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Billdip- Hurting

More Bill getting bullied! Warning: blood, mentions about suicide, people being shamed for being different, bad language. 

Bill's POV:

It was another day at school. People bullying me, calling me a terrorist. You might think it's horrible or cruel, but the truth is, I'm used to it. Our dimension isn't very accepting of...our kind. Demons have to wear bracelets that prevent us from using our powers. Humans, Elves, and scariest of all, Angels reign supreme. Once a demon enters our dimension, you can never leave again. No Demon knows what happens when we leave, but I've heard the possibilities. The horrible, terrifying possibilities. 

"Hey, Cipher!" A familiar voice called behind me. One that I despised. I turned around, only to be met with June and her two boyfriends. She was a short, yet beautiful elf with long brown hair and evil emerald eyes. June was the prettiest, most popular girl in school. But don't let her looks deceive you, unless you have money, or you're an Angel, then she'll make your life a living hell. Her two boyfriends, Jack and Leo, are possibly the strongest, most fierce men you'll ever meet. I'd probably have a crush on them if they weren't June's minions.  "What do you want, June." I closed my eyes, preparing myself for what was about to come. Jack shoved me down to my knees, while Leo held me down. June grabbed my chin, pulling her pocket knife out and pushing it against my neck. "You know, we don't like demons." She said, her lips close to my ear. I looked around, trying to find somebody that could help. But nobody helps Demons, and that's the way it's always been. "I hope this helps you realize that you don't belong anywhere, Bill. All you are is a worthless little shit, that can't even defend yourself." She smiled, pushing the knife down harder and dragging it along my neck. A trail of blood leaked from my neck, getting all over my shirt and her hands. I leaned closer to her face, gently whispering in a soft tone. "I...I hope that you realize that you are nothing b...but a fake plastic bitch that hurts people to feel better about being a...a powerless, weak elf." I smirked, earning a hard slap on the cheek, she grabbed a chunk of my hair, shoving my face into the cold school floor. "No wonder you brother commited suicide, you're probably the goddamn reason." She let go of my hair, turning back to Jack and Leo. "See you tomorrow, fag boy." 

After school, I admittedly ran out of class and hid in the alleyway. I didn't want to see anybody, or have that happen again. Sadly, my only friend, Dipper came out and saw me. We met in fifth grade when I was being bullied and he stood up for me. Ever since, we've been best friends. Dipper gently placed his finger on my neck. "W...What happened to you...?" He whispered, now noticing the huge bruise on my cheek. I softly pushed him away and stood up, trying to get away from him. I wanted to be alone, and never see anybody again. "Nothing, just...go away, please." I whispered, but Dipper grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Bill, you know you can talk to me! I know what it's like-" 

"No, you don't!" I yelled, tearing up slightly. Nobody knew my pain, and I won't have anybody talking to me like they've been through worse. "Dipper, I've been bullied by kids since I was four years old! We've never had enough money, so we only eat two times a week. My mother died when I was six, and my father was taken to jail! And you want to know what that did for my family? Made the bullying worse. It got so bad for my oldest brother, Kill, that he committed suicide when he was just sixteen! I'm only seventeen, and I have to take care of Will by myself. He comes home everyday and cries on my shoulder for hours about how bad it's gotten. And then I have to act like everything is fine, just so Will doesn't have to start worrying about me. Do you know what that's like?" I whispered, tears falling from my eyes, mixing with the dried blood. Dipper's eyes softened. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. "B-Bill...I'm so..."

Dipper wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. He rubbed my back through my shirt, helping me relax. "I...I'm so sorry..." He finished, looking me in the eyes. "Why didn't you tell me about this...?" Dipper rubbed my cheek. His touch was so gentle, so soft, it made it seem like he...loved me. "I...I didn't want to worry you, I-I'm really sorry, Dipper..." I cried onto his shoulder. He sighed sadly, holding me closer. 

"Just please...tell me whenever you need help...I'll be there."