BillDip One-Shots

WillDip - I'm So Sorry

[WARNING] KINDA SUICIDAL IN THE BEGINNING

Whimpers and tears came from the demon in the basement. Will's neck and ankles were in shackles chained to the ground and wall. He heard a door creak and whimpered more.

"Stop making that pathetic sound, Will." Dipper Gleeful spoke with a cold emotion. "You call yourself a demon. Hmph. It would be better if you were dead, now would it?" He said without thinking.

"Then let it happen."

The brunette was taken back by that response. His eyes widen, but it then turned into anger, "What was that?"

Will lifted his head, showing his bloodshot eyes and tear-stained cheeks, "Then just kill me already!! That's what you want right!? It would be better if I was dead!! Go ahead then!!"

SMACK!

Will's confident side disappeared as a red handprint stung his cheek. Tears started to fall again more rapidly this time. He lowered his head.

"NEVER TALK TO YOUR MASTER LIKE THAT, YOU PATHETIC WHELP!" Dipper's voice nearly deafened Will's ears. His eyes glowed teal with anger. He took a deep breath and calmed down a bit. "Fine. If you wish to die, then so be it. You're just lucky it's late right now. Tomorrow, the whole day is just you, me, and torture. Heh. Killing you with my own hands. Hmm, that's a wonderful idea!"

Dipper turned around and went out of the basement, ignoring the whimpers. But before he shut the door, he thought he heard a thud, but that was just probably Will doing to sleep.

Mabel was staying out late, as well as their great uncles. Dipper had the whole place to himself. He walked pass Will's room, but then stopped. Then an idea popped in his head.

'I wonder if the weakling has a journal, or a diary of some sort. I might humiliate him during his dying breath~.'

Dipper went inside the medium sized room with a single blue bed, a desk, an office chair, and light blue curtains. He walked over to the desk and turned on the lamp. A book with a light blue cover and a closed eye with a scar going through it was placed on the center of the desk. The brunette smirked. Too easy. He turned to a random page.

Master was mad again. I was a little off with tonight's performance. I'm not sure if I can handle this much longer. I want to see Master at least satisfied with me. I guess that'll never happen. No matter! I can't give up.

'Much longer? What does he mean by that?' Dipper can feel his heart grow heavy and it was getting kind of hard to breathe. He turned to the next page.

Brother was right! He's always right! Why didn't I listen!? Master's words were true! I am a pathetic excuse for a demon! I don't deserve to be alive! I should've followed Bill to demon training. If I did, I wouldn't be this...