Another Chill Time
- Kahlil's POV -
"Why not?~" I said playfully.
"Because I don't want to, Princey." I heard Dipper say, although it sounded like he was lying in a playful matter.
"As I said before, we have all the time right now. So, what excuse do you have?~" I said, pulling his arms around myself.
"Kahlil. I've already given you what you want. What more do you want from me?" He asked, preventing himself to re-enter into this mist I created.
"I said what I wanted before." I said, wrapping my arms around him. I noticed his arms were quick to react to mine. "Did you perhaps miss what I said?" Soon I sense this sudden aggression that was rising within him. I leaned back a bit, glancing at him.
"I didn't miss what you said. I simply want to stop for now. Besides ... I want to wait until I'm ready." He said, his voice filled with annoyance.
I looked away a bit disappointed, but sadly I cannot force someone to do something they don't want to do yet. I pulled back my arms and scooted away from him. "Alright. I'll stop myself for now." I announced quietly.
"Thank you." He said. I shrugged slightly before turning my gaze at the leaves' platform.
"... Yeah. So, did you enjoy yourself?" I asked, looking back up at him.
"Uh. I don't want to talk about what you just fucking did." He quickly said. I barely understood him for that reason. I soon snorted at his reaction. "Don't laugh!"
"I can't help it! You said it so fast that I must have broken you somehow." I snickered.
"Yes. Let's just say it like THAT." He spatted. "I swear, I'm never gonna think of you as the same before."
"Well, I am full of surprises so something I did before isn't going to be surprising for me." I said smiling.
"I can see that. And I hate how I love those surprises." He said, getting up to his feet.
"Oh? I didn't even know that." I said, standing up as well.
"Yeah... Well, it's late I believe." He said, switching topics.
"Midnight if I'm correct." I said. I soon saw him go shocked in an instant.
"MIDNIGHT? Oh God, we've been gone for FAR too long!" He said, turning away to walk towards the tunnel entrance. I smirked slightly before rushing over and hugged him from behind. "ACK KAH-"
"Shush, calm your ass down." I whispered quietly.
"Well, I'm sorry! I want to get to bed as soon as I can!" He said, desperately trying to get my arms away from him. Too bad. I hugged him tightly, making him squirm. "I cannot be freed, can I?" He muttered, sounding as if he's giving up.
"Relax and stop moving around so much, I'm not going to do anything to you." I whispered. "All I am doing is hugging you." He slowed his movements and soon he stopped.
"I got panicky, alright?" He said.
"Yeah right." I muttered, not believing him.
"I did!" He said.
"Mhm, keep saying so and I won't believe you." I whispered.
"I'm telling the truth here." He grumbled.
"If you were, I maybe would have stopped by now since I could sense your emotional spirit." I whispered. "You're not panicky one bit." I heard him huff and pout, giving up in the slightest.
"Fine, you win." He grumbled.
"I always do, you should know that." I said, kissing his neck.
"Hey, I thought you were just hugging me!" He said, shivering from the peck.
"Oh, I am." I said, letting him go. He quickly moved 10 feet away from me. I snorted. "I just wanted to leave something behind." I smirked, winking at him.
"Either I get lost in this jungle or you show me the way without ANYTHING sneaky you pull." He grumbled, rubbing his neck.
"Alright, I'll stop.~" I snickered, walking forward to lead the way. Either he's pretending to be annoyed or he's actually irritated and just wants to go home. Either way, I enjoyed tonight's little time. It was fun at least. And I'm sure he did, he just didn't want to admit it. He will soon. At last, we reached the ground level and close to the edges of the jungle, nearing the Mystery Shack itself. I turned to him as he was giving me this death glare.
"Do you hate me this much?" I asked quietly, raising a brow.
"Yes." He bluntly lied.
"Okay, guess I'm hurt." I said playfully.
"You're not." He grumbled.
"I know I'm not. Now go get your rest and push the grumpiness away from you, dear." I said. "I'll see you later."
"Okay. Have a good night then." He said before carefully walking out of here. You too, and I hope you'll notice the little surprise I left for you.
- Dipper's POV -
Did I take the whole day yesterday to avoid him? Yes. Was it worth it? Kinda, but I wanted to say yes. It does pain me a bit, but I don't want it to affect me at all. He deserves it. Ugh, I'm acting dumb in this mess. Even if I recall from before, I think I was also acting dumb and saying things that I wouldn't say. I can't blame myself anyway, it was a good time. Anyway, enough of that. I don't want to think of it, nevertheless. However, I know I can't avoid it forever. I sighed, sitting in my last period.
Soon the bell rang and it was time to leave. I packed up my things into my binder, getting any homework sheets, and exiting the classroom as I please. I stared down at my binder, zoning out a bit until some voices snapped me back to reality. I gazed around, checking my surroundings. Oh ... that argument with my sister ... I forgot that ever existed. Now that I recalled, she's been avoiding me. I shrugged slightly, not like it matters. I heard my name being called but I just ignored it. The voice was unfamiliar and it was giving me a bad feeling. I didn't want to stop and see what this idiot has to say. I sped up my steps and soon exited the school entrance. I stared down at the steps before walking over. "Mason! Man, have it's been a long time since then!" I froze, panic shooting through me as a bullet went through. Don't look at them, just ignore them. "However, you've been acting strange lately." I ignored the voice, making my legs move once more, and headed down the steps. "Hey!" I'm not dealing with you today.
I was yanked back which ended up making me drop my binder and everything that happened to spill out. I fumed with rage and turned towards the person who decided to yank me. Fortunately, it was just Tom, however, it's still terrible that he had to ruin part of my day. "What do you want?" I asked firmly.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing!" Tom said, frightened of my appearance.
"I'm not now that you're here. Are you still trailing behind me as if I'll accept being friends with you ever again?" I asked, sitting down to pick up everything and place it in my binder once more.
"Well..." He said nervously.
"You know it's a no. Don't be stupid or act it that way." I said, picking up my binder and standing back up.
"... Alright! Let me get this over with. This will be the last time you'll see me." He said, frowning. I glared him down, waiting impatiently for his response or reasoning for stopping me. "I know you're not going to be friends with me again. But ... When you said that last time, it triggered something within me. Making me stop and think about what was wrong and why was I losing so many friends at once. I think ... I get it now. So I'll apologize for my mistakes in the past." He explained. How do I know you're not lying?
"Okay, I'll accept it. But nothing else " I said warily.
Tom nodded, backing away. "That's all I wanted to say. Have a good life, Mason." He said before leaving me alone. He seemed ... sorry for his past decisions. Has he finally learned? We'll see if he decided to be good or not. I turned around and stared at the group of students around me, chit-chatting and such. I turned my gaze down at the ground, feeling something that is missing within me. I gripped my binder tightly, missing the times that I would walk home with my sister. Hang out and chat with her. I decided that decision, I cannot turn back unless my sister does want to change. I can only look over the good memories we made together. Even if it saddens me that it had to be this way.
"... Dipper?" I jerked my head over to the voice, widening my eyes at Mabel. Wait...- Wait what? I thought you were avoiding me.
"I-" She looked away, stopping right beside me. I wanted to say something so badly, but I just couldn't. I wanted to ask so many questions, however, they may just be ignored. "It feels ... different being here with you." She said.
"... Same." I said quietly, looking away from her.
"... I want to say something." She said, making me look back over. What is that? Something negative? "... Have ... Have you ever felt ... like ... everyone is against you?" She asked, looking back at me with a sad expression.
"... Maybe once ... Why?" I asked. What is this about?
"... I do. Like ... uh, it's ... like ... everyone is trying to ... hurt you or something." She said quietly. Does she know what she's talking about? It's like she's struggling to form a sentence with me or ... just see me as a person who isn't close with her.
"Yes, kinda like that. What are you trying to get at?" I asked, tilting my head.
"... Can we walk home? I tell you the rest later." She said quietly.
"Sure." I said. I know there's something wrong, but in not letting myself ask what's wrong. I should, but ... I'm just going by what I said last time we talked. We begin walking together and on the sidewalk in the direction of the Mystery Shack. I hated this eerie silence, it's creeping me out so much. I shivered before looking over at my sister. She was gazing out, watching the streets before looking at me.
"... Mabel?" I said. I have to, I can't just sit in silence and not ask what's wrong.
"... Yes?" She said quietly.
"Anything bad been happening lately with you?" I asked, concern filling in my voice.
"... I thought you didn't want ..." She trailed off.
"Regardless of what I said, we're still siblings, Mabel." I said. "I can't just ignore or avoid you forever."
"Then... did you really mean it?" She asked quietly.
"... Frankly yes, I did. But that's only if you realize a part of you is wrong." I said. "I know it can be confusing... but I'll try my best to make sense. I'm just ... worried about you. That's all." Is that the right word? Maybe a slight worry... I don't know.
"... So ... you're still my brother?" She asked.
"Yes. I still am." I said, nodding.
She soon teared up, before wiping them away. "I'm sorry about assuming that about you a few days ago." She said. Okay, what is wrong with my sister?
"It's alright. You might have taken it the wrong way." I said.
"I really am. For everything." She said. I could hear the sobs in her voice. Everything? What is going on, seriously? "I... I don't feel the same way as I felt before. I'm always putting on a facade to hide what I really feel. It always works but I deal with the outcome later on and it's so much worse than before." She said. I stayed quiet, letting her talk. This still surprises me and all. I have no idea if it's true or fake.
"I feel like ... I'm slowly breaking down, bit by bit." She said. "Believing every nonsense that my boyfriend throws at me ... not having a choice when I'm around him-"
"Is he doing anything bad to you?" I accidentally interrupted her, my gaze growing cold and serious. Oh, so you're telling me I was right beforehand?
She stared at me, a bit surprised I acted this way. "... I ... I don't know. I can't tell if he's saying something good or bad anymore."
"... If you'll allow me ... I would like to know what he's doing." I said.
She quickly shook her head, giving me a hint of her behavior. "No. I can handle this. You don't need to help." She said.
"You sure?" I said, making me more worried than before.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself when she heard her phone ringing. I saw her freeze, even halting herself. I stopped and walked over to her. "Mabel?" I asked with a worried tone.
"... Could I walk home with you every day?" She asked quickly, desperation in her eyes along with hints of fear. What the fuck is her boyfriend doing?
"Yes, anytime you want." I said softly.
"Thank you. And-"
"You don't have to continue apologizing, I can see that you really mean your apology." I said, shushing her quietly. I believe her around this time, she's not faking this at all.
"Then do I..." She trailed off, pulling out her phone slowly. I looked at it and shook my head.
"He can wait." I said. "You're obviously not okay with all of this."
"... Yeah I'm not. Thank you for understanding." She said quietly, revealing a small smile. Although, it looked like it pains her to do so.
"No problem. Now let's go home." I said softly, turning in the direction of it and beginning to walk. I saw my sister rush up to my side after putting her phone back into her pocket.
"Yeah... Uh." She stopped herself before looking at me with a wary stare. I looked a bit confused. "... I know your oblivious to certain things."
"About what?" I asked quietly, quite confused as to where her point is going.
She slowly nodded and sighed. " Did you notice the hickey on your neck?" I widened my eyes and froze, halting my steps. WHAT. I shrink my head back, embarrassment spreading across my face fast. I could hear my sister snicker a little. "I am going to kill him. That's it." I hissed.
"Don't kill him!" She said, looking surprised.
"I will! I didn't want this!" I grumbled, looking away. She continued to laugh at my reaction as I held myself back from snapping at her. Whenever we're meeting, I'm going to do just that.
We arrived home as I stormed through the hallway and up the stairs. I place my binder down once I got into the shared room. I turned around and tried to find something to cover this hickey. I did end up finding a small scarf. I quickly wrap it around my neck before heading out of the room and downstairs. "... Are you okay Dipper?" I looked up to see one of my grunkles look at me with a confused and concerned mixed look. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
"You don't seem fine, since you rushed to get upstairs." Grunkle Ford said.
"I'm fine, Grunkle Ford. I'm really am." I said, nodding. I watched my sister walk over to me with a smug look. Don't you dare.
"Alright then." Grunkle Ford said before disappearing into one of the rooms.
"It seems like you guys-"
"Shut it, Mabel." I said, walking back upstairs. I heard her laugh behind me, making me grumble. I entered the room and sat on my bed. I pulled out my phone and powered it up. I opened the conversation between me and Kahlil. [ You're going to be dead by the time we meet once again. ] I sent that text message to him before shutting my phone off. I then place it on the end table ignoring it when it buzzed.
"Cheer up! It's nothing bad at all." I hear my sister say. I grumbled and turned away, crossing my arms. It is, I don't know why, but it is. I soon scooted closer to the wall and leaned on it, staring at the ceiling.
He's not going to win over this easily.
End of Chapter 43