Warning! Sexual harassment. You have been warned...
Dipper's POV:
Oliver pinned me to the wall, his warm breath reflecting off my neck. His crooked grin made me shiver. He trailed his hands up my waist, then landed on my neck. "I told you not to disobey me, Dipper..." Oliver warned, his lips pressing against my neck. "S-Stop..." I murmured and turned my head away, but that just made him even more angry. The rage in his eyes was cold and heartless, as if he didn't care if he hurt me, or even killed me. Oliver bit down on my neck, making me squeak out in pain. His hand covered my mouth, shoving two fingers inside. "Remember, every time you make a sound, I bite down harder. I bite down until I bite off your skin." Oliver chuckled and kissed my neck, groping me.
"I-I told you that I don't love you!" I grunted, trying to shove him away. It didn't help that he was way more stronger than me. "I-I'm not your boyfriend, and that's f-final!" I screamed, hoping anybody could hear me. I just needed somebody. Somebody that would help me and get me out of this hell hole. Oliver perked up his head, looking down at me with a mischievous grin. "Oh Dipper, don't you remember our deal? You told me that you would do anything for somebody to be your friend. You never specified how you wanted them to treat you. And guess what?" Oliver groaned in my ear. I whimpered, feeling helpless. I just wanted him to leave me alone. I wouldn't mind if he killed me. Tears started to fill my eyes. "W-What...?"
"I'm that friend. You are stuck with me until the day you die. You are stuck with my 'love' until you die." Oliver held up a purple chain that connected our wrists together. He leaned back down to bite my neck again, until somebody grabbed him by the hair and slammed him against the wall.
Bill Cipher had grabbed Oliver by the hair and held him against the wall, a knife burying into his neck. "Break the god damn curse." Bill whispered, his eyes glowing a soft gold. "Let me go, Bill. Or...I-I'll..." Oliver looked around, trying to think of a threatening phrase. Bill slammed Oliver's head into the wall, blood dripping down the back of his head slowly, then onto the ground. "I said break the curse, god dammit!" Bill yelled at Oliver. "Y-Yup! You got that, boss!" He laughed nervously and waved his hand, making the tight chain around my wrists disappear. Bill walked up to me, wiping the blood of my neck. His touch was so nice and gentle, something I'd never experienced before. Bill looked down at me with a warm smile, grabbing my hand. "How about you come over to my house and we talk?" Bill wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. Normally I hate people touching me, but there was just something about him. Something that made me feel...
Safe.
The picture above is my drawing of Bill :3
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