>>90743529"Maybe I haven't met the right man yet" Mabel eventually whispered "Or... maybe I've known him my whole life..." He hand travelled up Dipper's leg.
"Fucking STOP" Dipper flung the pillow from his face, shoving it over his crotch. His face was red and frustrated. Mabel had always been like this, ever since they were young, but the years had made her braver.
"It's sick, how many times do I have to tell you before it sinks it?" He spat at her, furious that he had to go over this all over again.
"Oh and shooting up a school isn't Dipper?" Mabel retorted, eyes fixed deeply onto his "You're so well adjusted aren't you? Perfect Dipper, the better twin!"
Dipper moved to the edge of the bed and buried his face in his hands.
"I'm not doing this today. Not today. I haven't got the energy Mabel" he thought again about his locker, about the girls, about the hell that had been the last five years. He felt wet tears on his burning palms as he choked on his sobs.
Mabel touched his shoulders lightly from behind. Seeing Dipper like this upset her, yet at the same time she felt exhilarated. She eased her soft, thin fingers into his tense shoulders.
"You said you were going to do it, so why not just do it?" She whispered gently into his ear. "Why don't you?"
She paused, listening to his stilted breathing. "Why don't you?" She repeated, almost to quiet to hear.
"Mabel it's wrong" he managed to get out, voice and body shaking.
