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Dipper sat near the fireplace in his bedroom, staring into the flames.
I saved every letter you wrote me
Dipper stared at the box beside him filled with letters from his husband Bill Cipher.
From the moment I read them,
Everyday the brunette would read them, pretending his husband was saying the words he wrote to his face.
I knew you were mine
Bill was Dipper’s, and Dipper was Bill’s. Or so he thought.
You said you were mine, I thought you were mine...
Tears fell, Dipper thought about when Bill’s first letter came to him. Mabel was by his side.
Do you know what Angelica said When we saw your first letter arrive...
Mabel looked concerned, she placed her hands on her brother’s shoulders.
She said.
She told Dipper to be careful with a man like Bill Cipher.
“Be careful with that one love, he will do what it takes to survive.”
More of Dipper’s tears began to fall. He opened the box and grabbed a letter from it. He stared at the word his lover wrote.
You and your words flooded my senses.
Dipper always told Bill that he had such away with words.
Your sentences left me defenseless
Every time he read one of Bill’s letter, he melted.
You built me palaces out of paragraphs.
He was so in love.
You built cathedrals...
Oh, how naive he was.
The day he found out, he rushed back home to search.
I’m re-reading the letters you wrote to me.
He searched through the letters upon letters to found any red flags.
I’m searching and scanning for answers
Dipper searched every letter with a magnifying glass
In every line
He would read between the lines.
For some kind of sign
He didn’t found anything, not one little sign.
And when you were mine...
Dipper felt his whole world crumbled.
The world seemed to
His heart cried.
Burn...
Dipper picked up the pamphlet, he got from the messenger.
You published letters she wrote to you...
He read of how his husband destroyed his heart.
You told the whole world how you brought
The brunette read how Bill brought this demon girl to his bed, their bed.
This girl into our bed
Dipper read of how Bill is now publishing about this to clear his name.
In clearing your name,
Dipper wanted screamed, Bill basically told all his busy to not only his husband but to everyone in the world!
You have ruined our lives...
Mabel came running in his house with angry, but when she saw Dipper defeated,
Do you know what Angelica said
She knelt down to where he was sitting. Dipper stared into his sister’s eyes with tears waiting to be free.
When she read what you’ve done
Mabel hugged Dipper.
She said “You have married an Icarus, He has flown to close to the sun”
Dipper screamed, and cried in his sister’s arms.
Dipper was back into the present still staring in the fire. Dipper remembered the day he begged Bill to come spend the summer with him. He said he needed to do his job.
You and your words obsessed with your legacy..
Dipper thought about when his husband said in the pamphlet that he was trying to protect his legacy.
Your sentence order on senseless
His legacy was Dipper, his son Tyrone, and his other children.
And you are paranoid in every paragraph
Dipper was now crying,
How they perceive you...
Hannah being around his Bill,
You,
making love to his Bill,
You,
his Bill!
you...
Dipper wiped his eyes, his body was now filled with anger and fury.
I’m erasing myself from the narrative
Dipper stood up and looked around his bedroom, Bill doesn’t deserve him, not anymore.
Let future historians wonder
Dipper grabbed a picture of him and Bill on their wedding day.
How Eliza reacted,
Dipper stared of how happy he was, how little things have changed. Bill used to lift Dipper up with his words. Now, his words broke him.
When broke her heart...
Dipper squeezed the photo in his hands, Dipper loved him, and he thought Bill loved him as well. He was wrong, everything was a lie, he threw the photo into the fire.
A big fat lie!
You have torn it all apart
Lies, all lies, lies, lies.
I’m watching it
Burn
Dipper watched as the photo burned, eyes filled with fury.
Watching it
Burn
He screamed,
Dipper grabbed the pamphlet, and place that into the fire. The smoke filled the room.
The world has no right in my heart
The photos and paintings of Bill and him, and their children. In the fire, and more screaming.
The world has no place in our bed
The sheets that were on Dipper’s bed, that that Bitch laid on and had sex with his husband, in the fire.
They don’t get to know what I said
Dipper began to cough, but he wasn’t done.
I’m burning the memories
Every piece of Bill has to be cleansed.
Burning the letters that might have redeemed you
Bill’s sweet love letters, burned.
You Forfeit all rights to my heart
Every piece of jewelry, burned.
You forfeit the place in our bed
Dipper grabbed an ax, started to destroy the bed that held that bitch and his husband.
You sleep in your office instead
Screaming asshole on the top of his lungs, he cropped down the headrest, the post, and the frame. Mabel, and the maids came running in. Begging to Dipper to stop.
With only the memories
The day Dipper met Bill at the ball, when they dated,
Of when you
When they got married, had a son,
Were
Every time they argue about Bill leaving and not spending time with his family.
Mine.....
A couple of butlers held Dipper down, but he was still crying and thrashing. His conscious was fading because of the smoke. He felt familiar arms hold him, Dipper stared into the eyes of his lover, his husband.
“Pinetree...” Dipper heard him whispered,
I hope that you...
“Burn In hell!” Dipper screamed one last time before he passed out.
Burn...