When I Needed You

Chapter 1

It had been years since that night—six to be exact—and I haven't seen or heard from Bill since then.

Well, not my Bill, at least.

The Bill that has interacted with me is the crazed creep-of-a-dorito side of him; the side of him that doesn't care about me, but I hadn't even seen that Bill for almost eight years.

It had been eight long years since he had first tried to take over Gravity Falls, and the world, but after we had started dating, he kinda seemed to lock that personality away for a bit.

I'm not sure if I'm glad that I haven't seen Bill or not though; I miss him of course, but our breakup was really, really ugly, so I don't know if I'd really be glad to see him. I have a girlfriend anyway, so seeing my Bill again would turn out to be either incredibly awkward, or Bill would end up trying to kill her and try to confess his love to me like he's done with the last seven people I've attempted to date.

Sometimes I found myself in the forest that surrounded the Mystery Shack looking for his statue; I'm not entirely sure why, but I kinda just want to see Bill again, even if it isn't really him.

Well, after the first summer in Gravity Falls, I promised myself that when I turned 18 I would move into the Shack, and I did just that. The only thing that changed about my plan to stay here was my reasons for staying. At twelve, I wanted to stay because I wanted to be able to study the supernatural, and become Ford's apprentice; but by the time I was fourteen, my reasons were completely different. Even now, no matter what I tell myself, I know that the only real reason that I'm still living here is for my girlfriend, and to find Bill.

"Dipper! Dipper wake up!" Someone yelled. I was rudely snatched from dreamland by Stan.

I groaned, and rolled over on my side, but was roughly rolled onto my back. Knowing that Stan wasn't going to let me sleep I slowly opened my eyes, "You're not gonna let me sleep are you?" I sighed, "what is it then?" I asked, groaning as Stan gripped onto my arm, and tried to yank me out of bed.

"W-we have to get out of here, kid! He's back!" Stan tried to explain, fear written on his features. He ran over to my dresser and shoved some random clothes into a backpack. Stan turned around on his heels and shoved the pack into my arms.

It took me a second to process what Stan was saying, but I finally got it, ".. He? BILL?!" I screeched at the top of my lungs.

"Yes. There's no time for an explanation right now, I'll tell you everything when we're safe.. Bill already took Ford." He said sniffing, tears forming in the old man's eyes, "w-we gotta go!"

"Bill took Ford?!" My voice rising higher, and higher with each syllable.

"Y-yes. Now, please, let's go!" Stan yelled, grabbed my arm, and pulled me out of my room.

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Stan and I had been running through the forest for hours now, in fact, it was getting so dark out that I could barely see five feet ahead of me.

"Dipper," Stan said quietly, slowing his pace until he was completely stopped, "let's stop here for the night. We've put enough space between us and the shack."

I stopped as well, "a-are you sure? What.. what if Bill finds us? We could be killed!"

Even thought I never told anyone, except for Mabel, about my relationship with Bill, I think that Stan and Ford suspected something was going on between us, thought they never asked any questions. After Weirdmageddon, I locked myself in my room, and sobbed, until it was time to leave Gravity Falls. I was completely heartbroken that Bill would do that: he tried to kill me for God's sake! Multiple times!

If my Grunkles didn't suspect something, at the very least they knew that I didn't exactly want to see the evil dorito again; well let's be honest, none of us did, but they seemed to notice that I especially did not.

"Dipper! Calm down. I'm an old man! I'm super tired! And I know for a fact that you're tired too. If we're going to be able to move tomorrow, we need to sleep." Stan said jokingly, but firmly.

On that note, I sighed but gave in to my uncle's pleads. Stan pulled out two sleeping bags from his backpack, and laid them on the ground, "I know it's not much, but we didn't exactly have time to pack a tent... so this'll have to do for now." He then proceeded to dig through his pack again, and pulled out four packets of trail mix, he handed two to me, "here. You need to eat, Dipper."

I hesitated for a moment before grabbing the snacks, and ripping one open. When I had been running, I hadn't noticed how hungry I was, but now, as I was staring at the food, I felt my stomach growl painfully. I flushed a bit in embarrassment, but Stan took no notice.

After eating, Stan and I both fell fast asleep, dreaming of what was to become of us.

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Yay! Part 2 is finally out! Well, that's all I have to say.

I promise my children, BillDip will happen... eventually.

Total word count: 1,337

Day: 2

Bye for meow!!