Unsuspecting love (billdip)

Chapter 3

(Dipper pov)

Feeling someone shake my shoulder my eyes flutter open tiredly and I lift my head it taking me a few moments to realize that yesterday wasn't just a bad dream. "Good morning Pinetree." He caresses my cheek making me flinch away from him as I keep silent. "Now don't be like that. You must be tired of being in the dark all the time, just give me a sec." The lights suddenly come on making me have to blink a few times for my eyes to adjust to the dull lightbulb hanging above me. I look around the room and I had been right, it is a basement. But I notice several chains hanging from the ceiling or connected to the walls, this making me gulp nervously. I look back at Bill and he's wearing the same outfit he had been wearing at that party, a yellow sweater over a blackshirt and black skinny jeans. His hair is messy and he looks like he hasn't slept in a long time. "Now you must be hungry, correct?" I nervously nod my head yes a bit scared to speak. "Then lets get you some food." He unties my ankles and walks around me untying my wrists. He grabs my arm to keep me from going anywhere and pulls me out of the chair up the stairs out of the basement. Looking to my right is the living room and a door I assume is the bathroom and a staircase leading upstairs. To my left is the kitchen with a round table and about 4 chairs around it. He walks me to the kitchen having me sit in a chair at the table as he pours me a bowl of cereal. I look around noticing a lack of any phones anywhere.

"Bill, I notice you don't seem to have any phones anywhere."

"Well why would I need a phone? The only person I want to talk to is you and you're here with me."

"Oh. If I may ask, where exactly are we?"

"We are home." He sets the bowl of cereal and milk in front of me setting a spoon beside it. "I know you are curious and can't help but be curious, but if you keep asking questions that mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble." I go silent and proceed to just eat my cereal, almost not noticing that it's Rasin Brand, the only kind of cereal I like eating. Once finished he puts the bowl in the sink and pulls my arm pulling me out of the kitchen and to the living room. He sits us down on the couch and turns on the tv, it being a news broadcast about me going missing. They show my school picture saying if anyone has any information on my whereabouts to call the tip hotline immideately. It switches to a news lady talking to Mabel, her crying and talking about just wanting me to come home. I see Bill getting angry and throw the remote at the tv it cracking the screen and breaking the remote. "If you really ever cared about him you stupid bitch then maybe you should have appreciated him when you had the fucking chance!" He grabs me by the arms tightly to make me look at him. "You are mine, Pinetree, mine and only mine. No matter what, not one is going to take you away from me." He lets go of me and heads upstairs, a door slamming shut then silence. I wait a few minutes before slowly getting up and going to the door, being careful to not make any noise. This guy is fucking crazy and will kill me if I don't get out of here. I open the door and run out of there not bothering to close it behind me.

I run down the sidewalk, noticing that I seem to be in a normal neighborhood but I don't notice it and most driveways are empty so the people probably aren't at home. As I'm thinking this I trip over my stupid untied shoelace and fall onto my hands and knees, the knee of my pant leg getting torn and my knee now bleeding. Despite it hurting I force myself up and continue running. I finally spot a house that still has a car in the driveway. I go to the front door pounding on it, knowing that Bill probably knows I'm gone by now. "Hello? Please please let me in! He's going to kill me please!"

The door finally opens it being a pan in a flannel shirt. "You're that kid from tv."

"Please help, he'll kill me if he catches me."

He grabs my arm ushering me into the house as he closes and locks the door. He leads me to the living room as he pulls his phone out. "Have a seat, I'll call the police." I hear him talk to a 911 operater as I sit on the couch putting my hands in my pockets. Feeling something in my pocket I pull it out seeing it's the card Dr. Reid had given me. I hear the sound of glass breaking and I look up. Seeing the expression the man has on his face I know he heard it too. "Stay here." He says to me. Setting his phone on a nearby bookshelf he goes towards the back of the house to investigate. I stand up grabbing a nearby wireless home phone when I hear two gunshots and some shouting. I see stairs going to the second floor and I quickly run up the stairs. Once on the second floor I lock myself in a room noticing it's a bedroom. I go into the closet shutting and locking the closet door and sit on the floor in the back of the closet. Looking at the buisness card, I call the number on it holding the phone up to my ear.

"Hello this is Dr. Spencer Reid."

"D-Dr. Reid, i-it's Dipper...."

"Dipper? We just got a call that someone said he found you outside his front door."

"Yeah but.....I-I think he's dead.....Bill killed him I think....I-I'm scared...."

"Dipper, listen to me it's going to be okay. Where are you?"

"I don't know. I'm in a neighborhood with a lot of houses but I don't know where." I hear the bedroom doorknob trying to turn but can't because it's locked then pounding on the door. "He's going to kill me he's going to kill me...." Tears stream down my cheeks.

"No he isn't Dipper. Are you hiding somewhere safe?"

"I'm hiding in a closet in a bedroom but I think he knows I'm in here. He's pounding the bedroom door trying to get in."

"Just hang on Dipper. Me and police are currently on the way, just a few more minutes and we'll be there."

The bedroom door slams open making me flinch. I hear his footsteps come towards the closet and try to open the door only to find it locked. I hide the phone behind me as the closet door gets kicked open making me scream a little, Bill standing there with a pistol in hand and looking very pissed. He grabs the collar of my shirt slamming me against the wall next to the closet and puts the gun right up to my head making me whimper in fear. "I should fucking kill you right now!"

"I-I'm sorry....p-please no...." I whimper as tears flood down my cheeks.

He puts the gun in his waistband and holds my face in his hands making me look at him as I cry in fear. "Hush now, I said I should kill you. But I won't because I love you too much to love you. Even if you won't say it or admit it I know you love me too." I hear police sirens and his face turns angry glaring at me. He looks into the closet and I follow his gaze seeing the phone I had been using. "You fucking called the cops on me?! You fucking shit!" He presses his forarm against my throat hard making it almost impossible for me to breath.

"B-Bill.....p-please...." I beg weakly trying to make him stop but if anything he just presses harder. Darkness takes his vision and his anger is the last thing I see before I once again become unconcious.