A Human's Touch || BillFord (Gravity Falls)

Nightmare

A/N sorry the last chapter ending was kind of ass I was running out of ideas. Also TW for gore (decomposition mentions)

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[Ford POV]

Trying to keep him out of my body only made things worse. Everyday was a new nightmare, "Zom-Bills", my Post-It notes, Venomous Snakes, I tried to drive HIM crazy with us favorite cassette on loop forEVER until he can hate it but he retaliated by creating horrifying tapes of him using me... He even almost.. what I can only assume is trying to throw me off the roof ,but I woke up in time and .. maybe he didn't have the guts. What would S think of me now? I could really use his advice or unfunny jokes right about now.
Anyway the tapes didn't just stop there, he made Polaroid of the rest of the night, how far would he go.. I keep coughing up spiders, and I now have the start of a criminal record, a tattoo I would NEVER agree to, nails smacked into my hands, I look like I've been crucified! The nightmare only got worse though, later that same day he dragged my body to a pay phone, calling Stanley.. "Hey Brother, tomorrow in gonna swim in the frozen lake! You might not even see me ever again, come get me if you wanna say goodbye, by the by I just want you to I never loved you, buh-bye!" And he hangs up. I wanted to scream but I didn't have the air. I was in Agony until the dial tone played. The phone was out of order, and the message hasn't gone through.
"Aww Fordsy, look what you've made me do! Build my portal and maybe I'll leave Stan out of this" he smiles. I tried to steady my breathing "what.. what's wrong with you?!" I yelled. He caresses my ghostly form. "Aww, don't be like that Sixer. I only want you to fulfill your promise" he says trying to charm me again, but I'm not falling for it. "No! I won't, I can't! I can't let you hurt anyone, I'd rather die!" I pulled away from him. He scowls before shrugging "that can be arranged". My blood ran cold "don't you dare" I glared at him. He sighed and leaves my body alone. I take the chance to have it back. He materializes Infront of me as much as he can "I bet you'd listen to him" he growled. "wh.. don't.. you wouldn't" I muttered in disbelief. He shifted his form and I looked away. "Is this what you want Stanford? Look at me, I can do anything he can do!" He argued. "Why are you doing this to me?!" I yelled. "Just remember who you belong to. I can do so much more than this" He smirks and shifts into a reddish nightmare looking creature with lots of teeth and a large tongue, and dark sinister eyes. I could feel my pulse pick up. "Just leave me alone!" I tried to head for th shack but that stupid blue soup binding chain kept me from it and I fell face down. I grumbled and dusted myself off. "Don't forget, I'm in your head Fordsy, I can litterally control your mind, I can make you forgot your own name, erase memories at random, what do you wanna remember huh? Your own name? Your mother's face?" He smirked, shifting back into that devilish human-like form. "Quit the games, Cipher!" I crossed my arms. He scoffed "Oh yeah? Well consider this, maybe I already have tapped away some of your memories, it's not like you'll ever know" he laughs. "Just stay out of my head!" I yelled. "How about let's play a different game. Zip!" He snapped his fingers, clearly doing something ,but what?
"Go on Sixer, tell me your name" He smiles wide, even showing his gums. I roll my eyes "I don't know what you're playing at but that's simple, my name is-.. my name is.." wait. Wait ,wait. What's my name, why can't I remember my name?!
The demons laughs again and claps his hands. Suddenly it floods Into my mind "My name is Stanf—" with a snap of his fingers it's gone again. "Think about it Fordsy, I could rip away your own consciousness if I need to. Just turn on the portal and everything will be fine, unless you're ready to see what tomorrow's show has in store" he circles around me like a Vulture, watching my reaction. "I can't! I'll never listen to you, you ruined my life!" I hissed. His smile burned away and he disappeared like smoke on a dying flame. At this rate tings will just get worse and worse. There has to be something  else that can break out deal. Maybe if I can trap him in the portal he won't be able to enter my mind anymore. Regardless, I really, actually do need to talk to Stan.
I headed to my study and  grabbed a post ard I had been saving in my drawer for a while. What do I even say? I'm sorry? Please help me save the world, my ex is trying to kill me.
No, no, he wouldn't understand. Would he?
After hours of brainstorming I just scribbled "Please come -Ford". I mailed it myself and even locked my hands with metal cuffs that night just to make sure Bill couldn't interfere with this.
I'm such a fool. I wonder what Fiddleford would think if he saw me now. How can I fix what I've done? If I'm not drowning myself I'm coffee I'm being tortured by someone I thought was good for me, he wasn't just my god but.. he was my partner of sorts. Fiddleford was right, this job is going to kill me if I can't get help.
I'm gonna die alone in my basement and the only one who will know is that asshole demon! He'll probably puppeteer my corpse like a Marinette just for fun as well. I bed he'd enjoy watching the bugs feed on my skin.
All I can hope for is Stanley now.

A/N:

I'm sorry if this chapter is shit, I took a break for a week due to being busy and I sort of lost the flow of what I was doing here.
The thing with my legs is getting really bad and they're turning grey from the pain. And I'm so tired.

Sorry for spelling or autocorrect errors I feel like shit and I probably won't go back for it.