Billdip - His Pinetree

Do it. NOW

Dippers pov:

I was still whimpering as Bill glared down at me, his grip on my hair not loosening.

"I said, NOW." I slowly took his tip in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. He clearly wasn't satisfied as his next action scared the living hell out of me.

He backed away, and there was a flash of blue light. Thats when I felt it. The blade went straight through my arm. I gasped in both shock and agony. It was worse when he pulled it out, taking his time as to make the pain last longer.

*Another, yes, another time skip*

I was barely conscious when he untied me again and took hold of my collar. As I couldn't stand due to the loss of blood, I slumped against him, grasping at his shirt to stop myself from falling to the floor.

He picked me up over his shoulder and smirked, walking out the door as if nothing had happened.

I had no idea where we were going and I don't have the energy to speak so I just gave in and closed my eyes. I was dying. And it was my fault.