Bill's POV

Don't think about her. Don't think about her. Don't think about her. My thoughts were in turmoil about what she had said and done. I was on my balcony that branched off from my room, gripping tightly onto to cold metal railing. Her words saying "I love you Dipper" tore through me.

It hurt... A lot...

I finally sat down and admitted to myself that I was a tiny bit obsessed, only because I had never felt this way about anyone before. Arrow was special, and it hurt to lose her. My shoulders were hunched and my head was bowed down as I tried to focus on anything else but Arrow.

But it wasn't working...

I wanted her to like me, but I always jacked things up somehow. What a retard I was... I drug a hand through my hair stressfully and exhaled deeply. You've got this, Bill. Win her over fully and she'll want to stay... There was nothing left for me to do to make her happy. And I certainly wasn't going to bring Pine Tree back, I had enough of him.

I hated him now. He was stealing my Arrow.

I scoffed and through my hands up. "Listen to yourself," I told myself, "saying all 'my Arrow'...yeesh." I crossed my arms. "I have no quarrel with a dead guy." I shook my head slightly and walked off of my balcony and back to my room.

I didn't bother to put on my coat or tie up my bow-tie, I just let it hang and lumbered out of my room. I had actually lied to Arrow. I didn't feel sick from drinking, I felt sick for what I had done. She kissed me and I- Jeez, I was a trillion year old demon and she was fourteen... How messed up is that?!

*cough cough* BillDip reference *cough* O//u//O

She wasn't used to this type of stuff, while I have lived a long long life and it seemed like a blur. She didn't deserve someone who would forget her in the next millennium. But I wanted her. Did I deserve her? Uh, no, not really. But I wanted her and I was set on getting what I wanted. I was greedy and I knew that, but I was also scared...

I was scared that if she would fight against me for any longer than I could handle, I would snap and take things into my own hands. And that...that would end pretty badly in her hands, but to me, I wouldn't even see the faulty end of her part.

I pushed the dark and vile thoughts away and I found myself (yet again) walking to her room. I knocked on the wall and called in. "Arrow?"

"Bill..." Her voice came out meek. "What do you want?" She didn't open her door.

"I want to apologize for not really handling things well..." I started slowly.

"And?"

"And... I don't know! I'm sorry I, like, force kissed you those two or three other times! What else do you want from me?!" I exclaimed.

Arrow unlocked the door and swung it open. She frowned at me when our eyes connected. "And I'm sorry I kissed you."

"It couldn't have been that bad!" I said offended.

Arrow chuckled and shook her head. "Sure." She leaned against the doorway. "Why are you apologizing now? You thinking about stuff?"

I made sure to hold back the demonic side of me. If I snapped...- "Yeah. I was just thinking about everything."

Arrow bit her bottom lip. "It's all kind of crazy. What we have is weird, but...ok.... I guess."

I sighed, her words to Pine Tree prodding my mind. "Do you like me, Arrow?!" I blurted out.

"W-what do you mean?" She stammered. "Of course I like you."

"No. I mean in...you know." I scratched my arm awkwardly.

"Why? 'Cause if you're looking for an excuse to kiss me again, I'm afraid your plan as failed." She went to close the door, but I quickly stopped it.

"No. That's not why." I told her steadily. "I just need to know."

Her gaze was cold and menacing. "You're not going to use me, Bill." Arrow's tone was low.

"I won't." I replied.

"Don't promise me anything. You tend to break promises." She glanced away and her thoughts came to me. "And hearts."

I swallowed nervously. "I won't use you-"

"Bill. I can see the fear in your eye every time you look at me. All it does is make me fear too." Arrow blinked slowly.

"I'm sorry I'm scared that I'm going to do something horrible or unforgivable to you, ok? I'm sorry. I can't help, but fear I'll do something wrong." The words tumbled out of me.

Arrow set her jaw. "Mhm." The warmth and kindness in her gaze from earlier had vanished.

"Don't you like me?" I asked rather pitifully.

Arrow threw her sharp glare at me, mixed with sorrow. "That depends." She grabbed the door and slammed it close.

My skin turned bright red and I felt like punching threw that wall and making her like me, but I knew that that would ruin myself and her. Control your anger issues. I told myself. She'd learn to like me...eventually.

I dropped my hands from the wall and turned back around shamefully and walked back to my room sullenly.

Eleanor's POV

After I slammed the door in his face I cringed at my own actions. I shouldn't have treated him like that, he didn't deserve it. He came to apologize for what he did and all I did was shove him away. I should have been the one running to apologize, because I was the one who kissed him and jacked everything up!

I went over to my bed and flopped down. "Dipper, if you can hear me, please forgive me. I'm so so sorry..."

Ghost leapt onto my bed and went to lay on my stomach. I patted his head softly and rubbed his back. Ghost was always comforting.

I didn't know what I was expecting, but part of me was waiting for Dipper to just appear by my bed and to tell me everything was alright. But he was dead... He wasn't coming back. No matter how many times I told myself that, my heart refused to believe it.

I sighed and picked Ghost up so he could face me. "Oh Ghost... I need help. Everything's gone wrong."

Ghost gave me a sad look and I set him back on my stomach.

I didn't want to think about any of this... So I closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep...

*****

I woke up on a grassy field atop of a hill. The wind was cool and sweet and it was peaceful. I got to my feet and looked around confused. "Where am I?" I asked myself. I scanned the area in confusion. "Hello?" I called.

I began walking on the hill, trying to figure out where I was located. I walked farther and gasped when I found myself staring down upon the little town of Gravity Falls. "Why am I here?" I wondered aloud.

"Because you wanted to see me."

I whipped around in shock at the familiar voice. There stood a twelve year old kid with maple brown hair and kind brown eyes. He wore a red t-shirt, shrouded by a navy blue vest and his head was topped off with a blue and white baseball cap. "D-Dipper?" I stammered, it was almost too good to be true.

He nodded, a small smile on his face.

I burst out crying and ran up to him, enveloping him in a huge hug. "You're HERE!" I cried.

Dipper hugged me back as tightly as he could. "I-I know..." He breathed.

I drew away, tears running down my face. "It's been so hard! I've been wanting to talk to you and to see you! Oh my God...-" I was so overwhelmed with relief and happiness that it was hard to breathe.

"I know. I've been trying to reach you forever." Dipper took my hands and gave me a weak smile. "I've missed you so much." He sighed.

I felt the guilt shoot through me as I thought about Bill. "Me too..." I blinked back tears. "Did it hurt?" I asked him.

Dipper tilted his head in confusion.

"Dying, I mean."

Dipper shook his head. "No... I died instantly when he shot me." He bit his bottom lip. "Was it bad afterwards? I didn't exactly get to see my dead body."

I clenched my teeth together. "Yeah, it was pretty bad."

Dipper looked crestfallen. "I didn't mean to hurt you..." His tone was solemn.

"No! I didn't mean to hurt you!" I corrected him. "You shouldn't have done that! Me being chained up is better with you being alive."

Dipper met his sad gaze with mine. "I've been watching you." Dipper said out of the blue.

I flinched. "W-what?" My heart began racing.

"You heard me." His tone had a sour tinge to it. "I've been watching you...with Bill." He looked up. "I'm just curious, how can you trust him?"

I felt agitated having to talk about this. "I just do! Ok? I've adapted."

"I see the way you look at him." Dipper looked broken. "Eleanor...I can see it in your eyes."

Terror raced through my body.

"Y-you love him."'

I threw Dipper's hands away. "NO! I DON'T!" The anger rose higher within me. "I don't!"

Dipper flashed me a glare. "Yes, you do. No matter how many times you refuse to believe it yourself, you do. And you know it. You just refuse to believe it."

I began panicking. "No! Dipper! I-I love you!"

A pained look shadowed his gaze. "You used to. But you love him more than I."

"Stop LYING to me!" I felt like crying again.

Dipper tried to snatch my hands back, but I flinched away. He sighed. "Eleanor... I love you. But I'm-I'm dead. It's pointless." He took a deep breath.

I knew he was right. It hurt. I didn't want to believe it.

"So tell me Eleanor," he started, "because you have to choose..."

Our gazes locked for only a moment.

"Do you choose a demon...or a ghost?"