Melphantom: ...*cooking some faller souls* -oh,hey guys. uhm...I'm just gonna...You guys might kill me so. *hides*

LittleBoomBoom: I'll just... stand here... and watch YOU GUISE CRY


DIPPER POV:

It took a while, but she did agree.

"You're right, it's better just to end it. No more suffering, no more abuse and no more being alone," Those were her exact words. I nodded over at her. I could tell she was scared to do this, scared wasn't even the right word, terrified, horrified. I don't blame her though, I was too. I just kept reminding myself that the pain just wasn't worth it anymore, and after this we'd never have to live it again.

I took out the clear pill organizer and shut the drawer. I then walked over and set it on the ground, sitting near it as Mabel joined me and sat right next to me. I picked up the organizer and brought it to eye level, counting the pills within it carefully.

There were 8 in each day and 7 days in a week. That was 56 pills in all, meaning we each got 28. That was more then enough to get rid of us.

"Dipper, I love you..." I heard Mabel say.

"I love you too, Mabel..." I said looking over to her and hugging her, possibly for the last time. The hug was again, tight and warm. It also lasted a while and I felt like I never wanted to end it. It hurt knowing what came after, but it felt necessary, and our parents were to blame for all this. I hated them, and I always will.

At last, we pulled away from the hug. I picked up the container again and opened it, evenly distributing the pills between Mabel and I. The pills were half sky blue and half dark forest green and they weren't that large. Mabel and I each now had our handfuls of them as I set the container back on the ground.

I opened my hand in front of me and looked at the pile of pills. This was reality, this was what my life has come too. Sitting on the floor of a small asylum room with my twin sister and best friend Mabel beside me, about to both kill ourselves.

I grabbed Mabel's free hand into mine and I felt her grab back. I looked over to her.

"Ready?"

"Ready..." She replied. We both slowly lifted our hands to our mouths, almost in harmony. We never let go of each others hands as we tilted our other hand to our mouth, swallowing one pill at a time.

After about 5, my head was pounding and my stomach was in a lot of pain. 10, 15, 20. By 20 Mabel and I could barely sit up anymore, all our strength left was being used to keep hold of each others hands. 25, 26, 27, 28. We were finished with all of them, and at this moment we were definitely not sitting up anymore.

We were on the floor in pain, our life's slipping away from us. Our hands were still connected, but very weakly. Massive head aches, terrible stomach pains, our whole bodies hurt, our vision was terrible blurry but by this time our eyes had to keep shut to ease off some of the pain. Memories flashed, both terrible and good. Gravity Falls being the good times, any time with our parents involved being the bad. It all happened so quickly. Being thrown down stairs, or being smacked one moment, to the next waking up in the Mystery Shack and going on some fun-filled adventure with Mabel.

I slowly felt Mabel's hand slip from mine, and I couldn't hold to hers any longer either. Our hands now lay on each others. I heard one last whisper with words barely audible but I could make out the words, 'I love you'. I whispered back with slurred words, 'I love you too...', then I felt a sensation of darkness take over.

My breathing came to a slow stop and everything went dark. Mabel and I were finally at rest, forever.


Mabel POV:

"You're right, it's better just to end it. No more suffering, no more abuse and no more being alone," Yeah, the words really just came out of my mouth. Sure, death was scary, terrifying, horrifying, but being abused by the two people that was supposed to love you the most was even worse. It made both me and Dipper feel like we shouldn't even be on this planet, so, we'd fix that, right now.

Dipper took out the pill container and shut the drawer, coming towards me. He sat down and I sat down next to him, keeping my eyes on the pill bottle; our executioner. He lifted the pill bottle to his eyes, staring at it intensely. This mean cycle, this circle, this life, was about to come to an end.

"Dipper, I love you..." He looked over at me.

"I love you too Mabel," He leaned over and hugged me, for the last time. The last time. I didn't know what came after this, all I know, is it was better than being treated like filth all the time, better than being in pain all the time, mentally and physically. I wish the hug would last forever; Dipper was my best friend, I'd do anything for him, but this, this was for both of us.

We pulled away from the hug, and Dipper gave me my pills, and then kept his pills. It was weird. These pills, these little, tiny pills, were about to end our lives.

Dipper grabbed my other hand and I held on to his tightly. He looked over at me.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready..." We lifted the pills into our mouths at the same time, together, never letting go of each others hands as we did.

It only took a few pills for the pain to come. I started to feel dizzy, and my head was pounding so hard, I could feel the vein pumping, over and over. I felt me and Dipper fall over from weakness by the time we had twenty pills, but I didn't dare let go of his hand.

Eight pills later, we were done.

My head was pounding, I felt like someone took a knife to my stomach, and I couldn't see straight. So, this was our fate, dying side by side at only age twelve. I blame my parents, and I always will. And you know what? I didn't even need an explanation anymore from them, at this point, it didn't even matter. Nothing will change the way they treated me and Dipper.

I think the only place I would miss is Gravity Falls. Even though I was only there for one summer, that was my real home. That's where me and Dipper had so many memories together, well, good memories. All the other memories we had together was being hit and being forced to watch each other being hit. The only comfort we had was each other, and even now, that didn't change.

I could feel me and Dipper's hands slowly drift apart, and at that point, I knew we couldn't hold on any longer.

"I love you..." I was able to say, barely above a whisper.

"I love you, too..." He said, also in a whisper. If anything, at least I died at the hand of my brother's love, and I knew he felt the same.

After that, I couldn't feel the floor beneath me, I couldn't feel Dipper's warmth from beside me, I couldn't feel anything.

For once, I didn't even feel pain.


LittleBoomBoom: I hope at least we die holding hands for always... If someone can tell me what song that's from, I will give you major props. And yeah, you have no idea how hard I cried writing this... I cried almost as hard as I did after watching the season fourteen finale of Law and Order: SVU... and that's saying something...

Melphantom: THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER-I'M TELLIN YA GUYS...AND UH...YES I WAS SOBBING ON THE FLOOR WRITING THIS...OH AND I'M STILL IN HIDING.