The New Kid

The confession part one...

Narrator's P.O.V.

"This is going to be a very long night..." The brunette muttered under his breath.

"W-what was that Pinetree?" The blonde asked.

"J-Just thinking out loud..." Dipper said tears rolling down his face.

"P-Pinetree, p-please d-don't c-cry..." Bill begged, wiping tears from the teen's eyes.

"I'm n-not r-ready t-to t-tell y-you..." Dipper said in between sobs.

Before Bill could even process what Dipper said, the brunette got up suddenly and sprinted out of the door, before Bill could say a word.

"SLAM!!!!!!"  The walls shook at the sudden impact of the bathroom door, followed by loud, hysterical, sobbing.

Dipper cried as if his brain was being shredded from the inside. Emotional pain flowed out of his every pore. The confused blonde found himself at the bathroom door.

Dipper's P.O.V.

"SLAM!!!!!!"

The world turned into a blur, and so did all the sounds. The taste. The smell. Everything was just... gone. I paused trying to hold back the sobs rumbling inside me but I just... couldn't... take it anymore.

I found myself curling up behind the locked door. 

"Pinetree... please come out... I just want to talk to you," Bill said in a small voice.

"I-I c-can't," I said, still sobbing.

"Dipper... please open this door, or I will have to force myself to come in..."

"He called me by my actual name..."  I thought as I came up with a plan...

"If... only... I... could... reach..." I said hopping up and down, reaching for the window lock.

"Pinetree... I'm coming in on the count of three..."

"One... Two... Thr-"

"Thud!!!"  The sudden boom interrupted the Blonde mid-sentence.

Narrator's P.O.V.

"Thud!!!"  Dipper jumped out of the window with an ungraceful landing, he fell flat on his back, knocking the wind out of him. The blonde boy's face was peering out of the window.

"Pinetree!!!... What the hell?!?!" Bill shouted in a scared, concerned tone, with a hint curiosity in his voice.

"Shit!!" The brunette yelped as he hastily got up on his feet and started running, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to stop the bleeding. 

Dipper could sense the Blonde approaching.

His pace quickened, He could feel his heart racing, his raspy breath, the gentle autumn breeze, the blood dribbling down his chin. Exhaustion overcame the teen, he could feel his legs getting heavier by the moment, the sudden urge to collapse on the ground and quit.

The brunette felt his body shutting down, he felt his legs become sluggish, as he found himself falling face-first on the ground.

Bill's tiered face came into Dipper's view.

"Damn... Pinetree... I... didn't... know... you... could... run... so... damn... fast..." Bill remarked, panting in between his words, still managing to keep his classic sarcastic tone.

Dipper's P.O.V.

"Damn... Pinetree... I... didn't... know... you... could... run... so... damn... fast..." Bill remarked.