Unforgettable {Reverse Falls}

Chapter 6: Oh shit

| DIPPERS POV |

Bill Cipher is a really nice boy.

I don't even care that he's poor, he is so nice and... cute.

I think I'm crushing on him and I don't even know if that's a good thing or a bad thing because 1: My family is supposed to be against the poor and 2: My parents are really homophobic.

They would never support me if I was gay. They don't even support me anyway (hey that rhymed!)

"You hungry? We don't have that much food but is there something you want to eat?" Bill asked. Listening to that rough Brittish accent made me happy. I was really liking that accent. I nodded in response.

"Yeah sure. What do you have?" I asked, sitting down on a chair that Bill pulled out for me to sit on.

Bill opened the cabinets in the kitchen looking in them.

"We have tin spaghetti. That's pretty much it." He shrugged then turned to me. Then, I had an idea.

"How about we go out for food? I can pay." I looked up at him, giving him a smile.

Bill smiled, liking the idea.

"Yeah. That'll be a really nice idea. Thank you, Mason."

He called me from my first name. That made me smile more. I didn't hear any venom in his voice when he said my name.

"Great. Let's go." I stood up, still smiling at him. He linked arms with me and we both headed out the door, into town.

Everyone was giving us weird looks. Usually, poor people are not allowed to be with the rich people but who cares. Poor people are humans too.

I bought snacks and food since we were going to have a picnic together. We set down a blanket, getting the food out and sitting down on the blanket. I saw Bill smiling at me.

"This has been really nice, Mason. I never knew I could ever meet a rich person who is sweet and nice as you." I felt my face heat up a bit, returning the smile.

"Thank you, Bill. I've never met anyone who's so kind and honest as you are." I said truthfully. Bill looked flustered but he wasn't complaining.

He looked at me still having the smile on his face. He had a really nice smile. His teeth were white and straight. Basically, his teeth were perfect.

I looked back at him, still returning the smile. We then both realized that our eyes had been locked together.

We slowly leaned in to kiss. Our lips were about to meet until I felt someone grab the back of my collar, choking  me a bit.

It was my father.

Shit

"Mason Northwest Gleeful! You are coming home right this instant!" He picked me up viciously, dragging me away from Bill.

I struggled to get out of his grip but I couldn't since my father was bigger and stronger than me.

"What were you even thinking?! Running away just to hook up with some hobo! And you were about to kiss him! What are you, a faggot now?" My father yelled. "Boy, you've really pissed me off now!" He continued yelling, dragging me home.

I had no energy to yell and I couldn't even be bothered to. My father stormed inside, grabbing hold of my arm.
"So you're into boys now?" My father spat. I could once again hear the venom in his voice.

I didn't respond. I just stood there with my head down. My father then slapped me right across the face.

"ANSWER THE QUESTION! ARE YOU OR ARE YOU NOT?!" My father full on yelled. I then cracked.

"YES! YES I AM! I'M GAY! I'M A HOMOSEXUAL, DAD! AND I'M CRUSHING ON A BOY, DAD! A POOR BOY! SO YOU BETTER BE FUCKING OKAY WITH IT!" My father slapped me again but way harder, making me fall over. He let out a long and frustrated sigh.

"I don't even know what to do with you, Mason. You're out of control." He growled down at me. I glared up at him. My face was stinging real bad from that slap. I stood up.

"I don't even care anymore. You can beat me, swear at me and abuse me all you want but you can never take over my life. You don't even care about me! All you care about is you controlling my life so I will be like you. Well guess what? I'm not going to be like you and I never will. Try all you want, father but you will never take control over me." I walked up to my room, shutting the door behind me.

What I did and said felt so good. I finally stood up for myself. I actually and finally felt free and I was out of my misery.