(Dipper's POV)

I stepped onto the bus and sat down in a random seat, pressing my forehead against the window. The glass was hot, but I didn't care. My head was spinning and i felt like i was going to puke up my guts! The bus jerked into motion, and began to drive out of the campus. Every bump felt like a gunshot in my head. When the bus reached my stop, I walked off, and ambled into the shack. I threw my stuff onto my floor and pulled off my jacket and shirt. My chest hurt and I felt sick. I bent over and almost puked, but I held it back and tried to stand up. After stumbling into the bathroom, I washed my face with cold water and looked in the mirror. I started to feel a little better as I sat down on the bathroom floor.

I was in a cold sweat and my breathing was weird.

"F-fuckin kidding me!" I murmured, pulling on my hair. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and texted Emma.

"Hey. Can we take a rain check? Not feeling good :("

"Yeah. I understand."

"Okay thanks."

"Try 2 get sum sleep k?"

"Yeah. I promise ;)"

":)"

I stood up and began wobbled out of the bathroom. I tried to walk downstairs, but I collapsed in the doorway and passed out.

My dream was Hell. I was in a dark room. Alone. The noise of metal scraping metal seemed to come from everywhere. I slapped my hands over my ears, but it didn't help. The sound intensified. I saw a light in the distance and started running for it. But it was no use. The light never grew closer, and I realized that I wasn't moving. I was stuck. I screamed and struggled to move, but to no avail. The light faded and I was alone again, in the darkness.

"Dipper! Dipper wake up!" Mabel was shouting, shaking me frantically, holding onto my arm tightly.

"M-Mabel? Mabel. I'm okay, don't worry. I alright." I said, propping myself up on my elbows. Mabel starred at me and then looked at the ground. She lifted up one arm, and in a swift move, slapped me across the face.

"Mabel! What the hell-"

"Shut up!" She said, holding back tears. "You-YOU IDIOT!" She shouted, tears falling now.

"Ma-"

"No! Just shut up and listen! You are not okay! And you haven't been for a while now. You don't think I've noticed the way you act? I see how you have been walking around lost in thought. Moving aimlessly. You have bags under your eyes that are so dark, you look like you've been punched in the face. For god's sake Dipper, we share a room. I notice every time you wake up in a cold sweat from one of your nightmares. You try and act like you're fine, but I can see that you're falling apart, and it's killing me!" She was crying hard now.

"Mabel...I..I didn't know. I'm sorry."

"And you can't expect me not to be worried about you. I worry about you all the time. And I'm not the only one who's worried. Stan is too. He's just too proud to say so. Y-You're such and idiot Dipper!" I sat up fully, Mabel's hand not leaving my arm. I took my free arm and wrapped it around my sobbing sister. I felt her tense up, and then loosen as she sobbed, loosening her grip on my arm. I wrapped that other arm around her and held my twin tightly. She flung her arms around me and cried harder. She laid her head on my chest and I put my chin on her head.

I sat there, holding her tight until she stopped crying. I pulled away slightly and saw that she was asleep. She had cried herself to sleep, and was now sleeping against my chest. I leaded back against the wall and closed my eyes.

I fell asleep listening to Mabel's breathing, and for the first time in a long I slept without having a nightmare. I didn't dream at all actually. But I knew I was asleep. Somehow I knew I was sleeping, listening to Mabel's breathing.