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

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(Bills pov)

I went back in time. leaning on a tree, elbow propped beside me. I scribbled words on a thin yellow paper, almost breaking as I ended the sentence with a period. I folded the paper, holding it in my shaking hand. If my math was correct, (y/n) should be about  10 at this time.

I gazed at the box, laughing at how pitiful the situation was. the whole gift was a joke, well at least the box was. she would never predict something so special would be in a plain box. (y/n) would never be able to guess
what would be in it at all, and now, not even future her would know. She wouldn't know that it was a ring.

it was funny, I was going to ask her to marry me. Even at her age, it's all Ice ever wanted in this world. It hit me that I could fix it all, I could go back. back to when we first met at that sunny spot in the forest, I could protect her. I could make sure she never met...him.

I dropped the paper into the box, picking it up in my arms and walking down the cobblestone path for the second time that day. maybe even my last time. you notice the uniqueness of things when you know you'll never see them again. like how the stone was smoother now, moss didn't invade the cracks and dirt wasn't  stained at the edges of the block.

when I reached the door, I stopped at the stairs. The tree was still there, birds swarming it even now. at least that's always stayed the same.

I placed the box on the patio stairs, not making a sound. gently, I reached into my pocket. pulling out the beautiful diamond ring from the fabric.

for a moment, I just stared at it, the light bouncing off its cut edges. I could still see her, wearing the ring while holding my hand, laughing happily.

when I realized that would never happen, I started to cry again. the tears dripped from cheeks rapidly as I wiped them away as best I could.

I looked at the ground, my teardrops staining the stone. My memories clouded my mind. I remember what she told me, what her mother did to her. The old me would have helped, the old me that loved her, I don't love her anymore though.

'you still love her' a faint voice whispered to me, I ignore it.

hunching over, I started to bawl. if I didn't care, then why was I crying?

my grasp tightened around the ring in my fist, my head shaking as my breathing hitched.
did we ever really love each other?

the wind blew as I stood up, regaining my composure as tears slide from my eyes. I wiped them away. I brought the ring in front of me, what should I do? this really is the last time ill see her again.

I realized then that I would forget it, I would forget her. she was just a wall broken down. lesson 1: don't fall in love.

my heart couldn't think anymore, my brain was spewing hateful commentary now. my feelings were unable, I truly had broke.

"aw, fuck it" I breathed, looping my finger through the ring and snapping the golden band from the diamond, throwing the band into the grass, it was irrelevant now.

I couched down, shielding my last few droplets and tossing the diamond into the box, folding the top and standing.

'happy birthday (y/n)' after that, I knocked on the door, snapped my fingers, and disappeared.

(y/n pov)

I raced down the stairs to the door, expecting it to be my mother.

I was disappointed however, hoping to get more time alone on my birthday and less yelling. I even backed myself a cake, unfortunately, we didn't have any candles.

twisting the knob, my hand shook, scared of getting hit. to my surprise , no one was there.

looking down, in front of my feet was a package. walking outside, I pick up the box while closing the door.

"....hello?" I asked, wondering who the present could be from.

"i-is this yours?" I questioned again, feet in the grass, and raising the box while shading the light.

after listening to silence, I looked around, not finding any people to confirm my suspicions.

"mine...?" I waited, and then giggled, bolting to the door and slamming it shut.

I panted and slid down the door, laughing 'did I just steal something!?' i thought, it was exhilarating.

crossing my legs, I opened the tan box. having slight rouble with getting it opened, but I succeeded.

inside was something inserting. I reached my hand inside, picking up the shiny object in-between my fingers.

"a diamond..?" I wondered, examing it. it looked expensive and real.

I sat the jewel on the floor, looking into the box again, and inside, was a note.

I quickly folded open the note, the paper looking kinda old-timey.

written on the note, was a nicely written letter. it read.
'Happy birthday (y/n)~'

"so, it was for me?" I asked, picking up the diamond.

it confused me slightly, why would someone gift me this, why would someone gift me anything actually?

I shrugged, picking up the box and letter, and heading upstairs to were my cake was.
even if the gift was surprising, it defiantly made this day better, especially knowing my mother wouldn't get me anything.

"well, time to celebrate!" I laughed, running to my room.

(current y/n pov)

I slammed the door, tears falling down my face. I had finally gotten out of Samuels hold and desperately I hope he didn't follow me inside, luckily, I was safe.

initially, I started looking for him

"bill..?" I yelled, concerned, and worried.

I was sweating bullets and my hair was a mess from Samuels unconfirmed touch, it disgusts me, I didn't like kissing him, it just didn't feel okay.

the only trace of life around me was a group of shattered glass on the hardwood. it was a broken mug.

I bent down, scooping the glass into my hands, carefully not to cut myself in the process.

after throwing away the shards, I looked around once again. but then, thats when I saw it.
the front door was wide open, and sitting on the rug, was bills cane. discarded and unwanted.

"bill..?"