Mabel's POV
"Bill!" I screamed. "Dipper, someone, anyone, please help!" I kept screaming and running. But no matter how hard I tried to run, I couldn't. And that thing just kept getting closer and closer.
"Agh," I screamed and fell to the ground as a clawed hand swiped across my back, leaving three gashes trailing with blood.
I quickly turned around on the ground and tried to sit up, but the thing put a foot on my chest, holding me down.
I struggled under its hold, but it was no use. It leaned down and snarled in my face. Though it was dark, and I couldn't see it features, I could see its blood-red eyes, staring at mine.
I tried to scream but when I opened my mouth, no noise came out. All the breath had left my lungs. I was suffocated under the thing and the air around me.
I still tried to scream for someone to come help me, but the thing raises its claws high above its head and brought them down onto my neck.
"Ah!" I woke up screaming and crying. I tried to stand up and get away but was jerked back down. I thought I was still in my nightmare for a moment, but quickly realized it was just the chains.
Wait, then why can't I breathe still?
I tried to take a breath, but each time did I just felt like I was losing more air. I brought my hand up to my mouth, but then I realized it was shaking.
I was shaking.
"No, no no no no please no." I started panicking. I couldn't have an attack now. "Calm down Mabel," I tried to tell my self. "It was just a dream."
"Sure it was." I didn't look up to see Tad, though I could feel him smirking.
"G-go aw-w-a-ay-y," I stuttered out in-between breaths.
"How about, no." He laughed and walked into my cell. I refused to look up at him and just tried to focus on breathing. Bill will come, I'm okay. I'mjkkmj okay. "No he won't, and you definitely aren't okay."
"Shut up," I cried, which only got me a slap.
"I told you not to speak to me that way!" He yelled. I kept my head down and tried to stop shaking. I could feel the sweat and tears mixing on my damp face. I started to feel hot.
"P-please," I whimpered. He grabbed my chin and jerked my head up.
"Hey! Stop that now!" His nails, more like claws, dug into my neck.
"Ah," I weakly tried to pull way. "I-I-I-" He threw me on the cement by my neck and I heard my head hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"Shut the hell up. What is your problem," He yelled annoyed. I felt something trickle down on the side of my damp face. I tried to sit up and check it, but I couldn't move. I just laid there and tried to breathe, hoping he would leave me alone. "Not a chance." I tried to crawl away from him, but he grabbed my hair and pulled me up.
"Ahg!" I screamed as he jerked me up and shoved me onto the wall. I fearfully looked up and him. I was still shaking, but I didn't know if it was from the anxiety attack, or my head injury, which was starting to make my vision go blurry.
He had my back pinned to the wall by my arms. he stared down at me, with a hunger in his eyes.
"I've told you, you are my slave now, and you WILL obey me." He pushed me harder into the wall as if to make a point. "I think." He smirked. "That you need a lesson in manners." He stared down at me and licked his lips. I screamed and tried to struggle away, but he held me firmly to the wall.
Please, someone, help me. Please, Bill.
Bill's POV
"What the hell Pinetree!" I yelled, throwing my hands in the air. I had just woken up after I passed out from using too much power. "You had my power and you weren't going to give it to me?" I yelled.
"I wanted to but Ford wouldn't let me," He tried to explain. "Anyways, I just gave it to you and woke you up with it. No need to thank me." He mumbled the last sentence sarcastically. He did give it to me, but that still doesn't make up for the fact that he wasn't going to at first.
"How long have you even had it." I towered over him, but he didn't look scared.
"Only a couple of days," he shot back. "I wanted to get it to you so I could get Mabel back but Ford wouldn't let me. He only wanted to destroy you, even at the cost of Mabel's life." I turned around and glanced at the unconscious Ford laying on the lab floor, then walked away from Pinetree. "And speaking of Mabel, we should be focusing on getting her back, and not wasting our time arguing." I snapped back to face him with blood red eyes.
"You're fucking lucky I don't kill you right now." His expression didn't change.
"I don't think Mabel would like that." My expression dropped and the red dissolved back into yellow, but I tried not to let him notice.
"What makes you think I care about what she wants," I replied with a smirk and waved my hand in annoyance.
"I'm not an idiot Bill." He crossed his arms and I looked away. "How long has it been going on." His tone softened. I turned back to him.
"It's not, I mean, she doesn't like me. I think. I don't know, it's just-"
"I told you not to let her fall for you! She's going through too much right now."
"I know, I tried. Okay! I tried not to let her. I tried not to love her. I tried to help her. But every time I do that, I start to love her, then she starts to like me, then, I get scared and do something stupid, and she hates me all over again!" I stopped to take a breath. "I'm sorry Pinetree. I tried." I turned and walked away and sat in a chair, putting my head in my hands. Pinetree walked over to me.
"Bill-"
"We have to get her back." I quickly stood back up.
"How?"
"I don't know, but I'll be dammed if I let he stay with Tad." I stood up and held out a flame engulfed hand. "Let's go." He stared at me, then took my hand and nodded firmly.