To where we left off~

Dipper's P.O.V.

"Y-You know this kid?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me...

"Y-Yeah... h-he was my e-ex b-boyfriend..." Bill said, "H-He b-betrayed m-me...  H-He r-really n-never l-love m-me... H-He b-beat m-me, t-told m-me t-that I-I w-was w-worthless, a-and so so m-much more..." Bill stated, tears welling up in his seemingly dull, golden eyes...

His face is so perfect... His nose, his perfectly symmetrical face, his inviting lips... His perfect jawline... I mean like... This kid even CRIES PERFECT!!... Wait... WHY AM I THINKING THIS!?!?!?!!! IM SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING HIM NOT FAWNING OVER HIM LIKE SOME SCHOOL GIRL!!!! I thought, my face heating up at the pictures starting to form in my head... COME ON DIPPER DON'T LET YOUR PERVERTED MIND TAKE OVER!!!!! I thought as I felt a sudden warmth to my member below... SHIT SHIT SHIT NOT NOW!!!! COME ON!!!!!! WHY NOW?!?!!!?!!??!!! I internally screamed, as my mind grasped of what was happening...

"H-Hey P-Pinetree y-you okay?" Bill asked in a worried tone... Probably acknowledging my pale, panic-stricken face...

"Y-Yeah just thought your bandages were bleeding through is all..." I lied, trying to cover up the now obvious tent in my pants...

"A-Are you sure about that?" Bill replied, obviously knowing what was really going on...

"Y-yepp" I said...

"O-Okay then..." Bill murmured, followed by everlasting silence.

"H-Hey wanna skip class?" I asked, both desperately trying to change the subject and to... calm down my... Member...

"I-I'd like that..." Bill mumbled, getting up from the floor, but only to fall back down...

"H-Here let me help you..." I said, placing his arm over my shoulder for support...

Timeskip to a few hours later because they took a nice nap that was interrupted by the dismissal Bell... Because I ain't writing that shit...

Bill's P.O.V.

"W-Wanna g-go t-to m-my h-house?" I asked, "M-My parents come home really late..." I added...

"S-sure..." Pinetree replied...

Timeskip to when they go to Bill's room...

Bill's P.O.V.

"h-here it is... My room..." I said...

"C-Cool..." Pinetree said awkwardly.

Timeskip to night time

Bill's P.O.V.

"Hey... Bill?" Pinetree asked,

"Y-Yeah?" I replied, not knowing what he was about to ask...

"Can I please have your contact info?" Pinetree asked once again, "I'd like to ya know... check up on you, and in case if you feel this way again, plus if you need somebody to talk too and/Or if you need somebody to confide in..." Pinetree said, his shoulder touching mine, followed by the feeling of heat on my face.

"S-Sure," I responded, swiftly writing my phone number on a piece of paper and handing it to the teen.

"Thanks..." Pinetree said, still, that concerned tone, sticking to his voice.

"U-Umm anyways... It's getting kinda dark out so I should be on my way..." Pinetree announced, awkwardly breaking the silence.

"P-Please stay..." I suddenly said, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could process what came out...

"M-Maybe that's a good idea... Considering what happened today..." Pinetree answered, his concerned tone, still remaining...

"Y-Yeah..." I replied, ashamed of what I tried to do... Not that I still don't want to die... I'll do it... Hell, I'd even do it now... if I had the chance, I'd do it now... M-Maybe tonight, I can finish what I started...

"Hey, you okay?" Pinetree asked, snapping me out of my trance.

"Y-Yeah... I-I'm f-fine..." I lied, avoiding eye contact, with the brunette.

"Are you sure?" Pinetree asked, seemingly knowing what I was thinking...

"Y-Yeah just tired is all..." I lied once again, rubbing the back of my neck subconsciously.

"A-Alright then..." Pinetree said, "C-Can I please use your shower?"

"Y-Yeah o-of course, let me go get you an extra pair of pajamas and a change of clothes" I replied, now looking in the endless sea of boxes for the items...

"T-Thanks..."

"No prob Bob," I replied, giggling...

Dipper's P.O.V.

Time skip to after the shower...

I know that look from anywhere... He still wants to die, still engulfed and trapped in self-loathing, and hatred, thinking that nobody on this earth could possibly love a worthless being like himself, letting that sick, wretched, dark, monsters-like diesese clogging up his senses, every single hair, every single piece of flesh, every pore, shredding him up, second by second, hour by hour, day by day...  Until there is NOTHING...

How would I know about this?? Well... because... I go through that...  every second of my worthless life... Each hollow breath, heartbeat, all unfeeling and merciless That SICK little voice, ringing, swirling through my head that I, Dipper Pines, is WORTHLESS

"H-Hey Pinetree you okay in there?" A voice suddenly asked, detaching me from my own thoughts, back into reality...

"Y-Yeah... J-Just putting on clothes..." I quickly lied, now reaching for the neatly folded pair of clothes stacked on the toilet seat.

"Mhmm... You sure y-you weren't doing anything else? Pinetree?" Bill sarcastically said, "Did you not think I would notice that tent in your pants earlier?" Bill stated, his shit-eating smirk seemingly visible in his voice.

"W-What?" I asked, confused about what Bill meant at first, but his words soon sank in, only to feel the heat, swiftly crawling up my face.

"Just p-please come out..." Bill sulked, his voice becoming more sad and hopeless.

"S-Sure t-thing..." I replied, now swiftly putting a t-shirt on, miraculously unaware of what was revealed on my arm and on my shoulder...

I swiftly opened the door with a "Click!!" followed by the sight a blonde teen, already dressed in
a white t-shirt and some plaid pajama pants, almost identical to the pair I was wearing...

"H-hey your cuts are kinda showing..." Bill finally said after a long period of ear-splitting silence.

"Well... Shit..." I said, now looking down at my endless cuts spanning up my arms.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

umm hey guys...

I'm really sorry I haven't been updating lately, I've just been... extremely depressed and I feel like my parents and friends, and my girlfriend hates me and I can feel the world crumbling down before me... I've been writing this story as a venting mechanism... everything that bill and dipper have done or thought, those were my experiences, thoughts, deeds, everything...

~Author Chan