-Dipper's P.O.V-
I could not believe it. I would not believe it. I could not move. All I could do was stare. Stare at Mabel, floating, away from the shut-down switch. She didn't press the button. The words kept ringing in my head, "I Trust You." Those words were piercing my heart. I felt angry, sad, and betrayed, all at once. Why? Why would Mabel do this? My mind was racing. I could not trust Mabel ever again.
Gravity came back. Stan, Soos, Mabel, and I fell to the ground. Then something strange happened. Somebody walked out of the portal.
"Stanford…" Grunkle Stan mumbled.
The figure picked up one of the journals, and put his hand over it. Six fingers. Stan walked over to him, as the mysterious man walked over to him. Stan was putting out his arms, ready to hug him when the figure punched him.
"Owww! Why in the world did you do that?!"
"What the hell were you thinking re-opening the portal, Stanley?" He asked.
All Mabel and I could do was stare. I occasionally looked at her, she was in shock. Stan and the other man started to throw punches at each other. I kept looking at Mabel, glaring. I was angry now. She put the whole world in danger, trusting a man who lied to everyone. I wanted to go upstairs and lock myself in the attic, and just, think. But, I knew that I couldn't go upstairs because the agents were there.
Mabel tried to break up the fight but ended getting herself punched. She fell on the floor, tears starting to roll down her face. I didn't care. I didn't run over to her, or ask if she was okay. I just stood there. Stan looked at Mabel; he immediately backed out of the fight to rush over to her to see if she was okay. Soos also ran over to her aid. The mysterious man just looked at her.
Stan looked up from Mabel, "Look, I guess you guys deserve an explanation." He continued by telling us a story of him when he was younger and how we all got to where we were now. Apparently, the mysterious man was the author, and Stan's twin, making him my other great-uncle. Grunkle-Stan told Great-Uncle Ford (As he likes to go by) the situation at hand. Ford started looking around. He found one of the memory erasers.
"Plug your ears." He told us. We followed his instructions. He pulled the trigger sending a loud wave of sound out to the front of the shack. "It should be safe to go upstairs now. I will deal with the agents." He said.
We all walked upstairs. I headed straight for the attic, Soos went home, Grunkle Stan headed for the kitchen, and Great-Uncle Ford went to go deal with the agents. I reached the attic, Mabel following me. I entered the room, looking back at Mabel, and glared. I then slammed the door on her. I locked to make sure that she couldn't get in.
"D-Dipper?" I heard her say. "Can I please come in?"
I didn't reply.
"You're mad at me aren't you?" She asked. It was true. I was hurt by her, angry at her, and betrayed by her. "I'm sorry." I heard her say clearly about to cry.
I still didn't answer her.
"Dipper please let me in I want to talk to you." She asked now crying. "Please." She added.
I unlocked the door, and then opened it. I peeked out to see Mabel, broken. She was crying a river, her hair was messed up, her sweater was torn, socks dirty, and worst of all, a bruise on her cheek. She was a mess.
"Dipper, are you mad at me?"
I still didn't talk to her.
"Listen, I know you probably hate me right now, but at least the author is here, and he is our great-uncle. Maybe it was a good thing I didn't press the button."
I stared at her in shock. How she say that after she betrayed me like that? Did she not care that I was hurt? The next thing I did was something that I have never done to her before. I slapped her. I didn't slap her lightly, I slapped her hard, as hard as I have ever slapped anyone ever before. I had an combination of angry and hurt on my face, as I slammed and locked the door, again
I heard he scream in pain. I heard he scream louder than I have ever heard her scream. I walked over to my side of the room, and sat on my bed. I just stared at Mabel's bed. I could still here her screaming.
-Mabel's P.O.V-
Dipper slapped me. I was sitting on the floor screaming in pain. I hurt so badly. To make matters worse, he slapped me in the same place that I got punched, making the pain twice as bad. I was bawling my eyes out. My face felt like I burned it on a stove, or set it on fire, with no protection. Waddles, was oinking, as I heard footsteps rush towards me. The next thing I knew, I was being lifted up by Grunkle Stan. I was put down on the sofa in the living room. I was still crying, trying to comprehend what just happened. Dipper just slapped me. Why would he slap me? He defiantly hates me.
My face hurt so badly. Waddles was lying next to me trying to comfort me. I didn't want Waddles, or Grunkle Stan to comfort me, I wanted to Dipper. I wanted him to tell me that I would be okay, that he loved me and would never leave me or let anyone break us apart. I knew that was not going to happen though. Dipper slapped me, he hates me. I couldn't stop crying. I should've pressed the button, then Dipper would still love me, but would Grunkle Stan?
Stan came back with a small bag of ice in his hand. He placed it on my left cheek. The place where all of the pain was coming from. Once I felt the cold ice on my cheek, the pain lifted a little. I cried myself to sleep that night.