Timeskip to the next morning

Dipper's P.O.V.

Dipper... Dipper... DIPPER!!!!!!!!!! Mabel shouted in my ear, making me jump from out of my warm bed.

"WHAT!?!??" I replied, still drifting between the realms of dreamland and consciousness.

"YOU NEED TO GET UP!!! ITS THREE O' FUCKING CLOCK IN THE AFTER-SHITTING-NOON!!!" Mabel replied, her worried gaze, piercing through my eyes.

"FUCKING SHIT MABEL DONT FUCKIN' SWEAR IN THIS GOD-MOTHER-TIT'-FUCKIN-DAMN HOUSE!!!!" I screamed, my throat burning from the night before.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?!?!" Mabel replied, "YOU JUST FUCKIN SWORE YOU-" 

"JESUS H. CHRIST ON A BREADSTICK STOP FUCKIN SWEARING!!!" Stan interrupted her mid-sentence.

"ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!!?" Mabel and I screamed simultaneously.

"YES NOW SHUT UP!!! IM WATCHING SOME GOD DAMN DUCK-TECTIVE!!!!!" Stan replied in his gruff voice.

"Ugh, I'm going back to bed..." I said, turning over and closing my eyes, only to feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay Dip?" Mabel asked with genuine concern in her voice.

"Y-Yeah? why wouldn't I be?" I replied, my anxiety now crawling up my throat.

"Well.. because I had to drag YOU home because I found YOU and some blonde dude, drunk AND HIGH on the floor!!" Mabel yelled, "Seriously!! what the hell is going on lately!?" I felt tears well up in my eyes, the first real emotions I've felt in WEEKS!

"I.. Ah... I've been really stressed is all..." I lied, hoping to that my own sister would believe my lie.

"O-Okay whatever you say, Dip..." Mabel mumbled, walking out of my bedroom door, and closing it with a light "Click," followed by light footsteps, slowly making their way down the hall.

I soon felt myself fall into another dreamless slumber, with one question on my mind, "Will I ever tell her the truth?"

Timeskip to the next day...

Dipper's P.O.V.

"Dipper!!" seriously... PLEASE get out of bed!!" Mabel pleaded, "You haven't eaten in over 48 HOURS!!" Mabel added.

"I'm... Fine..." I replied, my eyes locked on the ceiling.

"You are obviously not fine..." Mabel whispered her lip quivering.

"Mabel... I'm just tired..." I muttered.

"Fine but YOU WILL COME TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!"Mabel said, "IF YOU WON'T GET OUT OF THIS BED!!! THEN I WILL DRAG YOU BY YOUR EYELASHES!!!!!!!!!"Mabel screeched angrily, followed by the loud "SLAM!!" of the door.

"Ah... SHIT!!" I hissed, reaching for my bedside table, containing my only, blade. I shakily lifted my sleeve, bringing my blade up to my arm.

Timeskip to the morning on Monday...

"Dipper!!" A voice yelled, tearing me away from my sleep.

"What..." I grumbled, now feeling the familiar weight on my chest, depression, and anxiety trapping me in my own bed.

"Come on dipper!!!, breakfast is ready!!" Mabel said.

"Ugh... Mabel, I can't..."

"YES you CAN!!... you've been glued in your bed for over THREE days!!!" Mabel replied, now dragging me by the arm out of my bed.

"Ow Mabel!!!" I hissed, reacting to the pain shooting through my wrists.

"What?" 

"I'm only grabbing you by the arms," Mabel replied my ass now on the ground.

"BE DOWN FOR BREAKFAST IN TEN MINUTES!!!" Mabel said, slamming my door closed.

AUTHOR'S NOTE~

HEY GUYS SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER MY PARENTS ARE CALLING ME SO I HAVE TO END THIS CHAPTER THANK YOU FOR READING BYEEE

~AUTHOR CHAN~