Sever: A GF One-Shot

"Pacifica!," Dipper hissed. "I'll throw this rope up and you tie one end to something and climb down it!"

"Pacifica? You ready?" was what he said when Pacifica hesitated.

Was she ready? As soon as she inched her way down that rope, as soon as she crept off the manor grounds in the shadows, there was no turning back. She'd lose material possessions and clothes and jewelry. But she'd also lose any approval her parents had ever given her. There would be no lying low anymore. Just stupid, reckless no good Pacifica who ran away from a problem she created by not being perfect. Awful, flawed Pacifica who was watched wherever she went by a bodyguard so that she didn't disappear again. Just silly, horrible Pacifica without any freedom. Imprisoned Pacifica, by her own dumb mistakes."

Pacifica was once told that she was just another link in the world's worst chain.
Pacifica knew that that night she had to sever it.
But fear is another type of chain. One that holds back. Imprisons.