Blood shed, soft bed (18)

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I sat there
"Let's play~"
I watched her pull out many things like leashes and whips and other stuff. I had a bad feeling in my stomach when she pulled out a gag.
"Hey silv..."
"Yeah?"
"I...I don't think I wanna do this..." I THOUGHT ABOUT BILL ((You guys thought about what was already gonna FUCKEN happen in this chapter so fuck you for ruining it for yourself)) ((btw I sound mad but I'm not))
She looked at me "Excuse me?"
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you I have a boyfriend..."
"You're gay?! HA! I should have known! Your faggot ass was gay!!!" She laughed looking pissed
"Please don't call me that." I grilled and put some clean cloths on since my shit was in the room.
"Why not?! It's true!!!" She laughed "You're gay and I should have known!!!"
I growled "Please stop insulting me." I had a picture of bill in my pocket and I almost shed a tear. I put it back so she won't see.
"Why did I even try to have sex with you?! Wait! It was you who came into me! Oh I'm so hot even a gay guy came into me!"
"Shut up!" I yelled and grabbed my stuff.
"Why should I?!"
"Because you are being a bitch!" I froze. I've never called a girl a bitch before.
"Excuse me?! At least I'm not a faggot!"
"What's so wrong with being gay huh?!"
" a lot it's not normal!" ((My mums words not mine))
"What do you mean it's not normal?! It's love! Fuck off!" I yelled
She got up and looked me straight in the eyes.
"You're going to die in hell!"
I felt the anger rush up in my whole body. I was so angry at her. I didn't mean too... I swear i didn't! What have I become?!
-Timeskip-
I lay there on my bed. I feel the blood getting dry and crusty but it's fresh so a lot of it is sticky. I feel a year shed down my cheek. Why was I crying? Why did that one year flow down. I wasn't crying or anything it just flowed. My face stings as my cloths are ripped with claw marks. Am I gonna bleed to death. God I hope I do. I'm not bleeding as much... Not as much as she is...
I lay there still as a rock. In horror of what I just did. I killed Silveline. I killed her...
-Memory of what happened-
"DONT TOUCH ME!" I yelled
"THEN STOP BEING A FUCKING BABY!" She pushed me onto a table so hard it broke and got wood chips in my back. I grabbed a knife and held it to her throat "Don't you dare!" I pushed it onto her throat
"Make fun of him!"
She clawed my face "AH!" I yelled she pushed me against the wall and clawed me more. She grabbed the whip and hit me with it "Be a good boy, will ya?" I pushed her off as the knife greeted her heart.
"Go to hell!" I whispered in her ear and let her go.
-real life-
The memory sent chills up my spine but that's all I could think of. I killed her... I actually took her life.
I got up as blood dripped from my face and back as my welts stung me. I walked over to her bathroom. I stripped of my cloths and walked into the shower. I turned on the water and it made my welts sting more. "Ahhh!" I cried in pain as the water was hot but I took it. I thought to myself "They're gonna hear you!" What did she mean!!? Still! What... Did... She... Mean?

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