Up On The Roof

Up On The Roof

Dipper took a deep breath,inhaling the scent of pine needles. It was a cool, breezy evening,the sun already beginning to sink below the hills. The forest sure was pretty from this spot on the roof,especially at sunset.
He took hesitant steps forward,towards the body that sat on the edge, brown hair flitting in the wind. He felt a lump in his throat,so he swallowed in an attempt to push it down, but it refused to leave. He gulped as he tapped the shoulder of the person in front of him, sitting right next to her so he could swing his feet of the edge of the roof.
"H-hey, Mabes."
"Hey Dipper."
She didn't turn to him at all, just casually looked out at the forest. He wished he could be casual now, but just looking at her-her beautiful, starry eyes almost glowing, her hair blowing gracefully- it made his heart beat a million miles a minute.
"I-I lost m-my journal, and I,I,uh... was...um...wondering if you saw it. Y-you know the one that I...write in? The blue one?"
He had lost his little blue journal, but he knew exactly where it was now. The tiny book had all of his feelings inside....even the ones about Mabel.
"This?" She pulled out the diary from her sweater pocket,holding it out to him. He reached out his shaking,unsteady hand and grabbed it,then put it in his vest.
Everything was quiet. Except for the birds,the whistle of the wind through the trees- it was silent. Mabel continued to gaze out yonder, while Dipper nervously twiddled his thumbs. He almost fell off the roof when she spoke again.
"Is it true, Dipper? Are you sure it's not just puberty or something?"
He composed himself the best he could and cleared his throat.
"W-what?"
"You know what, Dipper, exactly what."
"I-I-"
"Is it true?"
He couldn't help it anymore.He thought the journal would be a good way to release his bottled up feelings, but it wasn't enough. His words spilled out of him,the bottle cap popping off.
"I don't know Mabel! It's just, I know you so well and we're so close and I thought I could stop liking you but I couldn't, you're just so cute and your personality is so bright, Mabel,and I can't live without you,I need you, and I couldn't stop loving you because I don't know how and I know it's gross but I just can't stop, Mabel,and I-"
She gently placed her finger on his lips, stopping his word vomit. His heart thumped in his chest as she began to speak.
"Dipper, you know it's wrong.You can't like your sister. That's....That's...That's not right. I know you can't stop Dipper, but you have to. You can't love me, Dipper."
She stood up, slowly walking to the trap door to inside the shack. A point of guilt squeezed her heart as she heard a sob,a miserable sniffle. She turned slightly,to see Dipper,balled up with his head resting on his pulled up knees. His arms shook as they covered his face. His body shook, uneven sighs escaping his mouth.
Mabel almost cried herself.
She returned to him, patted his back as it hitched with every labored breath.
"I'm so sorry Mabel," he cried.
She removed his hands from his face, she he reluctantly exposed his tears. His face was flushed, wet, and his eyes were watery and still raining tears. He looked at her blankly.
"Look, Dipper, you can't have these feelings for me. I know you want me badly,but it has to stop. And I know you don't know how. That's why I'm doing this, to satisfy you, Dipper."
He looked at her confused as more tears ran down his red cheeks.
She gulped.
He stared back bewildered.
She closed her eyes.
His eyes widened.
She pursed her lips.
He gasped.
She leaned forward.
They kissed.


Dipper's eyes rolled back and closed as he realized Mabel's intention. She tasted the softness of his lips, he tasted the same sweet flavor.

Mabel pulled away, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and left hastily. He watched in astonishment as she disappeared from his sight,now downstairs. He couldn't he had finally kissed her. But it wasn't real. She wanted to try and satisfy him, to make him stop loving her.

Now he loved her even more.