Y/N's POV

Three weeks have gone by, Bill finally got rid of his fever. I forced him into taking his medicine everyday but that just kept earning me more bite marks on my arm until he finally just gave in. He was miserable for the time being as Dipper, Mabel, and I tried to help him.

After the first night of him being sick and sleeping over at the Mystery Shack, he finally went back home but came back to either the Mystery Shack or Wendy's place everyday; it depended on where I was at the time. Bill stayed by my side the majority of the time when he was sick but I didn't mind it.

I've also haven't put the journal down for three weeks straight! I've been reading each page and deciphering all the codes once Ford taught me how to. He's been trying to teach me about everything he knows as is Dipper. Bill didn't like how I wasn't paying full attention towards him but I didn't care because I enjoyed learning about that kind of stuff. Just learning about the different creatures and monsters makes me feel less lonely and just a bit less of a freak.

Doesn't mean I don't think of myself as one still.

My dad keeps reminding me how I keep wasting my days with being stuck in my room and being antisocial. I'm not stuck in my room all day though, I leave it everyday at 3:30 to go to the Mystery Shack and be stuck in there half of my day. I am also being very social with the one person I probably shouldn't be talking to yet I still am. Bill Cipher comes into my room every afternoon to "check up on me" but I think he really just wants to spend some quality time with the human he doesn't want to lose. Boy I wish I got those words on video so I can shove the evidence of him caring for me in his face.

It's almost time for me to head out anyways to get to the shack; I grab my phone, charger, and the journal and start to head out. The first time I read it was to just read the actually words that weren't in any codes. Second time through I deciphered any codes that were visible to the eye. Now that I'm reading it a third time through, I'm going to use the black light Dipper gave me to read any messages Ford wrote in invisible ink.

I start to read it once again but before I'm able to reach the door I bump into someone. That someone would be my dad. "Oh, sorry dad." I apologize but laugh a little at the end. My dad turns his attention to something else and that would be the journal that fell on the floor. My dad goes over to it and picks it up; he looks mad but what could he possibly be mad about?

"Y/n, what is this?"

"It's a journal, duh. Stanford Pines gave it to me so I could read all about his research."

"I mean, what is this?!" He flips the book around for me to see the page it so happened to land on. That would be Bill Cipher's page. "That's Bill Cipher, a dream demon who was defeated last summer."

"This looks awfully like that triangle that you drew on that wheel of yours."

"That's the best part, dad! You kept telling me all my life that it was just a dream but the truth is is that it's rea-"

"I thought you were done with this foolishness, Y/n." My heart sank, he still didn't believe me. He still thinks that I'm crazy... "Listen to me, Y/n, and I want you to listen carefully, Bill Cipher is not real and the wheel is just something you made up as a child that you have to let go of now. You are a teenager and soon you'll be an adult, let go of your imagination and enter the real world."

He walks away with my journal still in his hand; I don't let him get far though, "You're the one who needs to listen! You've been ignoring the fact that I could be right..for once, and that Bill and the wheel is real. It is real, dad, and if you would have listened to me all those years ago you would know that. You would've known that I am in danger and that you should be trying to protect me!"

He turns around and starts storming back to me, "You need stop making up things."

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"Liar!"

The next thing that happens goes by so quick I'm not able to process it. A palm makes contact with my left cheek as my head turns right. Hair hangs from my head and that's all I can see besides the floor. Quick breaths are made. I don't feel like I have control of what I do next and yet, I am in control. The journal is ripped from the hands that were clasped around it as I sprint down the hall. My door locks behind me as I hear banging from the other side and my name being called.

My bag is placed in the middle of the room. Waters, clothes, phone, charger, portable charger, and money all go in it. I slip on my leather black jacket with my journal clutched to my chest. I pick up my bag and jump out my window, luckily my bedroom was on the first floor of the cabin. I am running as fast as I can with my name still being called. I ignore all noises as my feet keep dashing. Waterfalls flow down my cheeks as scars are made across my heart. I thought he loved me, I thought he would never hurt me. I thought...all I do is keep thinking but nothing ever gets put into action. Nothing I ever think is true. Just thoughts is all.

I don't run towards the Mystery Shack, just further into the woods. I don't care where I am headed, I don't even care if I am going to run into the gnomes. I just want to be away from any human being right now.

All those times they said "I love you", all those times they said "we're here for you", it was all a lie to me. They never once stood up for me when I was bullied, they said to stop talking about the wheel. When I screamed every night and asked for them to comfort me, they told me to go back to bed. They never once realized that I was in danger or in need of protection. They just wanted to forget about the fact that I had nightmares about a wheel and move on with their lives while I was left to defend myself.

I trip over a rock and start rolling down the hill. My bag falls next to me and the journal is just a few inches away from where I landed. I move up against a tree, hugging my legs, and start crying myself to sleep. I just want to leave.

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Bill's POV

3:30 on the dot. I enter the shack to be greeted by Pinetree and Shooting Star. "Hey Simon! What's up?"

"Still waking up, slept in late today from...researching late last night." More like trying to regain my energy. It's been the first thing on my mind since I got rid of the hot. "So, has Y/n arrived yet?"

"Nah, should be here soon though." Pinetree assures me.

We wait for about ten minutes which soon turns into twenty. It finally reaches 4:00 and Star still hasn't arrived yet. Where is that human? Dipper starts pacing back and forth in the room, "She hasn't been late since the first day we started doing this! She knows not to be late, where could she be?!"

I stand up and head out of the shack with no explanation to the twins to why I'm leaving but I'm sure they can guess. I start to walk around the woods knowing she loves to spend her time out here. I bet I could locate her if I read her mind; I close my eye and just listen to any minds that were near me. None. I walk some more and try again but there were still no minds to read besides the squirrels. I finally walk for about twenty more minutes before hearing a faint mind, 'I'm a freak...I'm pathetic...'

I start to run and spot Star asleep on the ground wearing my jacket. I bent down and shake her awake. She opens her eyes to reveal them bloodshot with stained tears on her face. Her hair is a mess and she looks like a homeless dog that has been beaten up. I wrap my arms around her quickly as she starts to tremble and cry some more. I don't ask her anything, I don't even read her mind; I just sit there calmly just trying to relax her. "B-Bill...?" Star quivers silently.

"I got you, my little Star, don't worry."

She tightens her grip on me and cries more. "D-Don't leave."

"Never."

"I-It was m-my dad. H-He slapped me and I didn't know what else to do..." She pauses and I decide to read her mind to see the rest of what happened. I can feel my eye and hands start to heat up because I am furious. He smacked her just because she mentioned my wheel to him again? Just because she was telling him the truth?! The scratches that were all over her arms and legs were probably from the branches she ran into and didn't bother if they marked her or not. I quickly stop myself from becoming furious and change back to yellow; I'm afraid I'll burn her or even scar her and then she'll see me like she does her own father: a monster.

For once, I actually don't want her to look at me with fear. I want to see that smile of hers and that laugh that wins a thousand hearts. I know exactly what I'm thinking and I don't regret it, I like my little Star happy. This was her though, hurt and scared. I could probably heal the scratches and the bruise on her cheek but I can't do anything about the scar her father left on her heart.

"I-I don't want to go back, they'll just see me as the f-freak I am..."

"You're not a freak, Y/n, so stop calling yourself that. You're lucky I don't kill your father right now for what he did. Better yet, that's not a bad ide-"

"Please, d-don't hurt him..."

I'm not sure I understand why she wants him alive but for now I'll listen to her if it makes her happy. I gently rub her back, trying to calm her down more. She lifts her head and gives me a weak but sincere smile. I help pick her up off the ground and snap my fingers to fix all her wounds. That drained me but it was worth it.

"What now? Where am I suppose to go?" she asks me with a hint of fear in her voice. I place my hand on her cheek that was bruised before and look down at her, "Home. The home you feel most comfortable with since the moment you got here and I promise that you are going to be just fine." I kiss her forehead which would be the third time this summer. When I let go, I see her cheeks turn a light pink but I just give her a warm smile in return.

I pick up her bag and hand her the journal. I grab her hand and guide her to the place I knew she would be welcomed. Once we finally arrived, Pinetree and Shooting Star were on the porch looking worried. Once they saw us, they ran straight towards us and tackled Star. I decided to tell them what happened to her and Dipper just seemed to hug Y/n tighter. Mabel kept looking at me though in a strange way, weird. I finally realized I have not let go of Star's hand. Whoops.

We go inside and after a while of talking to Fez and Sixer, they agree to have Y/n live with them. Red agreed to not tell her family of her location and that she would bring the rest of her stuff later. Fordsy had Y/n in a bear hug and didn't seem of wanting to let her go. Star seemed to finally be happy though and I knew she would be since she fit right in with them. I was about to exit the shack thinking that that was enough for my usual visit before I felt someone's arms wrapped around my waist. I turn around to see Star with her beautiful smile placed on her face once again, "Thank you."

I turn around to give her a real hug, "Anything for you."

We walk to the doorway, away from the Pines, before I begin to speak again, "I'll come back later to make sure you're okay."

"Okay, but Bill-"

"Hmm?"

"Please don't hurt my dad." Star whispers softly. I frown, "You know he deserves it. He shouldn't get away with this. I know how to make something look like an accident or better yet make it seem that he went a little crazy." She looks down as she bites her bottom lip and rubs her arms that were crossed. I grab her arms, releasing them from being crossed and I make contact with her shining (e/c) eyes. "Okay, I won't hurt him...but can I at least give him some horrific nightmares that wakes him up with an ear piercing scream?" I give her my best begging face as I see her think about it.

"I guess, but don't scare him to the point he never wakes up." I laugh at her comment as I am also glad she accepted my proposal. He at least gets to pay somehow for what he did. I hug onto her tight and kiss the top of her head. Fourth time. What is wrong with me?! I let her go and exit the shack leaving her in the safe hands of the people I loathe.