Earn Forgiveness ~ Gravity Falls / Billpov

Exhausting. (3)

The warm rays of sun fell over Bill's face.
The day was brighter than ever, the sun started to hurt his eyes, he could feel it against his eyelid.

Bill winked twice before starting to see correctly.

the sensation of waking up for the first time wasn't bad.

he felt a little better than yesterday anyway so it wasnt so terrible loosing the time of the night he would of had taken advantage of if he was in his natural form.

as soon as he sat up on his bed, he noticed he drooled while sleeping, wich made him gross out.

deciding to ignore that, he got up and started walking out.

while his feet could feel the warm of the shack, he noticed how his weakness was a little lighter. he didnt shake as much as the first day by the slight weight of his body. still, he wasnt getting used to be a human.

being about to leave the room, his feet got stuck in the door's corner, making him trip.

he was fast enough to use his hands, but the pain that that little fall gave to him was shocking him.

Why did this hurt so much? Is this how actuall pain feels?

he had questions, but while he was cussing his guts out, someone watched his fall from a slight distance.

Mabel. who just got up, hugging a pillow with the face of some cartoonish man, observed him tripping on his own feet. opening a slight injury on his knee, making him bleed.

M-"You can bleed??"

She asked a little confused.

Bills face turned over to Mabel in a slight surprise noticing how the little one saw everything. than fastly looked at his knee. he noticed after all it wasnt really a small fall, there was actuall blood dripping down his knee.

B-"I-i guess so."

his voice a little shaky from the pain of the fall, getting up back again.

M-"Let's go down, I have a lot of bandaids turned into stickers you can use!"

Once downstairs, everyone was having breakfast. some weird music about blanching and living In a mansion was playing, wich he didnt play much attention.
as soon as Soos saw Bill's knee, he asked;

Soos-"damn dude, what happened to you?"

Making everyone's faces turn into Bill. thing he was starting to despise.

M-" You had to see him Soos! he fell pretty hard! it was hilarious how many curse words he said. I didn't even know there was so many!"

Ford cutted Mabel's conversation with soos.

F-"Mabel, go put something on his knee before it gets the floor dirty."

Bill was embarrassed that the first time they slightly interacted between eachother in some months was because his legs were bleeding by a stupid fall. but he just stayed silent, observing him.

after breakfast, the mystery shack started its usual routine.

the day felt longer than any day of the past week for Bill. They actually had no mercy over him. his work hours were from 9 am to 7 pm, only allowing him to rest in his "lunch time" and having to behave with stupid customers who seemed to be mad at existence.

Ford noticed him supporting his body against a shelter, he could feel how tired he was from meters away.

he needed a reason to confront him. seeing his old muse still made him rage after all he did. he wanted to have a reason to punch him. to make him suffer at least a little bit more.

he got slightly closer and the only eye Bill used opened wide to the sound of steps.

when he noticed it was Ford he started to feel nervous. it was embarrasing to meet again one of the dudes who got you in a mess multiples times. specially after him watching your fail for a single mistake of miscounting fingers.

F-"...what are you doing? your shift hasn't ended. you still have 30 minutes."

Forcing his voice out and his mouth to move, Bill answered.

B-"i-... I tough I could rest a little while there wasnt customers here."

F-"you tought wrong. you gotta win your stay in here."

Bill was starting to get a little frustrate. he knew he should stay silent in situations like this, but for a God who always used to act in front of creatures trying to get a reaction out of him, it was kind of hard to stay in place.

He got up, cussing Ford out in his thoughts.

Ford wasn't happy.
he needed to get in his nerves. Fastly, trying to remember something that could hurt Bill in some kind of way, he remembered how he talked about his parents.

how his expressions dropped when the theme was even mentioned.

how his head would go down with his eyes. trying to contain his feelings.

and he knew that could get him.

F-"....your parents didn't teach you how to gain things by yourself with work, huh?"

Bill stopped

He stayed in place.

turned his head a little bit and with his wide eye open looked trough Fords soul.

B-"..what?"

F-"You're lazy. killing your parents is not an excuse for you to act like you can't wor-"

Bill landed above Ford. His fist was closed and with the little strength the had he started to punch Fords face as hard as possible.

he felt rage. who the fuck did he think he was to talk about his parents? what did he knew?

B-"DONT YOU EVER-"

while Bill was trying to punch him, Ford couldn't do more than to chuckle. he was was too weak to even cause actuall damage.

he grabbed Bill's leg, turning him around and pushing him against the floor.

This time, Ford punching him.
Ford's hits actually hurted. While Bill tried to cover his face, he could still feel unbereable pain.

Little tears started to run down his cheecks. Embarrassment filled his face when he realized this. he just wanted to be swallowed whole by the earth right there.

His arms hurted so much with just a few punches from Ford that he just couldn't keep them up.

Ford knew when to stop, he was slightly surprised when he saw Bill drop some tears, but that didn't stop him from punching him twice on the face before standing up.

F-"..you're such a crybaby."

he said before walking away outside the shack.

his nose slightly bleeded. he turned to the side covering his face. he actually wanted to hide and never come back. it was just the second day at the place and he already felt like this.

Bill chuckled out of rage.
the feeling of needing to do something and not being able to was killing him. he was nervously shaking. with the last strength he had he got up and went upstairs to his room before anyone saw him.

He trembled down on his knees right after closing the door. biting his lip till it bleed while trying his best not to cry.

he needed to rest. he definely did.

Bill waited some minutes in his room, hugging his knees and pressing them against his chest, while he breathed uncontrollably.

he needed to calm down.

his heart was pounding way too fast, his breath was almost matching its energy.

after keeping the position for 20 minutes, he started to relax. he could control himself more now, and his heart pace started to go to normal back again.

it was a long day.