Escape His Chains

But... What?

Dipper's POV

"You what? Come on pinetree, do or do you not trust me? 5, 4, 3" Bill began counting down from 5.

"Y-yes...?" I said, as I was unsure if I answered correctly.

He then grabbed my arm and snapped his fingers. Suddenly I was in a, what it looked, to be space, but in front of us are a row of doors and same as behind us. I was confused of why he had brought me here.

"Uhh... Bill? Why are we here? And where are we?" I said, hoping for a real response from the yellow haired asshole.

"Um... Dipper?" He said my name, as he looked down and rubbed his neck, without a smile nor grin.

"What?"

" why I brought you here was because, I need to tell you something that I've been needing to tell you for quite a while... And within these doors, the ones in front of us are my thoughts, and the ones behind us are your memories." He walked up to a blue door in front of us, and he grabbed my hand and he opened the door and said, "watch, dipper... This is what I'm thinking right now..." As he said those words, what I was watching was Bill sitting on my bed, at the Mystery Shack, and he was holding a picture... Of... Me? And I walked into the room... And he got up hugged me, I hugged him back. But what I saw next was not what I was expecting. He kissed me... I kissed him back...

"Bill...?" I whispered quietly.

"Dipper,"-he shut the door and grabbed hold of both of my hands-"that was and is what I'm thinking right now... Thats what i was thinking when I heard you we're coming back here. That's what I'm thinking near damn all the time." He let go of one of my hands and pulled me to a hug.

All I can think right now is..... Gross!

"Bill that's disgusting!" I shoved him away from me. His eyes looked full of hurt, regret and other emotions I can't think of the word for. But I didn't care, what I saw was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen from bill.

"Dipper... I'm sorry... Its not like I can just magically get rid of these feelings for you."

"Why not? Aren't you like a magical demon?"

"Well yes... But feelings aren't something I can use magic on..."

"BILL? IM 16! YOUR HOWEVER OLD! YOUR A PERVERT, BILL CIPHER! NOW TAKE ME HOME!" and with that, he snapped his fingers, and I was back in my room, but Bill was not here, I didn't care though. As long as he was gone.