HAT: There was a bit of an error so I'm putting the actual second chapter in place and the third chapter's gonna be after this so now you know how she ended up at McGucket's... enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything... well, except the plot and OC.
After taking about two days to think over what she can do she has come to a decision. She doesn't have to stay in this place any longer if this works, though she'll have to find someone that would be willing to help her- though that'd probably be difficult since she's treated everyone like dirt since before she can even remember. Moments of kindness would bud now and then, but overall she was terrible to everyone that she came across.
Be brave. James' encouragement was enough to push to get the plan together and to put it into action.
What'll I need? Extra clothes, maybe a few expensive dresses to sell for money... some of the money from my piggy bank... Sammy... flashlight? Food's a good idea, too. I think this is good, she thinks as she stuffs items into her backpack, using a technique that Margaret had shown her when Pacifica told her a little of her plan. She rolls up her clothes and stacks them neatly inside and even puts in a blanket this way along with her flashlight and teddy bear, Sammy, and she places the money in the front pocket of the backpack. Alright, I think I'm ready... wearing jeans and tennis shoes and my hoodie's in my backpack... Just gotta do it now.
She takes a deep breath and pokes her head out to see if the coast is clear. She sneaks through her house and goes out and hides the backpack in a secret compartment that she found when she was five and used to hide things that she liked that her parents hadn't approved of.
She goes back inside and glances around her as she walks. If she wants to leave she'll have to directly defy her parents as she did that night, but this time the results will end with something she'd once feared, but now looks forward to...kind of.
"Pacifica? What're you doing out of your room?" Her mother demands, her eyes narrowing.
This is is, she thinks with a gulp and steels herself. "I-I'm not gonna do what you want anymore... I'm... I'm gonna be nice to people and spend time with the townsfolk and I'm gonna wear comfortable clothes from now on."
Her father narrows his eyes. "What did you say, young lady?"
"Y-you heard me!"
"Pacifica Elis Northwest, you will obey us," he says as he pulls out the bell and shakes it.
It takes everything in her to disobey the orders of her parents, but she manages to- literally- put her foot down. "No!"
The silence that blankets the air around them makes her heartbeat easier to hear in her hears and she begins to tremble when she notices his grip on the bell tighten. Before she knows it she's on the ground and the sound of the bell is erratic as it slams into her over and over again. She tries her best not to sob, but a few slip out as she tries to defend herself against her father. She's vaguely aware of her mother trying her best to drag him off of her, but she's so far gone that she is not positive that this has happened.
"Get out. You are no longer a Northwest-"
"Preston-"
"Silence! I will hear nothing of it! Get out of this house," her father orders.
Pacifica pushes herself to stand despite how much her body hurts. To put new wounds on top of the once that haven't even healed yet was something that she had wanted to avoid, but there was no avoiding it. Still, despite this she manages to walk out of the mansion and through the gates. She grabs her backpack and stuffs the precious things that are inside the compartment into the backpack before walking in a random direction. The Northwest Mansion is a bit farther out so she has to trek through the woods for a while before she gets to town.
Keep going, you've gotta get to some sort of civilization before you pass out, she tells herself after fifteen minutes of trekking through the woods.
She's just glad that she is wearing decent clothing. Before she knows it she has to pull out her jacket and pull it on to keep some heat inside of her body. She doesn't know why her body feels this cold when it's summer vacation, but it does and it makes her worry a little about herself.
It could have been anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours before she makes it to the junkyard. She recalls hearing that Old Man McGucket lives here, but she doesn't have the strength to go on so she sits near the entrance and promises herself to keep moving after she gets a bit of rest.
She closes her eyes and is soon unconscious against the fence.
Stanley: *stands there with an arm folded across his chest and a hand on his chin as he stares at the story* ... beaten... with a bell... why?
HAT: Why not?
Stanley: I'm seriously considering taking you to a professional to get checked out.
HAT: What about McGucket?! And pretty much everyone else in Gravity Falls?!
Stanley: ... fair point.
HAT: Now, Stanley, would you please say it for me?
Stanley: HAT is insane.
HAT: NO! What your contract says to say!... and I'm only crazy, not insane.
Stanley: *rolls eyes* Review everyone.