WILL ♡

It might seem crazy. To have feelings for someone who has not even an ounce of remorse in their heart for you. The things he's done to me from beating me with his belt to being his personal "entertainment". How could I love him after that? Probably because I have a feeling that there has to be something there.. Something where his heart should be beating.. Something passed all of the ice and darkness. Perhaps I really am just lovesick. Desperate to feel something other than pain and sorrow. Something with Dipper that isn't misery. My pain usually rewards me. What if he finally rewards me after all of this is over? A happy ending for me at last.

 I snapped out of my thoughts, looking up at the horizon. I should be home right now. It was getting late and Dipper would be mad at me if I went home right now, but he promised me he'd treat me tonight. I probably lost that now since I'm late like usual. I'll probably just be punished, no reward at all, and go to bed even more bruised up.. It didn't matter to me though. At this point, I was used to it.. I got up, starting to walk back home, feeling the dread and pain already running up my spine. Maybe I'll never get a happy ending after all.. That's only the stuff of fairy tales and my life is anything but. Its nothing but a horror story and every one knows how those end. 

DIPPER ♡

I sat in my bed, buttoning up my shirt. Will still wasn't home and I refused to wait any longer for him. He has always done this. I promised to at least give him a reward tonight but obviously that won't be happening. He doesn't deserve it. You may ask, do I love him? Never. Do I enjoy making him feel the pain of lust? The pain of guilt? The pain of longing? Absolutely. I love filling him with false hopes and dreams, knowing they will never come true for him. He's nothing but a mindless toy to me.. Something I can use for my enjoyment and continuously break over.. and over.. and over again.. Yes, it may seem cruel and heartless of me but how could I not take advantage of such a weak demon? I can't really tell how he feels about me though. I often hear him crying himself to sleep after I turn the lights out and send him to his room. I also catch him staring at me more often than not. Perhaps he's scared of me, plotting against me, or god knows what. It's a demon. I suddenly hear the door open downstairs and turn my attention to the dimly lit hallway outside my room. 

WILL ♡

I quietly and slowly move towards the staircase, being careful not to make too much noise. It was dark downstairs, only the moon and the dim light from Dipper's room illuminating the upstairs hallway. I gulped back a lump forming in my throat, my body already beginning to shake as I cautiously moved my way up the stairs. He was awake and he heard me come inside. I knew it. I didn't want to be hurt tonight.. The problem is that I wanted him to be happy. I have always done that and it's always been that way... Just for him. 

DIPPER ♡

I stood up from my bed, buttoning the last button up near the collar of my shirt and shifted towards the door, glaring down the hall towards the stairs.

"You're late.. I'm sure you know what that means, William.." He looked like he was about to cry, nothing unusual. His eyes looked a bit more tired than usual though and his body seemed to be aching as well. I felt slight pity for him as I scanned him over, noticing a few bruises and whip lashes from the night before. Perhaps I'd just go easier on him tonight.

"I-I'm, sorry I--" I cut him off, not wanting to hear it. 

"Don't apologize to me. Just shut your filthy mouth already and come here." His eyes widened like a deer's in headlights and his gaze turned to the ground, fearful. He slowly stepped towards me, his muscles tensing and soon he was standing directly in front of me. I sighed under my breath and instead of grabbing him, I only held his wrist, being careful not to touch the rope marks. 

"..Don't be late again. Go to your room." I didn't want to physically hurt him tonight. I enjoyed his suffering but I don't want to see him as some sobbing mess on my bed. It just toys with my emotions..

WILL ♡ 

I looked up at him, a bit relieved but I didn't smile despite the joy that he was holding me gingerly. It would only change his mind if he saw that I was joyful. He let go of my wrist, turning away from me to go back to his room. It hurt a little to feel such a gentle, warm touch go away. It was the only sweet and nice touch he'd given me in a long time. The light from his room was the only comforting light in the hallway and it too, vanished. I let out a small sigh and I turned to go back to my room. I could feel the tears starting to burn at my eyes as I tried to fight them back. 

I went to my room, shutting the door and throwing my shirt and vest off. I refused to look in the mirror, not wanting to see the bruises on my chest and back nor the rope burns and welts. I was fine knowing they were there, it almost made me feel like Dipper did it because he really loved me. I just didn't want to see them because it only reminded me of the pain he brought me.

I laid down on my back, feeling the cool sheets comfort the pain in my still throbbing back. I stared up at the ceiling, the thoughts of a happy ever after and dipper overwhelming me at this point. I couldn't hold back and all I could do was pray that Dipper wouldn't hear me as the tears fell from my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I finally just broke, letting it all out and just hoping he wouldn't be listening to me..

DIPPER ♡

I quietly stared at the thin wall separating Will's room from my own. I heard him crying again tonight and my heart twisted and turned. I wanted to hurt him for this.. I wanted him to suffer like this.. There was only one problem. I have never cried. I doubt I even could. 

I let out a deep sigh, trying desperately to not hear his sobbing but it was useless. I just shut my eyes and waited for my exhaustion to knock me out.. 

(Let me know how this is please! Thank you for reading!)