•°*∆ѕσηɡ ɓίɾδ∆*°• (Bill cipher x reader)

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(y/n)

I laid in my bed that night, the soft crow of crickets humming in my ears. how could everything seem so calm, when everything is really crashing down? I don't understand...

I and bill were not on good terms, minutes ago he had sent me a scowl and stormed into his room. I still find it hard to believe, it's hard to think that he actually did all those terrible things. I wish things didn't end the way they did. I hope things don't end...

I was brought out of my thoughts from a knock at my door, it was quite, but it spoke words.
"(y/n)..., can we talk? I need to explain.." bill sighed from outside the door, I could picture the look of sorrow on his features. I didn't respond, I instead laid down falt. bundling my body in the covers, faking snores. the door creaked open, his footsteps indicating he was drawing near me. my body threatened to shake, scared of him now that I knew what he was capable of. he softly sat at the end of the mattress, the bottom side sinking down slightly.

"I know you're awake..." he whispered, I didn't answer. the fear clouding my mind becoming too loud.

"fine, be that way." he shot, sending a pang down my chest "but just know, I will find out who told you, they're the reason you hate me now after all." I shivered, he tucks my cover in tighter. "I know you're scared of me." he sighed.

I was as a loss of words, I wasn't even sure how to react, I was still. he let out a breath, standing up. "maybe you'll feel like talking in the morning." I wouldn't.

"goodnight, (y/n)" he shut the door. I shot up from the bed, looking around to make sure he was gone, he was.

why was I acting like this, sure, what Samuel said was proven true, by bill himself too? however, I don't think the bill would ever hurt me, even if he wanted to.

that was it, I decided to stop being snobby, and sort things out in the morning tomorrow. it was for the best, I didn't want to lose bill for Samuel.

with my thoughts alined, I lay down again and rolled over onto my side. sending myself to dreamland was easier than I thought that night.
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(Samuels pov)

"well aren't things going as planned?" I cackled, staring into the fire in my hand, a scene playing in the core of it, similar to a tv. bill was separated from (y/n) and my mission was being fulfilled. As much as I adore the dainty little flesh bag, this was the best for her.

my mission, given to me from the axolotl himself, was to kill bill. it was what he deserved, after decades of running from his consequences, we finally located him. I have to admit, I found it funny that the criminal finally found a body to possess. his old form was the only thing holding him back at the time, my body was given to me as a gift from the boss. the only way he could have got it was with one of his, deals, he calls it. I always found the term idiotic.

but, (y/n). I want her.

I phased through her front door, not paying mind to bill if he was there. I found my way up the stairs, remembering her saying she slept upstairs at some point. once up, I noticed a cracked door and soft snores, I walked to them. I entered the room, and there she was, softly sleeping bundled in covers. I tiptoed over to her, being quit. I warmly placed a hand on her back, rubbing it into her blanket-covered skin. she stirred, eyelids twitching open. she stared at me and sat up, holding the cover around her.

"Samuel,..what are you doing here? I just saw you.." she hummed.

in that instant, I got down on one knee. kneeling at her bed, she held a look of surprise. with my heart in my mouth, I asked.

"come with me."

"what? come with you? Samuel.."

"(y/n)."

"........" she was silent.

I sighed, standing up. "why don't you think about it? I know you're scared to be here. so come with me, we can be together forever, and you know ill never hurt you like bill." I expressed.

her shocked face softened. she threw her legs over the bed, scattering the covers and standing to me.

"where would we go?" she questioned, pushing her lips together. I held out my hand, smirking.

"anywhere we can, love" I flirted, smiling at her blush.

thats when we heard footsteps downstairs, and her panic started.

she looked at me, worried. I steadily stood, hand still out. she frantically looked at me, and to the bedroom door. her pupils dilated when she landed them on me. she looked at my palm, then closed her lids. "fine, but..don't force me to stay with you..if I want to come back, I get to!" she stated, closing her mouth and grabbing my hand. I pulled her into my chest, she squealed as the bedroom around us already started to disappear. "of course, love" and then the room was empty.

(bills pov)

I walked up the stairs, on my way to attempt my apology again. when I reached the door, my actions hit me. I laid my head on the wood, trying to find her snores in the silence.

"look,... I understand, what I did is unforgivable... I understand that you're probably terrified of me at this point.." I confessed, pressing my skin into the wood and looking to the side.

"if it were me, I wouldn't forgive myself, and I know so many haven't."
"But, please, if you have it in your heart to talk to me, please.. do it now"

nothing.

I sighed, tears brimming my eyes.

"god,..I'm so fucking sorry (y/n)..." I whimpered, patting my eyes with my wrists.

"I killed all those innocent people, in thought they were irrelevant, flat minded.."
"but they were living creatures,.. just like me and you..its almost as if I killed you too, you probably think I could.." I cried.

"but I would never.." I slid down the door frame, cradling myself on the floor, crying. a resting pain sitting in my chest and throat.
'i would never hurt you... please believe me."

I got nothing, I looked up, my eyes meeting the knob. I banged my fist hard on the door. "god, why don't you answer?!" I cried, frustration and sadness building in me.

"I'm sorry okay?!" I shouted, most likely to make sure she's awake by now. "I'm sorry for doing it, for killing thousands of living individuals, for scattering blood against a now nonexistent society!"  I pleaded, only wanting to hear her voice, or see her smile.

my mind drifted to days before this, we were taking photos, laughing, framing them, we were happy. now was just...

"(Y/n)..? what happened?" I asked, pulling myself up and wiping my tears. I got mad at the silent breeze. I hit the door again, leaving a dent as it rattled against its frame. "answer me! what happened!? who told you what I did?! who made you hate me?!" I screamed, tears pouring again.

I coughed out a whine, looking at the ceiling. my head dipped down, staring at the knob. I could see my reflection in the shiny surface. I was crying, my face puffy, hair messed up, the last time I ever saw myself crying was...

"(Y/n). I'm coming in." I cleared my throat, covering my reflection on the knob by wrapping my hand around it. I sighed again at the science, I tore it open. "ok..I'm coming in now..." I stepped into the room. "(Y/N)..?" the bed was empty. I ran over to the sheets, ruffling them trying to find her, the window wasn't even open this time. "(Y/n)?!? where are you?!?" I cried, searching for her.

thats when I broke, my tears flew, hitting the white covers in fat drops. "no..were are you.." I cried loudly. I threw my head back, looking toward the sky, screaming.

"WHO TOOK YOU?!"