Foster Girl ★ ( Dipper x Reader )

Chapter 30

                     Last Time....

I laughed; myself completely intoxicated with alcohol. Everyone was making out, and Dipper left a little while ago. I shrugged, as I felt someone tug onto me. I saw blonde hair, and heard a laugh. All I remember before blacking out was that I was kissing someone.
Both of us drunk.

I was kissing Bill Cipher.

Your Perspective

I woke up, asleep on the stairs cuddling with someone. "Hm?" I mumbled confused.

Was it Dipper?

I glanced up, seeing the most horrifying thing ever. Bill Cipher, arms around me, his neck and lips having stains of my dark red lipstick. I kept quiet, remembering everything that happened.

Last night

Bill and I danced with one another, in sync. Our eyes didn't move from one another. Both of us were drunk, we wouldn't do anything like be near one another if we weren't. He moved closer to me until I felt his hot breath on my neck.

He moved to my lips and we finally kissed. His breath was like mints, his lips very soft. I wrapped my arms around his neck, not in a strangling  way, oddly. He held my hips, locking mine on his.

I blushed, kissing him back as he pressed me against the wall. He made his way down to my neck, giving me a hickey. Multiple actually. He kissed my collar bone, myself slightly moaning. I don't think any of us resized what we were doing, or why.

I saw Dipper walk out the door out of the corner of my eye, Wendy following. I think that's why I let Bill kiss me. But why did I like it.

Present Time.

I kept quiet, shutting my eyes hopping up wake up and realize it was all just a dream. I heard a slight yawn, oh god Bill was awake.

"Y/n...." He looked at me as I opened my eyes. His eyes widened when he realized what was happening. "A-ah!" He said as I covered his mouth. "Upstairs. Now." I whispered as we silently walked upstairs.

"They will never let it go if they see me like this, see that I kissed...you..." I said crossing my arms as Bill sat on my bed.

"I'm not that bad. But I agree."

"Yes you are!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Okay okay. Y/n, let's just talk about this." He sighed putting his head in his hands. "We didn't do anything else, correct?" He said glancing at me through his hands.

"Fuck let's hope not!" I said running to the bathroom, Bill snapping his fingers handing me a Pregnancy test.

5 minutes later.

"Okay okay I'm not pregnant." I said.

He sighed with relief. "Thank god! If you where, according to demon laws I would have to marry you!"

My eyes widened as I almost let out a piercing scream at the thought. I set down the test as I sighed. "Let's just pretend this never happened and we don't have to see one another again."

"Yep." He nodded awkwardly.

I turned around. "Okay just go and fix yourself then leave. If anyone asks, you uh left your phone or something."

"Yeah." He said as I heard him fall multiple times.

"God damn it bill. Pull your life together."

"That's what I'm trying to do!" He said getting up and walking out.

"Thank you." I sighed as I fixed how I looked. My hair was slightly messy, hickeys all over my neck, and my lipstick smeared.

"Fuck my life." I cried out as I took a shower.

20 decent shower minutes later. So yeah, like an hour. Who in the fuck can take 20 minute showers. Fuck you people.

I got out and dried myself off, putting my hair in a bun and getting dressed in a sweater and skinny jeans. It was one of those fashion sweaters, dark red with a silver tree on it saying it's not Halloween you fuckbags. It's Christmas, then Dickmas. Enjoy it.

I don't know where in the fuck Pacifica found that.

But thank you.

I sighed as I put on a matching scarf to it, to hid my neck. Pacifica barged in, Number two and Three as well, all wearing the same sweater in their own colors. "Good, you get the message." She nodded.

"Y-yep." I said nervously. God please don't say anything about the scarf. She glanced at my scarf, but shrugged. "Come on girls. Let's go." She said snapping her fingers as I glanced at my phone. "I'll meet you." I said as I threw out the test, covering my garbage with it. I then grabbed my phone and walked to them.

Let's just hope they don't look in there.

But still.

There was a chance I had to marry Bill.

Bill Cipher, the man who seemed to hate me the most.

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