Some Sunny Day (Bill x Reader)

Chapter 15

You decided to sit up and stay awake, but you were still wrapped up in a blanket. You prepared yourself to be mad at whoever did this to you but you noticed that the door to your containment unit was open. They must have left it that way when they gave you the blanket. You thought fast as you climbed through it and looked for a place to hide. You saw a doorway to a broken down portal and ran through it, hiding behind a giant piece of debris from the portal. You waited quietly, still wrapped up in your blanket. You heard a familiar voice curse. It was Stanford, he did say something about helping you, maybe it was for a good reason. He started looking everywhere for you yelling your name. You wanted to reveal yourself but didn't because you were still angry with what he did. You sat there nd started thinking why he treated you as if you were an alien and everyone else treated you normally no matter what happened. He was over suspicious maybe. You thought about how he always treated you around Bill and how he treated you when Bill wasn't around. He always seemed as if he never liked you but worried about you, a little too much, all the time. You started to cry because of the thoughts that came to mind of someone treating you differently. It brought back memories from when you were a kid. No one understood you, everyone treated you as if you needed help, and everyone would bully you and hate you for reasons unknown. Your quiet turned to sobs, and then into cries. You heard as Ford's voice stopped in the middle of his yelling and you heard the door swing open and he ran around the room looking for you using your echoing cries. You didn't care anymore. You just wanted it all to be over, you wanted to be normal, you wanted to b accepted in society. He looked over in your direction and you quickly covered your mouth to muffle your sobs, but it didn't work. He ran over with a worried expression.

"Oh my Gosh!!! (y/n)!!! Are you alright!!! What's wrong!!! Are you hurt?!?!"

He went to grab your hand and help you up but you yanked your hand away as you turned your head away and cried more. You couldn't hold it in anymore. You couldn't tell what his expression was, but he was even more worried and upset now.

Ford's View

What is wrong with them!!!!?!?!? I try to help he up after finding her crying on floor and she yanks herself away and cries more!! I don't get girls and a few type of guys! Why are they so emotional?! Did I do something wrong?? D-Did Bill hurt her? Did I? I need to figure this out somehow? I sat down next to (y/n) and talked calmly and asked what was wrong and she didn't answer, but after a while she finally did. She looked at me with fire in her eyes but still crying. She seemed mad and sad at the same time and looked like she was going to yell. I readied myself for what could happen until I hared her take a deep, shaky, breath and start to talk surprisingly calmly.

"I-It's just that...... you always seem to not like me...... you seem mad and treat me as if I need serious help..... I-It just reminds me of how I was never accepted as a kid...... no on liked me because they though I was t-to smart.....they would call me freak....... said I needed mental help.... they thought I had anger issues and bullied me for who I am..... and... I just couldn't hold in...... these years worth of tears........"

I-Is (y/n) serious?? D-Did I really cause her to remember all of these things. (Y/N) tightened the blanket around her and bit her/his lip as (y/n) held back more tears. I couldn't help myself. We had some things in common and I knew how it felt to be rejected by society for something about us. I wrapped he into a hug, she tensed for a bit, but hugged back. I don't think she realized, but I was crying. I felt so bad. I let go quickly and helped (y/n) up to their feet. I explained to her about my suspicions of Bill and then dropped the subject quickly noticing how angry she was. I started to talk to (y/n) about how the same thing happened in my childhood and that I understood her feelings. That made them feel a little better. I took her upstairs and made her cookies, I didn't burn them like I usually do because (y/n) helped me. We sat down and talked some more eating cookies and milk. I felt a little better and she did too. Soon everyone was grabbing cookies because we made too much. We all hung out in the living room and watched "Nearly Almost Dead but Not Quite". It was a pathetic zombie movie, but it was the only thing on TV. We all laughed at how terrible it was and (y/n) was sitting between Dipper and Bill. (y/n)'s head was on Bill's shoulder and Dipper surprisingly didn't mind. Everything was normal again, but I still have my suspicions about Bill's plans.

A/N: Sorry that this chapter was pretty pathetic. I have had a huge writers block and have no idea what I'm going to write next. I have a pretty good way I'm going to end it, but until then I will take any ideas from you guys that you want me to put into my book. Thank you and remember to comment, vote, and follow me (please)!!!