Knowledgeable Love (Stanford X Reader)

Chapter 32

So sorry I haven't updated in like forever!!! School starting is just stressing me out. ;-;))

You opened your eyes, and the first thing you saw was the ceiling of Ford's unfinished house. It was blurry at first, but it cleared up in a moment. You got up from the ground, and held your head. It ached. You winced and looked around. Must of hit my head against the wall or something when I went into Ford's mind, you thought, and then your eyes averted to Ford's body in front of you. He was also face first on the ground, motionless. Your eyebrows lifted and you went to check his pulse. Lifting his hand up, you'd press a thumb firmly right below his palm.
Your stomach dropped as you pressed harder. You couldn't feel a pulse.
   "F-Ford?" You whispered. You were too stunned to do anything. Cry, even. You waited a few minutes, devastated. Was this even supposed to happen? You looked away from Ford's lifeless body, and heard a small groan.
   "Huh?" Ford sat up on his knees slowly. "(Y/n)? How did-" he was cut off from you hugging him tightly. He was surprised at first, but then held onto you as well.
   "He's gone, Ford. He won't be tormenting you anymore...at least for now." You closed your eyes and buried your face into his chest.
Ford sat there for a moment, and his eyes rolled up to the ceiling whilst he let out a quick breath.
"You mean he won't be bothering you anymore. (Y/n)...he possessed me to get to you...I don't want Bill to hurt you anymore."
You let go of him and sat on your knees. Your head was cocked in a confused manner. "What do you mean? I won't let him get to me."
Ford rested his large hands on top of yours, and looked at you with heavy eyes. "It's too dangerous for you to be with me...please, I'm asking you to leave Gravity Falls and go back to your own home. I can't risk Bill getting to my investigating partner...not again, he can't."

You listened to his words, and sentence after sentence you'd get a mix of feelings. Sadness and anger at the same time. You pulled away from his hands as your eyebrows narrowed. Am I only just an investigating partner to him? Is that all? You thought. And here, you saved the man you love and now he sends you home? "Oh, I understand plenty," you growled. "I'll take my leave."
   "(Y/n)..." He said quietly, voice cracking. You got up from the wooden ground, and stomped back up to the room you were staying in. Your heart was pounding and your body was shaking. Your heart felt snapped in half. Maybe Bill was lying. Lying about Ford loving you back.

Just thinking about the words just made you hurt even more. Breathing heavily, you would pack up your bags quickly, without double checking to see if you left anything. And then you would head down the stairs and try to  head out the front door. But Ford stood at the door post, hand resting behind his head tiredly. You tried to avoid eye contact with him as you attempted to exit the house, but a hand rested gently on your shoulder. You turned around, gaze only to be met by Stanford's.
"It's for the best. I just can't-" he stopped speaking as you put a hand up between the two of your bodies.
"It's fine. I get it." Your eyelids lowered as your eyes averted from his.
"Thank you for investigating with me," he suddenly blurted out, clearing his throat. "and, good luck, (y/n)." He stuck a hand out for you to shake.
You only gave a fake smile. "It's been a pleasure." You then took his hand and shook it. "you too." And with that, you headed into the forest to get to the bus stop. You took one last look at Ford's unfinished house, and Ford himself, hands in the pockets of his trench coat.