I woke up in darkness. Where was I again?
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Bill's place. My eyes felt dry and heavy. I did sleep but crying myself to sleep wasn't really peaceful.
I heard a knock. " Come in." I say.
" Hey hun." He said. At least he knocked even though it didn't matter if I said come in or not. "Hi." I reply upset. "Why the frown?" he asks coming to sit on the bed between my ribs and hip (you know the dip in the hourglass figure) " I don't maybe because I was kidnapped, bound in the bed of BILL FREAKING CIPHER'S home, and have no clue when I will die or see the light of day ever again." I say feeling tears start. No, I won't show my emotion. I need to stop.He looked at me a little frustrated, but then pity. "Don't be like that hun, I won't hurt you." It was sounded truly genuine so I relaxed a bit in my position. My stomach made an inaudible growl. I was getting hungry. " Do you have any food around here?" I asked. "Sort of. Why hun what do you want?" he asked a bit curious. I thought about it. Something I really craved for breakfast? " How about some pancakes with a side of fresh strawberries and pineapple?" there was something I hadn't had for maybe a decade or so. And with that he snapped his fingers and a cute heart themed silver tray had my request on it I sat up the covers falling off my shoulder. I guess I didn't notice how comfortable the blankets were until they were gone. I shivered a bit. Noticing, Bill snapped his fingers and another blanket appeared, which he wrapped around my shoulders.
I placed the food tray on my lap and looked at my food. It was perfect. There was even a saucer which held fresh, hot syrup, which I had forgotten to mention. How thoughtful of him. Since I had sat up Bill was closer to my oddly comfortable shackled legs. I pretty much dumped the syrup out of the saucer on to my pancakes, and pushed my long caramel hair back. I grabbed my silverware, also heart themed, and grabbed my blunt knife and fork. I took a bite. "This. Is. Amazing." I say chewing my food. "Glad you think so hun." He replied amusement lingering in his voice. He was staring at mw intently watching me and my every move. Then he stared at my face. I was squirming uncomfortable, but continued to consume my delectable breakfast. Finally he did something. He leaned over took his thumb and put it by my lips. "What are you-" "You have syrup on your face." "Oh." I blushed in embarrassment. Trying to switch the subject, I say "Are you hungry?" He looked at me funnily." No not really. Why?" Grinning I answer " You should try this. It tastes delicious." " No thanks hun." "Are you sure~" I asked. He paused a moment falsely pretending to contemplate it. " Yeah hun I am sure." I deemed his argument invalid and so I took my fork and stabbed a piece of pancake on. I looked at him watching me. " Can you come closer to me?" I ask. He had know clue. "Sure hun, but why?" He asked. How do I pull this off? He isn't a 13 year old. Going the direct way I used my hand that wasn't holding the fork open and grabbed his lower jaw. He looked at me surprised and was trying to get away, but I put the fork in to his mouth. "Don't ev-" but he had pancake in his mouth. " Doesn't that taste great?" I say innocently. He looked at me, his eye showing anger melting in to mischief. "Yes, I must admit magic is great hun. " I was scared. He was taking this quite well for having food shoved in to his mouth. He staying next to me and wasn't moving further, he was moving closer. I noticed my food tray was gone so it was just me and him on the bed, my legs still bound. I blushed a deep red. "B-bill? What are you doing?" I ask scared of the answer. "I am just returning the favor hun." He grinned. I gulped.
(A/N) I bet you won't guess what happens next!!! Such an evil cliff hanger. Muhahaha. So evil. Just a little side note. I probably won't update daily. I just happen to be sick.
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I can be more (Human Bill Cipher x OC)
FanfictionI know a lot more than you think. I know how to make you have trouble hating me. I can be more than cold and heartless. I didn't have to be the bad guy, but you looked at me with those eyes. I want you to be mine and you want me to make you mine.