Crimson Field || Bill Cipher x Reader

II

Birds chirped outside and the sun's rays found its way through the glass window and onto my sleeping face. I flinched as the light was too bright to be ignored. I groaned as I opened my eyes and saw white particles of dust being illuminated by the light outside. I blew some away as they got too close to my face. I sat up on the bed and shook away the tangles in my hair. I looked down at the crystal in my hands and frowned as it stayed the same color.

I groaned in frustration while placing the ball back in my bag carefully. I looked around the room but my brother was nowhere in sight. His bed was messy so that means he was able to come home last night and sleep. I checked my phone to see if he had left me a message and sure enough, he did.

Richard: Went out to get some breakfast. Be back soon. sent 7:45 am 

I glanced at the clock at the corner of my screen: 8:12 am. I sighed in relief.

I stood up and stretched my back before walking over to the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and my eyes grew wide at the sight of my hair. It was way messier than what I had anticipated. I didn't move the entire time I was asleep, how did this even happen? 

I walked over to my bag and grabbed my hairbrush before going back to the mirror. I ran the tips through my [length] [curly/straight/wavy] hair and thought about the dream I had last night. Or at least, the lack of dreams. My eyebrows furrowed at the thought. This was beginning to worry me, I've never had a dreamless sleep in years. I thought being here would enhance the clarity of my dreams but something definitely feels wrong. It felt as if the town itself was telling me to leave. 

I set my brush down on the sink and turned the faucet knob. A gush of water streamed down and I cupped my hands under its flow. I splashed some of the cold water onto my face before wiping my skin dry with the motel provided towel.      

I shouldn't start negatively speculating so early in our stay. Maybe this is just a coincidence. After all, not every medium needs to have visions every day. This is just a break from my dream streak. It happens.  

As I began to walk back to my bed the front door suddenly began to jingle open. My brother stood by the door frame and greeted me. "I found this really cool diner shaped like a big log," he told me. "I had a feeling you'd want to eat there instead of me getting take out.".

"I totally do." I smiled as I quickly put my shoes on and we both headed towards the car. 

"Hi, I'm Susan! Welcome to Greasy's! What can I getcha?" one of the waitresses practically yelled at us as soon as we sat in one of the booths. I noticed that one of her eyes was droopier than the other but I didn't really pay it much mind. 

"What are your specialties?" my brother asked her. "Oh, we have the best pancakes in town!" she beamed pridefully "I also make the best mudpie in town!".

"Sounds great!" My brother smiled back at her. "We'll have two pancakes each, one coffee, and-" My brother looked to me, asking what I wanted. "OJ's fine. Also, can I get some bacon with those pancakes?" I asked and Susan wrote it down. "And throw in some of that famous mudpie of yours.". My brother added before she nodded and giggled, obviously feeling flattered, before heading back to the kitchen. 

"I like her." I said to no one in particular. My brother nodded and rested his head on his palm. "She seems friendly enough.".

I hummed in response and turned to look outside the window. The streets were a bit empty, save for some of the townsfolk walking around. It was probably too early for most people to be awake and it was summer break after all. The town looked kinda nice actually, the buildings were run down and old-fashioned but it gave off that nice rustic vibe that I really like. The atmosphere here was really serene and quiet, I could almost see myself living here.

A sudden roar of an old car engine broke me out of my cottage daydreams. An old red car suddenly rolled into view as it took a sharp turn into the parking lot. The engine turned off and, from the driver's seat, came out a girl with long brown hair adorned with a salmon-pink headband. three other men exited the car as well and two of them looked significantly older than the other one. Actually, the younger one looked a lot like the girl only with shorter hair and a little goatee growing at the bottom of his lips. They were probably twins. 

The four of them made their way towards the diner's main doors all the while chatting and joking with each other. My brother caught me staring at them and began to watch them as well. "What is it?" he asked, eyeing them as they 2 booths away from us. "I-" My eyes grew wide as I suddenly realized, "I saw them in my dream!". I quickly turned to my brother, "The dream I had 6 years ago! The one before...". I stopped myself and looked away. My brother raised his brow. "Are you sure that's them?"

"They're a bit older now but I'm sure that's them." I said after nodding and his expression turned serious. "We have to keep an eye on them." he clutched his fist as he turned to them again.

 I pressed my lips together and stared at the tabletop. This was the first real lead we've had ever. I was starting to feel really anxious about this. I started to drum on my thighs as I glanced up at the group's reflection from the window. They all seemed happy as they laughed at something the girl said. 

"Here ya' go!" Susan's voice made me jump as we both turned to her. She gave us a sweet smile after placing our food on the table. "Enjoy!" she said before walking away.