4 Bella & Dipper

part 7

We arrived to the pizzeria and he parked in the back. He turned the car off and leaned back into the seat. He turned his head to look at me.
"Why so quiet?" He asked.
"I don't know." I replied, "it's not even time for shift yet."
He looked at the clock, noticing it was only 11pm.
"Oh, shit. My bad." He laughed again. He opened the door and got in the back to lay down.
"I'm so hungry." He said, licking his lips and tapping his stomach.
"You should have told me before we got here. I would have made some food."
He laughed again, catching on to what he meant made me scoff.
He sat up and grabbed my arm.
"I'm bored and lonely back here, y/n." He smiled.
"I'm not in the mood right now, Bonnie. I'm tired." He softened his smile and pulled me to get into the backseat.
I sat between his legs and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He set his head on my shoulder.
I took a moment to glace at his bag, he didn't zip it and something inside shined from the factory lights.
"Why can't I know what's in your bag?" I asked.
"Why do you want to know?" He said kissing my cheek.
"I'm curious, I want to know more about you." I answered, pushing my face closer to his lips.
He sighed, and reached for the bag. Pulling it up beside him, he opened it up and pulled out a gun. My heart sank but I tried my best not to react. He tilted his head looking at me, while holding the gun.
"It's not loaded, dear." He said. "Not unless it has to be." He set it on my lap. He reached in again, pulled out a knife, and another smaller gun. Setting them all on my lap he continued to reach in and set things on my lap. Mostly tools used for probably murder, guns, knifes, rope, pills. He got the the last knife, it was really small, a dagger. He grabbed my hand and faced it up open. Dragging the knife softly across my palm, not scratching but enough to scare me a bit. He set it in my hand with his on top.
"You can keep it, just incase." I held the small dagger in my hand, looking at the reflection it gave of my face. I liked it, it was cute. I put it in my bra to keep it safer. He reached his hand back in the bag, looking to see if anything else was inside. He laughed when he pulled out even more condoms, looking at me and setting them back inside. He started putting everything back, sliding some across my thigh when he picked them up. After, he zipped his bag back up and went to put it on the ground again.
"Wait-" I stopped him. "What about the front pocket?"
He smiled and blushed. He opened it up and pulled out photographs. Only 3, all from the same camera. He wrapped his arms around me and set his head on my shoulder, holding the photos up for us to see.
"This is my crew, the people I work with." He said about the first photo. "Me, Freddy, Chika, Foxy, and Wil." He kept his finger on Wil, hesitating before putting it in the back of the pile revealing the one behind it.
"Me Freddy and Chika, before Foxy had joined." I looked at the photograph, he looked younger and really happy, he was in the middle with his arms around Chika and Freddy. Chika was shorter then the boys, looked taller then me, though. She had short, curly blonde hair and a sun dress, she was making a peace sign. Freddy was tall, too. His hair was dark and long, he had his arms crossed and he was only smiling while the others were laughing.
Bonnie pointed to Chika. "She's my ex, now. She refuses to take jobs with me, and makes a fuss when we have to clean up together." He didn't sound bummed, but it still made me a little jealous. Bonnie wasn't my lover, or anything more then maybe friends with benefits, but I wanted him to be. He kissed my cheek. "Don't get jealous, I left her." He reassured, as if he read my mind. He put the photo in the back, revealing the last one.

It was of me.. in the office, when I had just walked in. I remember, it's of me turning the monitor on. I looked good in the cameras filter, I see why he kept it. My hair flowed smoothly and I had a small smile.
"Oh look, it's that pretty girl I met last night." He teased. I giggled at his comment, holding the photograph to get a better look.
"How did you take this? I didn't even see you, that was the hallway I went down."
"I can show you when we get inside, later." I nodded as he put the photos back into his bag. My phone lit up in the front seat, we both looked at it. I reached to grab it, he released his grip on my waist for me to get closer. I layed back onto him when I picked it up. I got a message from an unknown number.
"Hey, girl. Look familiar?" It read, followed by a photo of my car. Bonnie grabbed my phone to look closer.
"Shit." He said, worried. He picked me up and set me beside him, he grabbed a knife from his bag.
"Don't get out, stay here and don't make a sound."
"Bonn-" I attempted, he silenced me with his hand and kissed my cheek.
"Listen and trust me, y/n." He kissed my lips and got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. I heard him speak, but it was too muffled to understand. I heard other voices, from farther away. A thud from behind me startled me, I saw hands on the glass but nothing more. I backed up and layed down, staring at the hands on the glass. A girls voice emitted from the figure, it sounded like "we've known where you been." But I could be wrong. the hands disappeared. I exhaled my fear. I heard footsteps on the roof, they were on the car. Panicked, I reached for his bag grabbing the smallest gun inside and shoving it in my pocket. The car roof dented and I heard the person land on the ground. The voices got more distant. I pressed my face against the glass on the opposite side to see if I could glance anyone. I didn't see much, no movement. I took my chance to quietly open the door and step out, hiding behind the tire. I could hear them more now, but they were still far.
"You missed work, we did everything." Said a deep voice.
"Ya really abandoned yer crew fo some scummy gurl, lad." Said another, with a strong ascent.
"I cleaned up all alone, it was so much work." Cried a girl.
Was it his crew? Why would his crew be mad about that? And why did he have to take a weapon..
"She's not a scummy girl, Foxy. She's ah lass," Bonnie said mocking his accent. Foxy scoffed. "And she helped me escape danger for all of us last night. I came in this afternoon, and I talked to Wil." He finished. They all gasped.
"It doesn't change the fact that you screwed us over with all of the work." The deep voice said again.
"Ya still got us all in trouble, ya owe us some big work."
"Okay, okay. I will, I'll do extra cleanup tonight."
"Yeah right." The girl said, whining. "I wouldn't want to work with ya, even more after ya abandoned me yesterday!" She had a small ascent like Foxy, but easier to understand.
"I say lad, ya take care of that little wee girl and ya cut her off." Foxy said.
"No way, your point is invalid redhead." Bonnie fought back.
"I agree! I say ya cut her throat." The girl whined again.
"Chika, don't be jealous now." Bonnie laughed. She gasped and I heard footsteps coming closer. She got onto the car, panicked I forced myself lower to the ground. She sat on the roof of my car.
"I wouldn't kill her if I had the world in my hands. You guys are full of yourself. Use your skills on someone more important then my girl." Bonnie said, using a lot of attitude. Him calling me his girl made my stomach flare, I covered my mouth and smiled.
"Then we'll take it out on you. Chika! Get the stuff. Foxy keep him still."
I heard a grunt from Bonnie, it sounded painful.
Footsteps drew near, the car door opened.
"Now where is she?" The deep voice said.
"She's not there??" Chika asked, sounding nervous.
She jumped off the car Infront of me. My heart jumped, causing a gasp. she turned around slowly and smiled at me.
"Ah, looks like I found our company, Freddy." She lunged at me and I moved out of the way, she hit her head on the car. Holding her head, she growled at me. I grabbed the gun from my pocket and held it beside me. Freddie came out of the car, he glared at me.
"Come here, doll." He said slowly. I continued backing up.
"Y/N!" Bonnie yelled, grabbing my attention. Foxy had a sharp hook around his neck.
"Ay, don't be distractin the show lad, just watch as they tear her apart." The red haired boy said. Bonnie grabbed onto the hook, panting and staring at me worried.
I turned my attention back at the others. Freddy had started walking closer to me, Chika was sitting on the car again watching, holding her head.
I pulled the gun Infront of me, aiming it at Freddy.
"Y/N NO" Bonnie screamed again, resulting in a grunt of Foxy pushing the hook against his neck.
"You don't even know how to use that thing. Hand it over, you won't hurt anyone." Said Freddy.
I refused to let it go, I aimed it at his chest, he kept getting closer as I backed up. I hit the other buildings wall, I was cornered. Freddy charged at me, he grabbed the gun and threw it to the side. He pushed my hands against the wall roughly, as he restricted my every move. Chika started giggling. She got off the car and skipped over to us. She went between Freddy's arms to get closer to me.
"So cute! Such a shame." She giggled, pulling a knife from her dress pocket. She pushed my head up and pressed the knife against my neck. Freddy laughed, setting his head on Chikas.
"You had a fun time, didn't you." He laughed, staring at my neck. Remembering Bonnie had marked me, embarrassed trying to hide my neck but restricted by the knife.
"Oi ya dobber!" Without hesitating Chika went out from under Freddy's arms and starting walking to Bonnie and Foxy. Bonnie had gotten out of the grip. Freddy got distracted, he was less tight on my wrists and looked at the scene, I took the advantage to kick him as hard as I could in the chest. It caused him to fly back grasping his chest, panting and grunting. I grabbed the knife I put in my bra and started running to Chika. She turned around and held her own knife out. I pulled out mine as well. Hers was much bigger.
"What do ya expect to do with that? Poke me?" She giggled and came closer. I ran under her arm and kicked her back. She fell to the ground and quickly turned around to get up. I put my knees around her legs and grabbed her knife to throw it.
"Ya bitch! That was my good one." She grabbed my neck tightly, struggling to breathe I lifted my arm and shoved the small dagger into her side. She let out a scream, not loud enough to cause attention from nearby people or workers. Her hand went loose and grabbed onto the dagger inside her. I stood up and held my face.
I can't believe I did that, oh my god I'm a horrible person.
Freddy lifted his head up at the sound. He looked extremely angry. He started running towards us. I turned around and ran to Bonnie who was panting after pushing Foxy to the ground.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side of the building away from the others.
"I told you to stay in the fucking car." He said, he was extremely mad, it scared me.
"I couldn't.." I tried staying bold not to cry. He pushed me against the wall.
"You could have gotten killed. You're such an idiot." He slapped my face, it stung and sent tears instantly down my cheek. I couldn't make eye contact. I looked down in shame.
"Don't disobey me again, y/n." He said, using the rest of the anger he had.
"I'm sorry.." I sobbed out. He set his hand on my head and pushed it into his chest. He let out a deep breath and hugged me.
"Your shift starts soon, please go inside and stay safe. I'll be there I promise, they won't hurt me even if they say they do." He whispered, hearing his calm voice made my tears slowly stop. He hugged me tighter. "Just calm down right here for a moment, do not move unless you're going inside." He handed me his phone. "And use this to text your phone. your phone fell out of your pocket when Freddy had you against the wall. I'll get it and communicate with you through there." He lifted my head to kiss me and noticed my neck.
"Fuck.." he thought for a moment. Blushing at the fact he marked it so much. He took off a sweatshirt tied around his waist and gave it to me.
"Slouch if you need to, don't let those janitors see your neck." He kissed my cheek. And wiped my dried tears away. He combed my hair with his fingers and finally turned away back around the building. Holding his hoodie, I sat on the ground. I turned on his phone, it was 11:50pm. His lock screen was black, I could see my face in the reflection. He didn't have a passcode so I opened his phone. It opened straight to the message app. Hesitating, I closed out of the app. Curiosity took over.
I stared at his home screen, confused and flattered.
It was a photo of me.
But how did he get it?
I decided not to search his phone, I turned it off and put his hoodie on. It smelt like him, it made me feel so safe. I scrunched the hoodie up to hide my neck more and walked to the front of the building.
The janitors had just opened the doors to leave, I got there before they did.
"Good to see you come in. Ah, the boss said you used way to much power last night, and he's putting you on a warning. Don't keep your door locked all night."
"I apologize, I didn't know." I walked into the building. I ran down the hall and into the office. I felt safer in there. The room was more cleaner now. The trashcan was still full. I could see a glimpse of my f/c bra inside, and Bonnie's used condom. What an idiot, forgetting to take care of it.
I sat in the chair and pulled my knees to my head. Tired and stressed, I closed my eyes. Drifting almost to sleep.
Before, I picked up his phone and texted my number, just incase. I put my legs down and set my head on the cold desk. It felt good against my face. I pulled the hood of the sweatshirt into my face. I was scared and his scent calmed me.