Chapter 8

                                    

                                          
"Mabel...?"
                          
I touched her pale cheek tentatively as her espresso eyes fluttered open like the wings of butterflies. She stared at me like I was a ghost, like if she were to reach out to touch me, her cold fingers would pass through my skinny body. I lingered near her as she sat up on her bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes, the rosy colour slowly returning to her cheeks. 
                          
"Wha... who are you? Where am I?" She looked at me blankly as I felt my heart shatter inside my chest. She had lost her memory, everything was gone.
                          
She stared around in confusion as I fell apart before her. I couldn't believe I was so blind, focused on a nonexistent love instead of a real one, one I forgot to truly cherish. And now it was gone.
                          
"Why are you crying?" She asked me, sympathetic yet so oblivious.
                          
I couldn't answer her, I couldn't take it. There had to be a way to fix this, anything to bring my sister back, I'd do it. Pathetically, I pulled her into a hug, clinging onto her shimmering dress, damp with my tears, and the rain of the night before. She weakly hugged me back, but she obviously didn't mean it. I had lost my sister, my best friend, forever.
                          
"Uh... can you please tell me what's going on?" She stared at me with wide, afraid eyes as I choked back tears. She deserved an explanation of her life.
                          
"Uhm," I begun, wondering if there even was a beginning where I could start. "Your name is Mabel Pines. I'm your twin brother, Dipper. We're seventeen years old and our birthday is August 31st, 1999. You're totally crazy and weird but everyone loves you for it. Every day, you knit new sweaters, like the ones hanging over there. At the moment, we're in Gravity Falls, which is a town in Oregon, America. We live here with our two Great Uncles, Stan and Ford."
                          
I continued to explain her life to her, her family and friends, her loves and hates, the things she'd seen and wanted. She watched me closely, as if checking to see if I was lying or not. If the life I was describing really was hers. It was so surreal, my own sister not even knowing her name, or age. I still couldn't believe every memory, every aspect of what made Mabel herself... It was all gone.
                          
"Oh, and Mabel?" She didn't respond immediately. "I love you. You mean the world to me, more than anyone else could. And, even though you're not yourself anymore, I will still always love you. You're my sister."
                          
"Uh, thanks... Dipper."
                          
I left the room and wandered into the depths of the forest, until I found the statue once again.
                          
"Bill," I whispered to the demon's grave. "I love you, Bill. It's weird, considering everything, but it's the realest thing I've ever felt. I know you could bring Mabel's memory back, and I want you back with me, just to save her... to save me. I need you more than ever, I need... I need somebody to love, even though you couldn't love me back. But I'm going to get you back, so I can help my sister. Not myself."
                          
That was when I blacked out.
                          
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I am so so sorry for doing this. Seriously, I am. If it helps, I hate it too, but it's how the crazy story in my head goes. Love you guys, 
Em xx