Don't Leave Me Alone... (Billdip)

The Mindscape

It's been a month. I might be going insane. Bill has an opinion on every little thing I do. He comments on everything, and it bugs the crap out of me. He knows it, too. When I sleep, he enters my dreams, still haunting me. Whatever I'm dreaming about, he interrupts it half way through and makes fun of me. I just can't-

"Mason Pines!" I hear, breaking my train of thought. I cringe, then raise my hand and say 'here'. The teacher wrote something on her clipboard, then continued on with other names.

'Hah, your teachers call you by your real name?' I hear. I've considered actually telling Ford, despite what might happen.

'You wouldn't do that. Not to me!' God, I hear the stupid grin that would be on his face.

'You know it!' I put my head down onto the desk and sigh. Why me? Why?

'Cause you're my favorite!' Oh, really?

'It's also because your sister has too many dumb songs constantly stuck in her head for me to possess her.' For once, I think I agree with Bill.

"You're not wrong." I mutter. Lately she's been humming a song that died five years ago. If Bill doesn't get to me, Mabel will.

'I swear, that's my one weakness.' Quickly followed by 'I mean, nothing. You didn't hear that.' I try hard to hold in my laughter. I then notice the teacher has been giving a lesson. I haven't heard a word of it.

"There will be a quiz on this, so I hope you're paying attention." Shoot. I look around and almost everyone is writing stuff down.

'Whoops.' The bell rings and everyone gets up. I grab my bag and walk out.

"This is just fantastic." I mutter under my breath.

'If it helps, I could assist you on the quiz?' I almost rolled my eyes.

"And what kind of insane thing would I have to do for that to happen?" I asked quietly. I open my locker and gather my stuff for my next class.

'You know me so well.' I rolled my eyes. Called it.

'You know, I can hear your thoughts just fine. No need to speak out loud.' Alright. I close my locker and get to my next class.

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I flopped face first onto my bed. School is terrible.

'Just wait for next year.' I groaned. 'Can I think of anything without you commenting on it?' I asked him.

'Nope.' I groaned again. I laid there for a good 20 seconds, then sat up and got out my laptop. I wasn't sure if I wanted to procrastinate or do homework, but I'll choose one.

'That's not a very effective strategy, Pinetree.' Shut up. I opened my laptop and entered my password. I cringed. My lock screen hasn't changed since I first got it. I hear him snickering. 'Don't even.' I say.

'I wasn't gonna say anything.' Uh huh, right. I roll my eyes and open google.

'Why don't you change it to a picture of me?' I roll my eyes again. 'Because I don't have a picture of you.' I say. 'Even if I did, I still wouldn't set it as my lockscreen.'

'So you would keep it and admire my beauty secretly?' I sighed. 'No offense, but I'm not attracted to doritos.' I say.

'How dare you, I'm so hurt.' There were fake sniffling sounds. 'If I put the background as a bag of doritos, will you stop fake crying?' I ask, giving up.

'Yes.' I sighed. I looked up 'doritos bag' and chose the first picture. I set it as my background and asked, 'Better now?'. There was silence for a moment.

'I love it.' I hear in a whispered tone. 'Does that mean you'll shut up for now?' I ask. I hear nothing, and take that as a yes. I start working on my school project, and keep working on it until 10:00 PM.

(I am aware that that's not that late, but he's 13. He probably still has a bedtime.)

I suddenly heard Bill laugh. It shook me out of my motivational state. 'What's so funny?'

'Nothing.' He responded almost immediately. I brushed it off and looked at the time. "Shoot-" I started. I plugged in my laptop and went to sleep.

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"Get up, Pinetree." I hear. I open my eyes and am immediately blinded by yellow glowing light. I shield my eyes and sit up. I open them slowly, and see a guy standing over me. He's tall, pale skinned, and well dressed. He's wearing a yellow tailcoat with a checkered pattern. The pants were also black, with tall black boots. He has yellow medium length hair that fades into black. Yellow, not blonde. He has a little top hat floating above his head. One of his eyes is covered by a black triangle shaped eyepatch, but when I saw the other eye, I knew exactly who it was.

"Bill?!" I asked. He grinned.

"Hey, Pinetree." I was in shock. I look around me. We're in some kind of forest, I think.

"That is technically true." He says, intruding my mind. He smirks, and leans on his black cane (Where did that come from?).

"We're in your mindscape, Pinetree." He says in a tone that insinuates I should've known.

"Why?" I ask, looking up at him. He's really bright, it feels like I'm looking at the sun. As if on command, he goes 'from burning my eyes' out to 'a normal human brightness'.

"Because I wanted to show you my new look." He says while smiling. If I didn't hate him with every fiber of my being, he would almost be kind of attractive. Almost.

"Aww, thanks!" I stand up. He's taller than me by a few inches. "Though, I do recall that you said you weren't attracted to me?" He smirks, and I blush from embarrassment.

"I said I wasn't attracted to doritos." I say, matter-of-factly.

"So you admit you like my new look?" I blush again.

"I didn't say that." I finally actually take in my surroundings. There are row trees on both sides, with doors in them. There's a blue sky above, filled with a small amount of scattered clouds. It goes on for quite a while, but in the distance I can see something else. A dark area. (Literally just imagine Willow's mind from The Owl House fading into the Upside Down from Stranger Things.) Bill chuckled randomly again. Then went serious.

"That over there is my mind. That means you stay out of there, got it?" I nodded. I didn't want to go there anyways.

"Good."