Where Do We Go From Here?

Mabel enters the door of her twin's college dorm. He's almost passed out, glass bowl on his chest. She gasps at the sight.

M:"Dude… since when?"

D:"When what?"

He's confused about that question for the same reason she asked.

M:"The thing on your chest. How long?"

D:"Oh.. Yeah, that. Almost three months. It helps since you've been gone."

M:"You never told me things were getting this bad."

D:"Well. They are… We never talk anymore, and shit's not going good in school either so. This is my way of dealing with it."

M:"Wow. Well I'm here now, and I won't leave you alone this time. I need you to promise me that you'll try to get better. You're getting back to where you used to be. All those times I had to help you after Weirdmageddon. Guess that really freaked you out. Anyway, please. Get better. For meeee?"

D:"I'll try, but you better not leave me alone again. Now just how am I supposed to get my grades up?"

M:" Ask your prof to redo any of your failed papers and maybe some extra credit. Also, take some summer classes while you're at it."

D:"Okay, I'll do what I can. I promise Mabel."

The 18 year old moves the glass bowl from his chest, sits up, and slinks his arms around his sister's waist. She wraps her arms around his neck in return. Dipper's trying really hard not to cry right now, and the weed's not helping him any either. His hoodie's sleeves start to slowly snake down his arms, revealing the freshly scarred skin, from just an hour and a half ago. Mabel slowly starts to open her eyes, realizing how even worse he is that she previously thought.

M:"Di- ohmygod."

She reaches for a wastebasket beside Myles' bed, and heaves into it. Dipper senses what just happened, currently trying to process a reaction.

D:"Mabel, Mabel I'm so sorry. I- I said I wouldn't do it again… I let you down. I'm such a fuck up."

Tears begin to well up in his ducts, slowly falling at first. Gradually getting heavier and faster. There's a puddle on the floor now.

M:"Dip- Dipper, why? Why didn't you tell me? You always changed the subject. You should've told me what was going on."

She's crying now too, but she searches for rubbing alcohol and bandages. The male Pines whispers to himself.

D:"Shit. I made her cry. Why? Why can't I ever do anything right? None of this would've happened if I'd just talk to her, but she's helped me all her life. I didn't want to inconvenience her when she's got her life together."

She gets back over to him.

M:"This is gonna sting. A lot."

She pours the alcohol on his scars. Dipper flinches, scrunching up his face. Finally, Mabel starts to wrap his arms in cotton strips and gauze.

D:"Fuck, that hurts."

M:"Yeah, but I needed to make sure none of them get infected."

D:"Thanks. I'm sorry, Mabel. I fucked up. I can't take anything back. Why am I like this?"

M:"Hey. Chin up kid. You made some mistakes in the past few months. You'll be okay. I know it. You can do anything you really want to. I know, I've seen it happen hundreds of times from you. You've saved my life multiple times. From gnomes, Bill, even myself sometimes. You'll be fine, just do what you need to, and I'll be right here with you."

D:"You're right. Like always. Just please don't go anywhere."

He reaches for her shoulders to pull her closer to him. Dipper's lips brushing against hers, softly. They break apart after a few seconds.

M:"I promise. I love you Dip."

D:"I love you too, Mabes."