She's mine! (Bill Cipher X Reader)

Chapter Eight

~DIPPERS POV~
I paced back and forth, panicking.

"I can not believe her right now. The moment I feel like I'm getting through to her, she runs away with Bill Cipher, a crazed psychopath." I ran my hands through my hair. "I haven't been this angry since I don't know when. I don't know who I'm more upset with, her or Bill. No, it has to be Bill, Y/n would never betray me like that. Oh my god, he's probably hurting her right now, or like eating her alive or something."

"Dipper, you need to stop worrying," Mabel says.
"Bill probably took her somewhere to bang her without you interrupting," She muttered quickly.

"What?"

"Nothing" said Mabel. The phone rang. I ran as fast as I could to the phone, but Mabel got there first.

"Hello! Mabel here!"

"Hey Mabel, its Y/N! Uh- I might be gone a while. I'm kinda sorta maybe going to New York on a kinda sorta maybe date with Bill." Said Y/n. Mabel squealed.

"Take as long as you want don't do anything stupid send pictures use prot-" said said but was cut off by me.

"Y/n where are you!?! Why aren't you here! Why didn't you leave a note or something?!" I said

"Damn it, Bill, I thought you said you took care of everything!" I hear Y/n say.

"I did, just not Pinetree. Why should I care about what he is doing?" I hear Bill say. 'I am so fucking pissed'

"Calm down, Dipper. I might not be in gravity falls for a while because I'm going to New York ok? I'll come back in like 2 days or something? Just calm." Said y/n.

"Ok, well come back ASAP."

"Sure Dipper, bye!" Said Y/n. She hung up. Why is she going to NY?! There is literally no point unless-

"Mabel, are Y/N and Bill going on a date to NY?" I asked Mabel

"Maybe..."

"MABEL"

"Ok yes but leave them alone please I ship this soooo hard"

"I thought you shipped *dipper x y/n ship name*!" I said.

"I did until Bill came along, now I support *bill x y/n ship name*"

I rolled my eyes "ugh"

~Y/NS POV~

Me and Bill walked off the train and went up the stairs to the city. I could hear the cars honking and the smell of weed surrounding everything. I looked around and realized it was because I was right next to a weed cart- In fact there was one on every block. 'That smells so awful, holy shit'. We walked down the street, arm interlocked with Bills, until we came across a store we thought looked interesting. It was small and light blue with little advertisements written on the window in window marker. We walked inside and was hit with the smell of tea tree oil. There were little stuffed animals and toys lining the walls. In the corner there were books and journals, some where filled and some were completely empty. I looked through the books with wonder until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked over and saw a boy, about my age with red hair and freckles, quite cute actually.

"Those journals are dream journals." He says.

"Excuse me?"

"Dream journals. You write down the dream you dreamed and it makes that dream the closest it can to reality. If you see a elf, your not gonna see a elf, but you might see someone that looks like one! It's pretty cool actually." He said, a little red. 'aww.'

"That is very interesting.. how much is it?" I ask.

"Only 15$" he said. 'That's kinda expensive, I mean everything's expensive when you're broke. I wonder if-' but my thought was interrupted by Bill putting his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him, but he was giving death glares to the boy.