Dipper p.o.v
"So What's your name again kid?" The blonde man asked eyeing me with a evil smirk.
"Dipper pines." I said avoiding his eyes. Those yellow golden eyes that looked me up and down. They sent chills up my spine.
"And why does such a pretty boy like you need money?" I didn't think it was any of his business but he seem like the man that wouldn't like to be lied to. Someone who could and would find out if you try to weasel your way around him. Someone that could take a life. That's the look he gave. A look of a cold murder. "Kid? Don't like repeating myself. "
Glaring at the floor I spoke."My uncle..." I began. "He passed away. And we don't have family other then him." His eyes never left me as I spoke.
"We?"
I nodded, "My sister and me." He lit a cigarette. A small bottle of alcohol sat close on his big wooden desk. Only the best of course.
"And why isn't she helping with the payments?" I frowned.
"She's very sick. And lays in bed all day. I'm taking care of her." He blew smoke out into the air.
"I see." He hummed. It was silence again before he spoke. "My names Bill cipher." He grin.
That name seem oddly familiar.
Wait...
I looked up into those golden eyes once more. His smirk grew. "I'm a Mafia boss. And I'm very powerful. That's all you need to know about me."
"Now." He stood from his chair. "You'll work for me till the day you die. You'll get paid well for your dear sister. Deal love?" He held out his hand. I nodded taking his gloved hand shaking it.
"Excellent! I'll see you tomorrow then. 5 A.M. don't be late."
I nodded before getting up to leave. I felt those same eyes on my back the entire time.
~ ◇~
I sighed cooking up a egg. I guess I won't eat tonight. Mable needs it more then me. I sighed once more placing it on a plate that had a few cracks. For fuck sakes. This ends now... or soon anyways. Mable will get better and we'll both live in a nice house. I frowned looking out the window watching the dark clouds roll in.
"Mable." I called in a soft voice. Slowly her eyes opened up showing her big brown eyes. She smiled weakly. "Dipping - dots?" I smiled back.
"Hey, bought you something to eat." She looked around the room like she never seen it before. Then looked back at me.
"What time is it?"
I looked at my wrist that held a cheap wristwatch. "8:02." I read.
"Have I been asleep all day? Again?"
I brush her bangs back. "It's fine." I answered placing a wet rag on her forehead. "I'll be at work tomorrow. But Mis.Green next door said she'll check up on you when she can."
"Well is there anyth-" I stood up quckily stopping myself mid-sentence. "You're out of water." I grab the cup rushing to get some water. When I came back Mabel was sitting up in bed smiling with the rag in hand.
"Thanks dipper. For everything." I smiled handing her the cup.
"You're my twin. My sister. I'll always look after you." She finished haft the glass with a smile. "Do you need anything else?" She shook her head.
"Thanks again. But I'm fine."
she slowly laid back down. I placed the rag back on her head before leaving the room.
I sighed walking down the hall the the living room. Groaning I laid down on the couch pulling the small blanket I slept with over me.
~♤~
Ring! Ring!
I groaned hitting the alarm clock. Yawning I stretched. I got a long day ahead of me. I got up placing a record on. It took a moment before Elvis Presley started to play. He filled the living room. I pulled out my clothes that were folded under my couch. I stripped out of my old clothes putting on a white shirt that had dirt on it. I button it up then slipped on into my black dressed pants Stan bought me a while back.
Turning off the record I looked into a busted up mirror in front of me. I smiled weakly. "That looks pretty good?" Chewing on my lip I said to myself. But who was I kidding? I looked like a mess. I walked down the hall to Mabel's room. I peeked inside to see her sleeping. Before I left the house I filled up her glass and placed a cold wet rag on her head. "Love you Mabel. See you to night." I said softly before heading out.
It was raining. Normally I enjoy the rain but I already look like a mess. Plus back at home it would leak. We had to place pots and bowls and other shit we could find to stop it from ruining the floors.
I rushed up to my new job. I got inside quckily from getting anymore wet even know I was dripping at this point.
"You're actually here and on time."
I look up seeing Bill with a cigarette in his mouth and hands in his pockets. Same as last time I seen him. "And your dripping wet." His mouth went into a small grin. "You happy to see me that much kid?" He chuckled. I frowned brushing my soaking wet hair back. "Chill kid. " he turned walking back to his office. I looked up seeing him leave. I went after him.
He sat in the same chair with a cigarette in his mouth. This is more and more reminding me of yesterday the more I'm here. I'm just waiting for his whiskey to be poured into that cup.
"I'm glad you're on time. That makes me happy. I don't like to be disappointed." He picked up the whiskey bottle pouring a little into the cup. There it was. It was like deja vu.
He took a sip before saying. "Strip."
I blushed looking away from the bottle and up at him. "W-what?" I stutter out.
He sighed in annoyance. "Don't. Like. Repating. Myself." He growled lowly trying to manage his anger. "I said strip."
He's my boss I have to! Slowly I started undoing my shirt. I let it fall to the floor as I make my way to my pants. Blushing bright red I let it hit the floor as well.
"Good. Those clothes where old and dirty. Put these on." He gets up hanging me fresh new clothes. He smirked as he placed the clothes in my arms. "Why are your cheeks so red. It's cute." He hummed in liking.
I felt my cheeks heat up. "I-I'm going to change." I said quckily rushing out. I could here him chuckle lightly behind me.
I hate him! So fucking much! I sighed looking in the mirror in the bathroom. My cheeks were slowly losing there red color. I got dressed and when I enter back into Bill's office my cheeks were back to there original color. "I'll start you off with easy stuff. You can clean up the bar till opening time."
I nodded before leaving. I started to clean up even know there wasn't much to clean.
~◇~
I was finishing up cleaning in the dining area when I notice the rain start to pick up. It's was coming down fast. I notice as people rush to their destination.
One guy rushed to his white Ford opening the door to quckily get inside. He turned the key making the whole car explode and caught on fire. I fall back eyes wide.
Bill stuck his head out of his office before walking up to the big window to his bar. "W-what was that?!" I yelled.
Bill shrugged lighting a cigarette. "That was a car bomb doll." He blew out smoke. "That was most likely ment for me to. But the person who planted it was to stupid." He chuckled shaking his head. "S-someone just died! And you're ok with that!" I stood. "That's fucked up Bill!"
His eyes changed. Not only in color. But something else. Almost like an animal. A beast.
"Don't raise your voice to me you little shit." He grabbed my collar of my shirt roughly with one hand. "And an other thing. Lots of people die. Either for me or because of me. I'm better then any of you all in everyway. I'm strong and powerful. I'll destroy anyone that gets in my way." He let's go of me. His eyes keep its gaze on me. "Don't forget that kid." He turned walking back to his office. "You can go home now."
And with that I was left in silence. I looked at the window to see fire fighters and people circling around to see what's going on. But the rain kept pouring down on them. All of them.
One things stood out of my mind from all this.
You're going to die soon.
And it's all because of one man...
Bill Cipher.