Connect The Stars

22. You Have a Family,

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Silent Bill turned the wheel on the car as he drove home. The roads were empty. Bill payed no music so all he could hear was the engine of the car and is wheels rolling across the black road. He was silent. Not wanting to talk. The quiet however kept him calm from what was ahead of him. Bill soon pulled up to his house and sighed. He drove up into the drive away and parked his car. Leaning his back onto the seat he took his keys and got out of the car. 

    Bill looked up to his big house a bit frightened. The cold breeze blew across his face making him shiver. With another sigh he walked up to the doors of his home. He raised his hand up slowly and froze.  His breath was shaky however Bill smiled and hesitantly knocked on the door. He waited and waited. Second after second his mind got even more afraid. Soon he heard the faint sound of the door unlocking. A loud creak appeared as the door opened up to see one of his maids standing at the door. 

    "Welcome home Bill" She said as she slightly bowed. Bill felt a slight bit of relief however fear was still in his mind. "Hello Maddie." The teen stated and stepped into his house. Bill began to walk away from to door thinking the worst. Then what he predicted happened. "Master, Your parents have request you. They said right as you got home to report up to them admittedly." Maddie stated while not making eye contact. Bill heart began to beat fast. He looked down and his mouth opened "Where are they. . .?" Bill asked knowing he had to follow orders. "In their room I believe" The maid spoke and felt a it bad for the boy.

    Bill nodded and hesitantly walked to the closest elevator and pressed the arrow going up. The button lit up with a yellow light and Bill stood and patiently waited for the elevator. He wished it took longer then it did. Soon he heard the high pitch sound of a ding and the two metal door slid to the side. Bill walked in and turned his body around to press his hand on the third floor button. His feared eyes looked out the open doors and over to the maid who was closing the front door. Bill smiled took a deep breath. Soon the doors closed and it began to elevate up. "Heh Stop being so paranoid. You've done this a lot. It's just I haven't seem them in so long. . ." Bill spoke to him self and felt a bit insane for the fact he talked to himself. Soon the elevator came to a stop and a ding made the elevator doors open. Bill stepped out and walked away for the metal box, hearing the doors close behind him.  

    The halls were cold, dark and silent, only a bit of light glowed from the lights that hand on the walls. All that was heard was the steps of Bill's shoes. Bill stopped in his tracks and looked to his side to see a big door. The room had belong to his parents which is were he had to go. Bill sighed and turned his body to face the door. Unlike last time when Bill raised his hand to knock he was more scared. He shakily knocked and waited for the two words. "Come in" the cold but sweet tone said. Bill grabbed the nob and turned it slightly. Pushing the door open he saw his two parents sitting on there bed in their night wear. They must have been getting ready for bed. "Oh so your finally home?" His father looked at his with his dark eyes. Bill closed the door behind his and stood up tall. "ha Sorry I didn't realize the time. I was out with a couple frie-" Bill stated but was soon cutted off "Spending your free time with commoners is a waist of your time. We didn't move to America so you could make more mistakes. " His father coldly spoke and stood up from his bed and looked over at his son. Bill clenched his teeth but tried to keep his calm. "I didn't make any mistakes. I believe I just found a way to be happy. What's so wrong with that?" Bill fought back with a bite. His father sighed and pinched the temple of his nose. "Soon you will have to run my company meaning you wont have anytime for these 'Friends' of yours. You must find a wife, your education comes majorly as well. I can't leave my company to stupid kid" His father spoke and walked up to his son, glaring down at him. Bill looked away from the fearful eyes. "I want to be a Teen dad. Let me live my life how I wan-" 

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    A shark pain went through bills cheek making his back up a bit. He placed his hand on his cheek and rubbed it slightly trying to get rid of the slight stinging pain. "Don't talk back. You will do as I say. Tomorrow you are staying home. Your mother and I haven't seen you in forever. We'd like to spend sometime with you." The Bigger man spoke while facing his back towards Bill. Bill looked down and slowly nodded. "Yes father." the teen spoke and held back his tears. "Now son don't cry. You can still hang out with your friends however if you do not meet my expectations, your story will not end with a happy one but with misery. Your curfew is now Nine. No more spending the night at others house. You have a family. Spend more time with them." His father said and walked back to his bed. 

    Bill felt a water drip and roll out of his eyes. He knew what his father said was true. He had to spend more time with his family however every time he did his Self-esteem or his pride would decrease. His Father or Mother never did pay attention to him anyway. Bill wish he had a good childhood though every time he thought about it he never remember his parent's being there. The only one who raised him was is butler Nile though Bill treated him as a friend instead of a father. 

    Bill soon grabbed the handle of his parent's bedroom door and turned it. "Your a terrible son and a terrible person. The only way to change that is for you to change yourself my son" Bill paused and then exited the room with tears still streaming down his eyes. He walked a bit to the side till he stopped and looked up. "Dipper. . ." Bill spoke and his shoulder hit the wall. He turned so his back laid of the cold paint that cover the walls. His eyes sparkled in the dim light and he slid down to the floor. He hugged his knees and whispered "I'm sorry." He began to softly sob. Bill hated showing his weakness though sometimes you just had to let it out.

    In America Bill hoped to start a new life. Go off and dream his own dream. That's all he ever wanted. They said dreams do come true. . . and Bill was sure to make his.

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