S A V E M E ➳ Depravity Falls/Gravity Falls

Chapter Three ➳

Bill had horrible dreams that night. They were filled with gruesome scenes containing massive amounts of blood and death. In the beginning of the dream he was being tortured by two unknown beings, but he knew who they were now. They slashed at him with knives and whispered discouraging things into his ears. But that was not the most disturbing thing of the dream that had caught him.

What caught him was the very last scene.

He was holding a long dagger in his hand and his black, dress shoe was pressed up against the neck of someone. He was holding down Will. Will had been crying and struggling against Bill's foot. Bill had to watch himself, in third person, torture his twin and stab Will till all the life bled out of him like the shy twin's blood...

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Bill shot up in bed, slamming his head into the slanted room. Sweat dripped down his face like rain and his chest was rising and falling heavily, quickly. He examined the room frantically and when his eyes landed on Will, his heart contracted. Mind still foggy, Bill leapt out of his bed and threw himself at Will and hugged him as tight as he could.

Will let out a scream and flailed around helplessly for a moment before he realized what was happening. Will looked down at Bill, utterly confused, before poking his blonde twin's head. "Uh, B-Bill, what are y-you doing?"

Bill opened his eyes slowly and became aware of his actions. Embarrassed, he yanked himself back and stumbled towards his own bed. "I-I... Sleep walking...yeah."

Will cocked an eye brow and blinked. "You were...sl-sleep hugging?"

Bill's face turned red and that only made him angry since being embarrassed was his least favorite emotion. "Yes..."

Will only shrugged it off and yawned, stretching his skinny arms. "A-are we going t-to get my cupcake?"

Bill sighed heavily and dropped back onto his bed, the memory of his nightmare still swimming clearly just behind his vision. "I guess so," he responded quietly.

"S-something wrong?" Will asked in an equally quiet tone.

"No. Forget it," Bill spat and sat up from his bed. He then proceeded to grab Will and jerk him straight out of bed and down the stairs to the living room.

"Sl-slow down!" Will cried as he fell right after Bill and landed face first onto the wooden floor.

Bill whipped around, hissing through his teeth and mentally slapped himself for being in such an unnecessary rush. "Sorry!" he exclaimed, not wanting Grunkle Stan to come marching in and punishing him.

Will leaned back, sitting on his butt, and was silent for a moment before tears filled his eyes. "O-ow!"

Bill stamped his foot. "Jesus Christ, Will, don't cry!"

Will held his face in his hands, groaning. "Th-that hurt, you j-jerk!"

"I'm trying to get you a cupcake!" Bill exclaimed in an annoyed manor.

Will was on the move to cry and Bill didn't want his twin to be here when it happened. The blonde hefted his brother off of the ground, holding all of the weight in his arms, and lumbered out.

"You are so freaking heavy; too heavy for someone of your size," Bill grunted out as he shoved the door open.

Will chuckled a little and sniffed, wiping his not-yet-shed tears. "S-sorry," he whimpered and Bill rolled his eyes in turn.

"Shut up," he spat and set Will down on a log. "You need to be tougher."

Will swallowed and shrunk back. "I...I can't b-be tough," he murmured pathetically.