(Dipper's POV)
"No....I'm fine...." I assured Mabel, looking down at my feet. She put a hand on my shoulder. "If you wanna talk, I'm here for ya, bro." I smiled. "I know."
After this, I headed upstairs again. For some reason, I mostly hung out up there now. I just walked in and sat in the floor in the middle of the room. I curled up and lay on my left side. All of a sudden, I started sobbing again.
Dipper, you're such a cry baby.
But Bill is getting to me....
It's only been a day after that fiasco, and now this is happening.
What is he talking about?
What did he mean??
....why.....do I care so much?....
Is he.....wrong?....
Or not????.....
I hugged myself more, sniffing. A sudden sleepiness washed over me. I closed my wet eyes.
I hate him.
.....right?......
Then, I fell asleep.
•••
My eyes opened. The room, and world, around is grey. The Mindscape.
I gasped, quickly shuffling up. Then I froze. My feet are numb. I couldn't fall, and my hands tingled. I looked down at them.
They were engulfed in darkness. My eyes widened and I froze even more, sensing a presence behind me. I can't turn around.
Then, a grin forced it's way on my face. An evil grin. I began laughing hysterically, but I wasn't the one laughing.
Bill.
He's inside of me. But I'm still me.....how is this possible???....
Either way, it's horrifying.
The actually me inside of me began to sob. Bill was laughing as me, and I was sobbing constantly.
I'm scared.
This isn't good.
"You're mine now, kid!!!" Bill screamed from my lips, giggling insanely. I cried, but my words stayed in my head. I knew he could hear everything I thought. It was no use. I wouldn't be able to get away this time.
Our eyes went down to my left arm. It was covered in blood. Fresh blood. But so was the other. My clothes were covered in black ashes. My, now glowing yellow, eyes were wide. It made the whole laughing and crying more horrifying. The blood dripped onto the floor and created a large puddle beneath my bare feet.
My throat tightened tremendously.
I gasped for air.
No use.
I'm being choked.
By myself.
Bill?
Is he doing it?
Am I doing it???
Blood trailed down my neck and body, coating me almost entirely.
I clawed at my neck, choking myself, but still, Bill was laughing. I was sobbing, my eyes bulging.
Blood sputtered from my mouth.
Pain washed over.
"You're MINE!!!!!" An evil, deep voice screamed in my ears.
But that's when I actually woke up.