Hello, hello, hello! Beb is back, but has some announcements. First off, sorry I've been gone, my Wattpad has been glitchy so I haven't been able to write lately. Secondly, I'd like to say I won't be writing much this month, unless told other wise. I have softball playoffs coming up in 2 weeks, and we have games frequently. I also have to work on school so I will only be writing on the weekends, if that. So yeah! When summer gets here, I'll be able to write more. My last day of school is June 6th, so it'll take a hot second. Until then, I'll try and write as much as possible. So here's a short oneshot for you all.
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Dippers POV:
Ahh, the end of High school. The beginning of summer, life is great! All except for the fact that Bill is leaving for college in Wisconsin...
Right now, we're walking to his car full of his stuff to take to Wisconsin.
"Do you really have to go? You could stay with me!" I ask, dragging my feet while helping him carry boxes to his truck.
"Yes, I have to go. It's the only college that actually accepted me because of my record." He says, chuckling after I let out a huff from his response.
"Are you going to call me every day?"
"Yes, Pinetree, I will"
I nod, and set the box down in the back seat.
"Welp. That's it." He says as he turns to me. He smiles at first but then frowns when he sees the tears in my eyes.
"We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when. But I know we'll meet again some sunny day." He says as he grabs my checks with his palms and kisses my forehead.
I smile and lean up to kiss him.
We stand there, just in each others embrace for a few minutes until Bill pulls away slowly.
"I sadly have to go to get half way by tomorrow... I love you Pinetree" He says, then quickly wipes the tear that fell from his watering eyes.
"Yeah, you probably should" I say, but it's muffled from me shoving my face into his stomach.
"Pinetree~ you have to let go to let me leave" he whispers while trying to pry me away from him.
I let go and take a step back.
"I love you. Now get outta here before I cry anymore" I say, wiping away all the tears that escaped, even though I tried to suppress them.
He nods, then opens the door and gets in his truck.
He starts it up and pulls out of the drive way, but waves before getting on the road. I sadly wave back, seeing him pull out, then watch him drive away from me for who knows how long.
Crying as I watch him drive away, I walk back into the empty building I called home. When in all reality, without Bill, this place is anything but home...
