Welcome to the Deep End [An AU BillDip]

Chapter 35

(A/N Wrote this in third person. Tell me which you prefer. First, or third? I found it much easier writing in third, so... Heheh.)

The auburn-haired female leaned against the railing of the ship, her elbows folded as she rested her weight on the golden rail. Her eyes glazed over the moonlit waters, watching the roll of the waves. A cool ocean breeze blew her hair astray, leaving a refreshened face free of stress or worry. Her cheeks were rosy, the cold winds caressing her bare face.

She had arrived too early, her workload was lighter than expected. The girl was waiting to meet an individual that caught her eyes. Not exactly a love interest, but someone that was like her— someone that was normal.

She always felt out of it ever since Bill tossed her away, no one treated her as if she belonged. She was hopelessly miserable and had given up on ever returning home. That was until a pair of twins, both possessing a scaled tail and link with the sea appeared. One entranced with the captain, and the other bound in a fishermen's net.

Wendy hadn't been present to witness the supernatural concept called sirens that identified the twins, but she did know about Dipper's lost memories. She had heard rumours through casual eavesdropping and sneaking around the ship at night.

Bill had sworn anyone that knew into a pact of secrecy and if anyone spilled the secret, he would personally end them.

However, the redhead decided she was going to tell him, no matter what. She hadn't told him earlier in the day, because of Bill, eyeing them suspiciously. Dipper hadn't noticed, but she did. She had very keen instincts and possessed various survival skills.

Her rates for survival and adaptability is what caught Bill's attention. He must've saw a kindred spirit in her at the time.

He was stocking up on supplies, celebrating their latest, successful plunder with his crew in her parents local tavern. When they met, it was just as strangers. Bill could see the potential in her the moment they made eye contact.
Bill made the first move, as usual, flashing the most charming grins he could conjure.

They bantered back and forth, trying to outwit each other in casual wordplay.

Eventually they became infatuated with each other, and the day Bill asked her to sail with him she agreed wholeheartedly.

Far away from where she lived, at least months away from her little harbour is when the pair ran into complications.

Wendy wouldn't kill or harm others.

She had a sense of justice, and a laid-back personality. Both not mixing well with Bill's violent, manipulative personality.

However, the captain was lenient with her, the same as Dipper, but he couldn't seem to sway her to the path of evil.

That was when he decided she wasn't worth his time, he couldn't have anymore of her goody-goody act. She was lazy, incompetent, and a general nuisance altogether. Or at least, that's what Bill thought.

Wendy was moved down in the ranks to swabby, Bill had disowned the redhead to work the rest of her days cleaning the ship with a shabby mop.

The girl protested, heartbroken and angered. The captain didn't care though, he closed off his heart for what seemed eternal.

Wendy worked diligently, with no promise to return home, all she could hope was to get back onto Bill's good side, and he'd take her home to her family.