My Name Is Bill Cipher One Shots

June 2016: Tyler

June 2016
Tyler's POV:

Yule's missing.
He left with the car in the early hours of the morning right before we were evacuated from town for unclear reasons.
My stomach pools with dread with each passing minute. Just the thought of my brother being caught up in any of the danger that was last night makes me want to throw up.
Mom's worried sick. The shade of pale her face has come to can't be anywhere close to healthy. An ongoing prayer runs through my mind: Please let him be okay. Please.
When we came home, he wasn't there waiting for us. So we walked to the place where we thought he was most likely to live: his best friend Bill's house, the Mystery Shack.
As we approach the front door now, I can see how hard Mom is trying to blink back tears. I take her by the shoulders and turn her to face me.
"Mom, he's okay. He has to be in there with Bill. I'm sure he's tired after last night, and that's why we haven't heard from him yet." I struggle to keep my voice calm and realistic. I'm trying to convince myself of what I'm saying, too. "I'm right here with you. We're going to see him really soon."
Mom nods shakily, and I see the utter desperation in her eyes. Please let him be okay. Please. I take her hand in mine and knock urgently on the door.
It opens to reveal Yule's friends on the other side, and they look awful. I'm sure the three of them haven't gotten any sleep last night. Why else would they be looking so terribly? Bill's here. Pacifica, too. Also Mabel, I believe her name is. I remember that she and her twin brother came to our house for Christmas. An older man stands in the back of the room.
Me and Mom take a step inside. The door stays ajar behind us. Mom is looking worse by the second. She's so tired. She looks so old. I grip her hand tighter in comfort.
Where is Yule? He's supposed to be with them! Maybe he's with the other twin. Hopefully, he's off sleeping somewhere. But then why wouldn't these three let us know? Don't they know how worrisome and frustrating this past night has been for us?
"Do you know where my son is?" Mom asks Bill frantically, her eyes wild. She's livid with anxiety. I haven't seen her this stressed since Dad got sick. I need to pull her back to a calm state before she falls too far. Yule and I promised each other to never let her fall into the depressed state she once lived in again.
Bill looks to be at a loss for words. He looks so... torn. So empty. What's made him like this? What happened last night? Where is my brother? Bill starts to stutter. "I-"
"Yule!" Mom emphasizes with urgency. "Where is he? He ran off last night right before the evacuation announcement. I- I didn't even notice he was gone until then! He took the car and I could only assume the worst. I thought he must be with you."
"He... was with us," Mabel says quietly, looking down. Where is he, then!
"Please tell me you guys weren't near the people who were fighting those criminals who set up those explosions," I look at them intently.
"Criminals? Explosions? That's what they told you?" Bill asks with a surprised expression. His singular eye, however, seems dead, and the emotion barely shows through it.
"Well, it is kinda close to the truth," Pacifica murmurs. Wait. They know about it? They were there, then? And- and Yule was with them? Where is he? Where is he now? I want to yell these questions at them, but I know it won't get me the answers any faster.
"No, we just assumed that's what was going on. Nobody was able to give a clear explanation," Mom tells Yule's friends. She narrows her eyes, catching on to what I've noticed, too. "Do you all know what happened?"
"I don't suppose you know of the weird things that happen in Gravity Falls? Or have heard of Weirdmageddon?" Bill asks us softly. "I know you moved back here after that time."
"We're not deaf," I snicker, but then my tone darkens. "What happened last night?"
"Dream demons," Bill answers carefully, his voice taking on a slight quiver. "There was a temporary inter-dimensional tear, kind of like Weirdmageddon. It's an incredibly long story, but you need to know. To spare you the details, they are insane, and they were here. They wanted to kill me and hurt everyone else if they could, so I had to go and fix things myself. You see, we had problems with them back in Weirdmageddon. My friends here came, too, by their own choice, because long story short, though it wasn't their fault, they were involved, too."
"You aren't telling me Yule came with you..." Mom's eyes twitch with fear as she covers her mouth with her hands. The feeling of doom seeps back into my gut.
"I begged him not to," Bill tells her. He looks like he's willing himself not to break down. Is Yule injured? Is he... No. No, I can't even make myself think that. "I didn't want him to get hurt. I- I could never forgive myself if that were to happen... but he came anyway." Bill looks Mom square in the eye and tells her, "He saved my life. And in doing so, he saved everyone else. Certainly everyone with us, but perhaps many others living in Gravity Falls."
"Yule... what?" Confusion and fright sparks in her eyes. Saved his life? He's almost making seem as if... no. No, no, no...
"I'm so sorry," Bill chokes over his words and he clutched at his chest. "He didn't make it... he was hurt... way too badly..."
Oh, God, please no.
No, it can't be.
It can't be true.
Not my little brother.
This- this has to be a joke.
"Are you saying..." I whisper in absolute horror.
"He's dead," Mabel squeaks out, her eyes filling with tears.
"I'm so sorry," Pacifica adds, brushing away her own forming tears. "The hospital right outside of Gravity Falls sent the ambulance early this morning."
And my world crumbles to pieces.
Mom screams and moans, sobs ripping from her throat. She falls against me, and it takes everything I have to keep my own knees from buckling.
Yule. Not him, NO! Not my little brother, no, no, no!
This can't be real.
This can't be happening!
I'm never- I'm never going to see him again! Not Yule, Yule! He's my world, and apart from Mom, the only good thing in my miserable life!
My mother continues to cry, her sobs unbearable to hear. I rub circles on her back, desperate to get her and myself out of here.
"We have to go," I say huskily, then I pull Mom outside, stumbling under her weight, and shut the door behind us.
I barely make it a few steps before my legs give out from under me. I collapse to the ground, and Mom falls next to me in a bout of sobs.
I wail, my heart completely shattered. I pour my soul out into my despairing scream. Yule. Yule, I need you! I can't live without you by my side!
Mom clutches onto me, tears streaming down her cheeks. She sobs, groaning, and touches her forehead to mine.
I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her cheek as she trembles. "Let's go home," I whisper softly.
I lift her up and we trip our way to the car. It's unlocked. Yule left the keys in the ignition. I numbly start the car. And that's when the tears come.
Am I to blame? Have I killed my father and my brother? Yule, I'm so sorry.
...Or maybe I'm not to blame.
My baby brother is gone.
And it's all Bill's fault.
The tears continue to fall. I will have his life. Anyone who had a hand in Yule's death does not deserve to live.
Not Bill. Not me. And if anyone gets in my way I'll kill them too!
If it wasn't for Mom, I'd kill myself.
But I won't.
I can't.
I can't leave her alone.