[DISCONTINUED]Why Didn't You Tell Me, Pinetree?

[TWO]

Dipper was dragged down the elevator into the basement.

Yay. Dipper thought. More abuse.

Ford threw him on the ground and began chaining him to the wall.

Ford tsked. "Little sluts like you don't deserve good things."

Dipper mentally smirked. Dulley noted, Sixer.

Ford went back upstairs, annoyingly leaving the chains on.

"Pss! Pinetree!" Dipper heard. He sighed in relief. It's only Bill.

"Only Bill! Why I'm offended, Pinetree. I thought you'd have more respect with how vulnerable you are at the moment." Oh Bill, whatever you do, it's been done before.

"Really!? I doubt that, Pinetree." Try me.

"Hm. What did you do to deserve this anyways, kid?" Bill asked, looking around warily.

Was disrespectful. I didn't know Shooting Star couldn't do sign language. Sixer will come down here soon for my punishment. Heard he bought new toys. Dipper knew Bill could read his mind, so why talk?

"Toys? You don't mean.."

Yup. Get used to it Cipher, this is my life.

"This- This is how they treat you!? My pinetree!?" I flinched back violently.

"P-Pinetree?" Bill whimpered. "I'm not going to hurt you.."

I can't risk that.

"W-What? Oh....I....I think I should...go.." Bill was going!? No!

Bill no! Please... protect me...

And the basement was quiet.