Chapter 4: Forgotten
Edited: 7/3/19
Mabel Pov
Light hits my eyes, is it morning? Sitting up I open my eyes and see that it is indeed morning. Also that Dipper is still asleep in his bed. Goodness normally he's up by now. Wonder what got him so tired.
All we did yesterday was play at the pool. And he didn't even get in, he just read that stupid book of his. Rolling my eyes I climb off my bed and head downstairs. Something feels off.... probably Bill messing with something.
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Dipper's Pov
I sit up after Mabel leaves. Stupid Dorito tried to erase my mind too! Even put in new memories that I lived with these people! I guess it's better than going back to mom though.
But what about Weasley, will she be okay without me? I have to check! Leaping out of 'my' bed I run downstairs and into the elevator. An open space I sit down and open my "book". Remember when I hid the third journal into a book? Yeah that didn't change.
Opening the book I also open the journal. Flipping a few pages I find the coded words. Deciphering them took forever but I finally know what it all says. Chanting the portal spell I watch as an orange portal opens. Standing I smile, suck it demon I am better than you!
"Dipper what are you doing!?" Ford screams from behind me.
Grinding my teeth in frustration I let out a snarl and walk into the portal. I exit on the side walk that leads to school. The portal is one use so Ford can't follow me. Smirking I head for my best friend's house. Weasley and I have been friends since five.
She has long blond hair, pretty green eyes, a short body, and a good rack. I don't really care though. She's my friend only and she knows it. We both understand each other like no one else.
Though, she knew about what my mom did she never did help me. Or help me get better after. That's okay, I guess. Stopping in front of her front door I knock, grinning. Her dad answers yawning.
"Is Weasley here?" I ask.
"No she went over to your house an hour ago." Her dad tells me.
Nodding I thank him and run off to my house. I hope she's ok. It's not like her to come to my house. Because of what my mom does to me. Frowning I push faster worried about Weasley.
Bill's POV
Sixer has summoned me, I wonder why. He doesn't have any reason to, I haven't done anything. Floating in front of Sixer. I give him an unamused look. He sighs dragging his hand through his hair.
"I need your help. Dipper is gone and I don't know where he went or how he made the portal." Sixer panickly says looking everywhere for something to help him.
Where would Dipper go? He shouldn't remember anything. But if he did some how remember he would probably go to his old dimension.
I wonder what's there he would go back for. Guess I'll go find out for curiosity reasons. Snapping my fingers I teleport in a different place. I am floating above Dipper how is running very fast towards a house.
Hmm I wonder..... Got to get home. Got to see why Weasley in my house. Must make sure she's ok.
Well that's interesting. I watch Dipper slam open his front door and run in. Snapping my fingers to make me invisible I follow. Dipper looks around the living room and kitchen before running upstairs. Following him i watch him slam open a door.
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Dipper's Pov
Mom's car is here but she wasn't downstairs. So slamming open my door I look around with worry. Not for me but Weasley. My room is empty. Running out I slam open the bathroom door to see no one.
Panting I look at the last door with a grimace. I don't want to know what's in there. But I force myself to the door. Opening the door carefully I feel my body shaking. Not in fear for myself but what I will find. Looking around I see Weasley on my mom's bed.
Well I see what's left of her. Her eyes are gone, her stomach has many stab wounds. Her hair is soaked with her body, fingers are gone from one hand. The other is completely gone. Holding my hand in front of my mouth I gag.
Weasley might have not been the best friend ever but she was a good one. Tears flow down my face and i have to turn away from her body to not throw up.
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