Tad just let me lie there for a while before finally saying something.
"You should get back soon"
"I don't want to..." I mumble finally looking up at him.
"Then you should apologise to Bill." He suggests. I glare at but I get up anyway. He is right I was kinda an asshole no matter how much he deserved it.
"I still don't think he cares." I say stubbornly as I wearily trudge away.
"And I know you're wrong." Tad counters as he waves me off. Weird...for a demon he's quite nice.
It takes a while to actually locate Bill, the bastard sure knows how to stay hidden, but I do eventually find him in the middle of a lake I haven't seen in here before.
"Cipher." I say somewhat coldly. Gee great start dipper. I think to myself.
"Pine Tree." He says evenly matching my contempt.
"Look I'm sorry I was a bit of an asshole even if it was completely justified since you've never really shown "care" before but I know it was rude so I guess I'm sorry." I internally cringe because even that sounds dick-ish. Bill just shrugs and sighs.
"I'll take it I can't expect too much from a guy I tried to kill more than once." Whoa he's actually being reasonable.
"So are you going to tell me why you had a panic attack?" He asks once more getting out from the lake and on to the bank.
"Can you tell me where we are first? This doesn't look the same to the island I normally wake up to." I reply.
"Your mindscape isn't just one island Pine Tree it's a bunch of them all stringed togther if you find right bridge and there are thousands." Bill explains revelling in the fact I couldn't keep the awe of my face.
"My parents died in a car crash because they were trying to get me a birthday present." I say quickly and quietly because this is the first time I've said it out loud and it hurts so much more. Tears spring to my easy as quickly as Bill springs to my side.
"Pine Tree..."
"They died because of me because they were getting something for me. They're gone because I asked for something they had to go out for Bill..." I mutter quietly.
"Its not your fault, even if it wasn't for your gift they would've gone out it was their time." Bill says gently. And that shakes me out of my stupor because Bill is being kind and gentle what the hell?!
"Its not fair!" I shout suddenly not caring about how immature I sound. "Its not fair they had to go! It's not fair I'm stuck here with two demons in my head! It's not fair that Mabel will never get see them again! They'll never get to meet Waddles...they'll...they'll never get to know Gruncle Ford is alive...I...they'll never be able to see what I can do...never hear the stories of Weirdmgeddon or you or the town folk...." I end up trailing off all anger and stubbornness suddenly drained from me and replaced with grief. And then Bill is hugging me. Hugging me!
"I know how you feel." Bill replies quietly. "Lay with me?" He asks and for once I comply.
"I had a home dimension...I wasn't always in the nightmare relm but my dimension collapsed it was destroyed by a traveller with six fingers and hell of lot smarts. My race weren't the kindest nor the the best of races we gave people nightmares and dreams caused choas and wreaked havoc but we also brought order in some places. We weren't necessarily evil we just weren't good, but boy were we dangerous. So Ol'Fordsie wiped them out. I was only one who survived..." Bill slowly starts to explain the pain and nostalgia evident in his voice.
"Guess we both lost our world's huh?" I laugh bitterly. "Maybe we have more in common that we think." Bill's eye turns upwards indicating a smile.
"You should get back." Bill suggests a hint of regret in his voice or maybe the was imagined.
"Tad said the same thing." I snarkily reply.
"Then listen to us and get out of here you heathen." Bill laughs and it's somewhere between warm and manic; not quite insane and not exactly normal.
"Did you just call me a...heathen?" I ask flabagasted.
"Yes. Now shoo."
"I don't know how..." I start but even as I say it I feel myself slipping back.
"See you later Pine Tree."
"Sure thing Cipher."
A/N: Hey guys I know it's very short and I am so so sorry about that and it's lateness but I've been working on some original stuff so I took some time and I'm very sorry. Hope you enjoyed (also rating is a thing now???)
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