All Adding Up
MTUL: Okay so this story is a bit, triggering so to speak. So…
Warning: This story involves self-harm. Please read on with caution.
Disclaimer: I own zilch. Everything belongs to the king of the universe, Alex Hirsch.
"Pain is hilarious!"
Sitting in his room Dipper watched Mabel as she slept. He had to make sure she was asleep. He couldn't let her know. She can't know! He wouldn't allow her to know!
If she found out she would tell everyone. If everyone knew…
No he wouldn't think that. No one would find out, the idea itself was a silly concept. He's kept it a secret for this long, why would anyone find out any time soon?
Looking back at Mabel for what seemed to be the fifth time tonight, he saw her fast asleep. With her back facing him, and her going up and down as she calmly breathed, she was the pure image of innocence.
She had but not a clue of what he was going to do next.
Slowly he pulled a knife out from the covers. It had been hard to sneak this past Stan's guard, but he managed to do it every night then returned it in the morning.
Pulling off his shirt he looked at all his scars. He couldn't do it properly, people would notice. So he settled for his chest. It was more dangerous, yes, but it wouldn't get him caught.
This whole ordeal started after he got his body back. It may have been overwhelming like always, oh, but the pain, that was new.
He was thankful Mabel hadn't taken him to the hospital. The pain, it was intoxicating. Every bruise, every cut, every last one throbbed and ached in a perfect harmony. He knew he had to have more, he was addicted to it.
From that night and so forth he brought back the delightful feeling. He always cleaned and dressed his wounds after everything was done, much to his dismay.
Bringing the knife close to his face to be inspected he caught a gleam in his eyes through his reflection. That look in his eyes, it was expectant and dark.
Deciding he wasted too much time he began tonight's session.
Bill was right.
Pain was hilarious.
However, unbeknownst to him, his twin was very much awake. Hiding her breath, biting her lip, holding her tears she hears his muffled laughter with every cut inflicted.