Dipper p.o.v

I held on to him tightly not letting go. "Bill.” I mutter into his chest. He brushed his finger through my hair. I loved when he did that. His scent as I remembered. “I'm sorry pine tree. My poor wife.” He said in a low raspy voice. “Don't you worry. I'll tell you everything.”

~♡~

We sat down. It was silence before Bill spoke. "What do you want to know?"  I frowned "How about the fact that you're fucking alive Bill! How!?" I raised my voice. "I-I'm sorry." I mumbled. If it was any other day Bill would have backhanded me for raising my voice to him, but he looked into his cup of alcohol with a small slightly annoyed expression. "It's all right. You're upset. That much is very clear." He set down his cup. "I'll explain myself because I brought so much stress on you." He looked up from the glass to me. "After you were safe I found another boat. A woman died in the processe but lots of people died. What's one more woman?" He chuckled lightly. "Bill. I can't -" I stopped myself holding back tears. "What's the matter? You aren't sadden about this? You don't know that women-" "Bill please." I cut him off.

There was a long silent pause. Bill's jaw clenched. He held back his anger. "I'm sorry Bill but I can't do this. You messed me up. I thought you dead." Tears rolled down my cheeks. "I need to be alone. I can't see you right now." Bill stood from his chair. "What?"  He growled. "Pine tree, I apologize for the stress I caused but I won't allow this. You're coming home with me. We have to plan our wedding."  He grabbed my hand. "Let's go. I have the car out front for us." He dragged me along. "Bill no!" I yelled ripping my hand away from his grip. "No?"
He raised a brow in confusion. He chuckled darkly finding the word 'no' humorous. I swallowed. I forgot how scary Bill really is when he doesn't get what he wants . "I'm really sorry Bill but-"

"Sorry! That's all I hear is fucking  sorry! Sorry sorry sorry! You belong to me! You're fucking mine god damn!" He punched the wall leaving a hole. "Get. In. The. Car." He mumbled out panting. Whimpering I walked past him quickly.

He got into the car fixing his tie. "Take us home now." He said to the driver.
I sighed laying my head on his shoulder. My mind may be messed the fuck up because of Bill. But what can I  say? I love him

- Sorry it's a short one.