(Dipper's POV)

We all were walking towards the huge mansion  of the Northwest family. A very slight chill in the air as the wind blew. The girls dresses flew in the wind. They were gorgeous, I was not going to lie about that. They were laughing and giggling while I stayed back behind them. A lot going through my mind.

Bill walked beside me with his hands stuffed in his pockets. His blonde hair flipped to the side, showing off his undercut which happened to be a black.

"Maybe I might kiss a guy tonight!!" Mable exclaimed with a squeal.

"We all might!" Candy said with excitement.

I rolled my eyes at them and sighed. This was going to be a very long night indeed.

"I'm just here to get wasted." Bill bluntly said.

"Go figures." I replied.

Bill turned his head to look at me as I met his gaze. His eye narrowed. "Why are you in a pissy mood all of a sudden?"

"Oh I don't know, I am being dragged out to a huge party right after I almost got raped..... again." I said quiet enough for Mabel not to hear.

"Well if it wasn't the first time, then you should be used to it by now shouldn't you?" Bill asked with a smirk.

I looked at him. I am so used to his smart remarks and shit replies. Yet every time, he just knows how to push that certain button. I could feel the anger boiling in me.

"Yeah, and me rejecting you shouldn't either. Yet you left with such disappointment that it looked like you lost a million souls. What's new?" I snapped back.

I could tell that caught him off guard slightly as his smirk faltered. We stopped and he stared at me, speechless for the first time in his life.

"Yeah, I'm more observant than you think I am. I have to be to make sure you don't do anything shitty like you did the last time I was here. You are a dream demon, able to read peoples minds?" I said poking his head, "I'm not a kid anymore and you aren't in control. How bout you keep that one in your peanut looking brain for the rest of the time you are here. Okay?" I spitted out.

He grabbed my wrist before I have anytime to react. "You may not be a kid anymore Pinetree, but you sure as hell keep acting like one. You should know not to threaten nor smart mouth any kind a demon. You don't have to worry about keeping that in mind because I'm going to do it for you." He said throwing my wrist to the side and walking a away.

I stood there for a second, watching him walk away and catching up with the rest of the group. I can never win with him. What the actual fuck do I do. I growled and punched the tree that was next to me. Pain shot through my hand and up my arm.

I was breathing heavy as I still had anger leaving my fingertips. I punched the tree once again. The deal says I had control. Where the fuck is it then??

I took a second and breathed. I'm going to have to ask myself these questions later. People were passing me with looks and stares. My face flushed even more than before as I covered my face and sped walked to my group.

Anger is so hard to control, especially if that anger is pointed at Bill. I need to forget about it until this stupid party is over. I glanced down at my hand that was numb. It was already starting to bruise and bleed.

It'll be fine. I caught up to the group finally as we all were at the main entrance. Bill admiring the huge doors and the girls getting excited. There he goes again acting like nothing happened. Nothing I can do unfortunately.

"I forgot how big the doors were!" Mabel said as her eyes sparkled.

"Well it's bigger inside." I said.

"Let's stop wasting time and get in there!" Bill said as excitement overpowered him.

I could only watch him. How he acted and how he thought. He made me so angry. He was a toxic creature in general, yet my eye always seemed to find their way to him and nothing else.

He swung the doors open with all his strength as a pink glow escaped outside. My mouth dropped at how huge the inside was. I completely forgot what the inside of the mansion looked like.

There were three stories. Balloon and confetti everywhere. The sparkles of the confetti glittered, making the room magical. Everything was just all different kinds of the color pink. Music was blasting making the ground vibrate. The smell of cupcakes and alcohol invaded my nose. It was just so much.

Mabel couldn't wait any longer and dragged me inside. "Come on!!"

I stepped in and the doors shut behind us. There was so many people, a little too much for my comfort. Actually this was a lot for my comfort. I was speechless and stuck in place. I don't remember being somewhere with this many people before. At lease since five years ago.

Mabel and her friends ran off before the doors even snapped shut. Bill's eye glowed as he looked around. "Now this is fun!" He explained before punching me in the shoulder.

"See you around pinetree." He laughed

"Wait!" I shouted before covering my mouth.

I can't believe that escaped my mouth. I was shocked. Not only because I said that, but because Bill stopped in his tracks.

He looked at me with a cocked eye. "What? Are you scared or something? Do you need daddy to hold your hand?" He snickered.

I couldn't speak for a second. Trying to comprehend why I even told him to wait. I want him to stay with me so I didn't have to be alone. I knew if something happened to me, that he would protect me. But I can't say that. I sighed and looked at him with a glare.

"Just watch what you say and do okay? This town is very scarred up from last time you tried to wreck the place." I said seriously.

He groaned and rolled his eye. "Really? You are so lame. But yeah. Whatever. I'm leaving now." He said walking away.

I stood there watching his disappear in a group of people  it was just me now. People were going by me, too many to count. I took a deep breath. I can figure something out.

Easy peezy.

<<<<<<<<<timeskip>>>>>>>>>

Okay. Not very easy. I have been holding the same cup that has nothing in it for the last two hours. I have been sweating uncontrollably in the corner of a room, full of people. I was hot and nervous. I had to keep my sleeves down so no one sees my tattoo or marking or whatever you wanna call it. The only reason I am still in the same room was because Bill was there entertaining the mob.

I just leaned against the wall and ran my fingers through my hair. I kept telling myself to breath.

That was until I heard someone say. "Look everyone! That guy is chugging two bottles of vodka upside down!" The mob moved away from me.

My eyes shot open and there was Bill, hanging from the lowest railing of the staircase chugging the bottle. I groaned and looked away. Nothing much I could do. There was way too many people. I caught a glimpse of Mabel cheering Bill on.

I couldn't bear it anymore and walked away. I need to find somewhere quiet. My head is pounding. I took my empty cup with me and walked up the stairs. Looks like me and you are gonna be friends. The cup was sadly the only thing I had. Of course there were a few people who said a quick hello. But none of them stuck around.

I let my hand glide on the railing as I passed Bill's legs. I slowed down for a mer second before continuing. Everyone started to get softer and more quiet the farther I went up. There were so many pictures of the Northwest family on the wall. Most of them custom paintings.

I hit the top of the stairs. I could still hear them. I growled and walked down a hallway, it was a long and lengthy hallway. So many framed pictures and statues and plants. There was so much in here.

I was beginning to feel like I shouldn't have came up here. I could barley hear the cheering of everyone now so that was good. As I continued to walk with the cup to my chest, I heard someone whisper my name.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Dipper! Look in front of you!" Some whispered.

I looked around until I saw Patricia sanding inside a doorway with the door partially open. I cocked my head for a second.

"Patricia? Why are you up here and not downstairs with everyone else?" I asked walking towards her.

"It's my party. I can do whatever I want. But that's not the point right now. I need your help." She said whispering again.

"Okay? Why are we whispering?" I asked.

She narrowed her eyes. "Why are carrying around an empty cup?" She snapped back.

I sighed. "Touché." I mumbled and walked up to the door.

"What do you need he-" I didn't even get to finish before she grabbed me and jerked me in the room.

I let out a yelp and dropped my cup in the hallway. I was shoved on to what I think was a bed. I snapped up and looked at her. She shut the door with a smirk.

There was no light in the room, but enough from the moon to see. She was only in her bra and underwear which made me gasp. I covered my eyes and stood up from the bed.

"What the hell! Where are your clothes!?" I asked. My face just slightly flushed from embarrassment.

"Don't worry. We don't need them." She said with a very soft tone.

I was so confused. I couldn't get anything out. "What?" I asked uncovering my face.

She was right there, an inch from me. I couldn't step back. She was looking me up and down. I was very uncomfortable at this point.

"Tell me Dipper? Am I pretty?" She asked.

I was dumbfounded. "I mean. Yeah I guess?"

She wrapped her arms around my neck causing me to flinch back, falling on to the bed. I let out a yelp.

I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do. She climbed onto me and smiled. "If I'm pretty, why don't you prove it."

I gulped and leaned on my forearms. Trying to get up. "W-what?"

She laughed. "You are just to cute. I always thought you were so cute back five years ago. But when I saw you in the dinner, you looked so hot. I could barely contained myself." She said dragging her hand down my chest.

"Wait. Hold on. Don't you have a boyfriend?" I scolded myself. Why was that the first thing that came to my mind? Not a 'get off me' or 'what the hell are you doing?' It was about her boyfriend.

"Oh. He doesn't have to know. I am sure that I'm not going to say anything. That's all up to you." She said softly in my ear as her hand went under my shirt.

My breathing was fast and my heart was beating faster. It was not in a good way either. I didn't want this.

"Hold on. What are you doing?" I flinched.

She laughed once again. "Oh. You don't know how to do this do you? It would have been more of a shock if you did."

Ouch. That hurt. But I wasn't to concerned about that.

"No this isn't right. I don't want to do this." I said grabbing her hand.

"Oh being hard to get huh?" She smirked and sat on my crotch. My eyes widen.

This was a different feeling then if it were Bill. I stopped. Bill wasn't here to stop this. Why? He always does if it had anything to include with pleasure.

"No. I'm being serious I don't want this." I said a little louder.

"Oh shut up. You don't even know what if feels like. It's my birthday. I bet you didn't even bring me a gift did you?" She asked pushing me down onto the bed.

I looked away. "N-no."

"See, then this will be considered as my birthday gift. I am already getting excited." She whispered in my ear.

Her hot breath smelled like gum. It sent an unsettling feeling to my stomach.

I couldn't say anything. She kissed my neck a couple of times before she started to undo my belt.

"I just need to make you hard. Then we can begin the real fun." She smiled. Pushing my shirt up.

"Just look at me. You like how I look don't you? My tits barley in my bra. My hair up." Doesn't this make you want me?" She said squishing her boobs together.

I didn't find anything attractive about her. I couldn't in a situation like this. I was becoming almost sick at this point.

"Oh don't get quiet on me." She smiled squeezing my crotch.

My eyes widen as I let a noise out. I could feel warm tears gathering in my eyes. I didn't want this. Not with her. Not ever.

I had enough and grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her to the side of me and followed after her until I was on top.

I was angry and disgusted. She yelped and looked at me with surprise. My hair was messed up and in my face.

She smile. "So you know what you're doing don't you? Wow that is really fucking hot." She said biting her lip.

I looked at her with a glare that could kill a deer. "Yeah, leaving." I said getting off of her and the bed.

"What?" She said in shock.

"I'm leaving. I don't want to have sex with you." I said growling.

"Everyone wants to have a sex with me. I'm hot. I know what I'm doing. You are just a pussy Dipper. Probably why you never got any." She growled sitting up.

"Well at least I don't go around fucking every man I see. This is why you fell apart Patricia. What happened? I thought Mabel and got through to you last time we were here." I asked.

She rolled her eyes. "You didn't do anything but do some talking. That was it. You can't be stuck in the past. That's why I am here with a lot of money and a lot of people. You are still the weird kid who is going to still have his virginity when you are in your 30's Dipper." She snapped.

"What is wrong with you! All because I won't have sex with you??" I snarled.

Before we could get any further, the door slammed open. We both looked and there stood Sam, Patricia's boyfriend. Oh shit.

"Babe are you okay? I heard you screaming?" She asked walking into the room.

I sighed and I was about to explain before Patricia looked at me. For a split second with a devilish smile.

"He tried to rape me! I couldn't do anything! Please get him away from me!" She said as she started to sob.

I was in complete shock. I looked down and saw my pants were still undone. I quickly zipped them up and looked at him as anger and rage was becoming noticeable.

"No no no, that is not what happened! I can explain!"  I quickly said. I could see her smiling as he started to walk towards me.

"I would never ever do that! She tried to have sex with me!" I said backing up.

"You shouldn't have messed with her dude. What is wrong with you. Why would I believe you!" He said.

I gulped. "Because I-" he then through a punch in my face.

I yelped in pain and clenched my teeth. I looked up and saw he was about to do something else. I need to get out of here. I quickly avoided his last punch and ran past him.

I looked towards Patricia one last time. "I won't forget this." And ran out.

It's not like it was going to mean anything to her. She is corrupted and spoiled. You try to fix it once and it doesn't work, it's hard to ever fix again.

"Dipper!!" Sam screamed at me.

I ran down the hall and down the stairs, skipping some steps. No one stopped and noticed as they were all drunk and drugged up. No one would even care I was gone anyways.

I slammed the doors open, skipping down the steps and running into the woods. I was grateful that I was faster than Sam. I ran into the woods a little bit before hiding behind the tree.

I was panting, still not far away from the mansion. I could still hear the music and only a few hundred feet away from the entrance.

That's when I heard Sam growling and yelling in frustration when he couldn't locate me. "I know you are still out there! If I ever see your face again, I am going to make sure that I am the very last face you every see!"

Warm tears started to run down my cheeks as the pain was now starting to get to me. My hand and face were throbbing. Why did this have to happen to me.

I though everything was going to Include Bill in some shape or form. This didn't have anything to do with him.

The wind was blowing really hard, drying my tears quicker then I could produce them. I was still shook up even after hiding behind the tree for more than 30 minutes. I have had enough tonight.

I sent a text to Mabel that I went home early. She won't see it until later tonight. This was the only time ever that I wish I had Bill with me. He didn't like her and I know he would have protected me. Well, maybe not. I don't know. Maybe I deserved it? 

I started my way home. My sweater had holes into from where I was running in the woods. The branches and thorns hooking themselves on to the sweater. So much for a nice sweater.

The same question still in my mind as I look forward and keep walking.

What the hell do I keep trying?