It's Just Part of the Deal

Part 6

"No. Now why would I do that?" Bill? I groan, curling in on myself now that my sleep has been interrupted. "Fuck off, Nothing's going to happen, besides, I'd never hurt him." Who's he talking to? I don't hear any other voices. "Well, it's none of your concern. You just focus on your own life and I'll focus on mine."

A moan slips past my lips as I sit up rubbing my eyes. "B-Bill?"

"He's mine, I would never let any harm come to him. How many fucking times do I have to say it!" Why is he trying to stay quiet? Am I not suppose to hear this?

I almost jump back into the warmth of the bed when my bare feet meet the cold floor, but I need to know whats going on. I quickly notice that Bill had dressed me in one of his large t-shirts but wrap the blanket around myself regardless and quietly sneak into the living room to find Bill pacing and cursing out someone on the phone, his body rapidly starting to burn brightly with a dangerously red hue. For some reason I don't even hesitate and rush up to him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He instantly halts his pacing and his body cools just a little, using his free hand he runs his fingers through my hair like he had before only this time I look up at him. His face softens, the red completely fading away. "Y'know what, I don't give a damn." He huffs, hanging up the phone that I've just realized is mine and tosses it onto the couch so he can place both his hands on my head. "Why are you up?"

"You get loud when you're angry. What happened?"

"Don't worry about it." He huffs, turning me back towards the bed room. "Come on, back to bed, I don't want your sister bitching at me."

"Bill, I'm fine." I mutter, shaking his hands of my shoulders and turning back to face him. "It's better if you just tell me rather than me going through my phone history and find out on my own. So you gonna tell me or not?" I ask, folding my arms over my chest, now 100% done with this.

He stares at me for a moment before growling and rolling his eyes. "Fine. Your little Marco friend has an overprotective demon looking out for him and figured out that you brought me back."

I raise a brow. "Okay, why does it matter if Tom knows you're here?"

"He thinks I'm going to start another apocalypse, but honestly if you humans wanna destroy your world and everything in it then who am I to stop you?" He smirks, leaning down slightly to be level with me.

I simply glare at him. "Okay first off; no. I'm not breaking the barrier so you can do it without Ford finding out, and two; I'm not deaf Bill. Who were you trying to convince him that you wouldn't hurt?"

"Do you have to ask?" He whispers, stepping closer and blocking me from going anywhere but backwards. To the bedroom. Whatever confidence I had quickly vanishes. "You brought me back, Pinetree, I'm bound to you."

"W-wha- You. What!"

He chuckles, slinging me over his shoulder along with the blanket I'd managed to drop when I hugged him earlier, and carried me back into the bedroom.

Almost instantly a squeal escapes my lips and I beat my fist against his back despite that I'm very obviously not doing anything other than annoying him. "Bill! Dammit put me down! Ah!" I shriek, clenching my eyes shut as he literally tosses me onto the bed with the blanket landing over top of me with him quickly following. "Bill!"

"Pinetree." he chuckles, pulling the blanket down just enough to reveal my pouting face.

"Bill let me up, what the hell do you mean you're bound to me!"

He sighs, but doesn't get off or let me up. "Until both sides of our deal are met, or you break the deal off, I'm bound to you. Think of it like a contract." He smiles, leaning over me and caging my head in place my holding his hands on either side of my head. "By the way," He smirks, his left hand sliding up my shoulder and to my chin, his thumb playing with my bottom lip. "You look absolutely stunning in my shirt."

I could feel my face heating up, and no matter how much I told myself that it was just a fever from being out in the cold rain, I know and so does he, that he's practically got me on a leash. Thankfully though I'm allowed to breath again when Bill's front door is slammed open, making us both jump. He looks back at me; pushing a finger gently to my lips, making sure I understand to be quiet while he goes into the living room to deal with, of course,  my sister and her girlfriend.