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WARNING: This chapter contains small fighting and a bit of blood (literally, just a bit, like 1% bit). Continue reading at your own risk.
"PACIFICA NORTHWEST!"
Preston Northwest's screams got louder and louder each passing minute, and the kicking of the door made Dipper and Pacifica tremble. Still holding hands, Pacifica had more of a death grip, but Dipper didn't seem to mind. He needed to protect Pacifica from anything that would happen, since he now just recognized new feelings for her.
"Dipper..." Pacifica shook, as she gripped her gloved hands onto the brunette. She quickly removed her hands from his and decided to hold onto him instead. Pacifica leaned her face into Dipper's suit, and linked her hands behind his back. Dipper held his hands around Pacifica as well, and placed his cheek on top of Pacifica's head. Both held onto each other, still afraid of the terror outside. They had hugged several times this evening, and wouldn't bother if there was more to come.
Another round of kicks was banging on the door. "Come out this door or you will face punishment, young lady!" Preston announced. "And you will leave my daughter alone, you reckless boy!"
"No, no, I want him here..." Pacifica murmured quietly after her father's rough orders. Dipper hugged tighter to Pacifica, feeling the same way.
Dipper and Pacifica then heard Preston twist and turn the handle of Pacifica's doorknob furiously, the knob turning but was resisting to be opened. Their eyes stared at the moving knob, afraid it would make one complete rotation and the door would open. Luckily, the knob didn't even budge. Preston gave up twisting the knob and returned back to slamming on the door. The pattern of Preston's attempts to get in made Dipper a bit amused, but he was more worried about Pacifica more than a crazy dad trying to get in a locked room.
Minutes passed by, and there were many different times where Preston would take a break from his raging actions. It made Dipper and Pacifica also back down for a few seconds, but they continued to cling onto each other when Preston was back at it. They soon found it tiring as more minutes passed.
Suddenly, there was a long pause. It wasn't like any of those times where Preston would take a break from banging on the door, it was more of a time where he would surrender. Dipper and Pacifica were a bit confused on the sudden seconds of silence, thinking that Preston might have escaped and left them, but he didn't.
Slowly, Pacifica heard the chilling tone of a bell ringing from outside the door.
The hairs on her neck stood, and her skin gained goosebumps as the ringing started to echo and desolate into her mind. Pacifica shook to the ground, dragging Dipper along with her, and she removed her hands from the boy and placed them on her ears. She could still hear a muffled sound of a bell, even though she was trying to avoid it.
"Pacifica Elise Northwest," Preston Northwest spoke, his voice a bit calmer and serious than his rage earlier, "Open the door this instant."
Pacifica shook her head, the palms of her hands squishing into her ears. "No, no, no, no..." she repeatedly said. "I disobeyed you once, so I'll do it again. I don't have to listen to you anymore."
The bell only grew louder. "Come on, now- do it for Grandpa Donovan."
Pacifica froze. The name of her grandfather ringed in her mind, and she completely sank to the floor. Tears started to well up in her eyes, as a caring portrait of her grandfather flashed in her mind.
Dipper also froze to the name Donovan. He was really dear to the young girl, and he would feel terrible if someone would use Mabel's identity to force him to do something. He slightly kneeled to the ground and stared at the door with more terror. The bell also chilled his skin. He glanced over at Pacifica, and was in shock when her started to rise up from her position on the floor.
"Grandpa..." Pacifica peeped, full drops of water falling down her cheek. "I'll do anything... for him..."
She stood up and walked over to the door, taking moderate steps, her fear starting to settle in. "Anything for Grandpa Donovan..." Pacifica said, almost like a ghost. She placed her hand on the first lock, and unlocked it after a few seconds have passed. The clicking sound made Dipper's heart skip. "No, Pacifica, don't-" Dipper warned, but Pacifica already made her way to the second lock and opened it. "Pacifica, stop!" Dipper almost screamed, as he made his way to Pacifica slowly. Outside, Dipper could hear Preston Northwest doing an evil chuckle, continuing the ring the bell. "Grandpa Donovan..." he sneered.
The blonde was staring at the door with a blank face. "Grandpa Donovan..." the girl repeatedly said. She then reached her hand to the third lock, and waited a few seconds to build up the tension. Dipper was almost about to faint, realizing the door was almost open. His heart completely stopped when Pacifica unlocked the last lock, and turned the knob, ignoring Dipper's protests. The door flipped open, and unveiled a mischievous looking Preston Northwest holding the same obedient bell he kept on using on Pacifica. He stopped the ringing once Pacifica fell in front of him. It seems she was exhausted and under a mind spell.
"There, there, that's a good girl-" Preston smiled, but was suddenly interrupted by a loud shriek fired from his voice.
Dipper bolted his head over to look at Preston, and noticed Pacifica kicked his shin. She snapped out of her dazed expression, making Dipper relieved that she wasn't back to listening to the dumb old bell again. "You really thought I would fall for that?" Pacifica growled, backing away and placing herself in front of Dipper. "Grandpa would never let me fall into the care of you. He wanted me to be who I always wanted to be, he wanted me to be a free bird."
Preston realized a screech of pain, as he reached down to rub his shin. He then looked at his daughter with an angered and furious look, having enough already of his daughter's reckless attitude. "My father was nothing but a gullible idiot." Preston grunted. "All he did was help others, and didn't even bother to take care of his own family. When I was small, he would never bother to say a good morning or a good night since he wasn't in my life for a long time. So when your mother gave birth to you, he thought this was a good time to clean up his stupid mistakes. But guess what? He never even gave me a single chance."
Pacifica's crying seemed to dry up earlier, but her eyes started to water again. "You... you LIAR!" Pacifica shouted, and slammed her foot in a fit of anger. "Grandpa told me that he loved you so much, he missed you everyday when he went travelling! Of course, I might have been his other option to really take care of, but he wanted to be with you once again before he died! But you were always so busy with living up with the Northwest reputation, and you were normally cold to him every time he said hi. He didn't know what to do, so he normally played and decided to raise me with care. You pushed him away, dad! You had your chance and you SCREWED IT UP!"
Suddenly, a hand slapped Pacifica's cheek. The girl didn't even have a second to clear her breath.
Dipper's eyes widened in shock as a red color started to swell in her cheek a few seconds after. Preston Northwest looked completely enraged, his face burning with red from frustration. "You brat..." Preston moaned, as he slapped Pacifica's other cheek. "You really think you could change me? You really think that dried up man LOVED me? I never loved him, so what was the POINT?!" He slapped Pacifica's face several times, Pacifica pleading him to stop. Dipper was completely frozen at this point, as his heart started to wither as he saw Pacifica getting hurt. He couldn't bother to see Preston Northwest hurt her one more time.
In a fit of anger, and probably stupidity, Dipper raced over to Pacifica and pushed her over, as Preston Northwest was ready for another round of slapping. Pacifica fell to the side, and rubbed her heated and swelling cheeks in pain. She gasped at the sight of her father slapping Dipper.
Preston wasn't that alert to the switch, he only continued. "Ah, so you think you are worthy for my daughter, hm?" Preston asked, as Dipper fell to the floor from the hard smacks Preston switched to. Dipper tried to catch his breath as his heart started to beat faster and faster, but he then fell to the ground completely by Preston's foot landing on top of his back. Preston's shoes started to dig into Dipper's back, the heel of the shoe starting to pierce his skin. Dipper groaned in pain. Preston laughed at the weak boy who was under his foot. "You really are stupid, aren't you?" Preston snorted, as his foot dug deeper and deeper onto Dipper's back. He even jumped a little to increase the pain.
"Just... leave her alone..." Dipper croaked, tears starting to fall from his eyes. Preston ignored him, and only gave more effort into his foot. Dipper's eyes slowly fluttered and closed as he released all the tension from his body, giving up his will to fight. He knew he was too weak to fight someone.
Preston laughed like a madman, as his foot stopped in place. Pacifica, watching and trembling by the defeat of Dipper, took immediate action and sprung, and snatched onto her father's arm, trying to fight him while Dipper tried to heal. Preston's face suddenly faded in annoyance, as he turned around and faced his daughter himself. "You beast! How DARE you!" Pacifica shouted. "How dare you hurt DIPPER!"
Preston, like always, just laughed at his daughter's words and her attempt to fight. "You really like this boy, don't you, Pacifica?" Preston teased. "And after I have offered so many men to you, you pick this little rat."
"Because he's something more, okay?!" Pacifica replied back harshly, feeling no regret. "There's more to him that meets the eye, and he's probably the most coolest guy I know in this town!"
Preston continued laughing. "He's the most foolish and most stupidest person I have ever known in my lifetime, dear daughter!" Pacifica grunted, but continued to wrestle her father.
Dipper heard the sweet and caring words of Pacifica, realizing that it was relevant that she had feelings for him too. He smiled a bit, starting to get a bit excited, as his heart started to race. But he found out that didn't matter. Pacifica was in a struggle, so he had to help her out. "Hey, Preston," Dipper said harshly, trying to capture the man's attention. Preston stopped fidgeting with Pacifica and turned around to see the boy he defeated a few minutes before.
"I'll do anything to protect Pacifica from anything," Dipper announced, his cheeks glowing a bit red. "You're doing a horrible job at it, so it's now my turn to love-"
Before Dipper could continue, Preston charged at Dipper and kicked his head with the thick front of his shoe. A rushing and stinging pain flooded at Dipper's head, as he slowly started to lose conscience. He needed to finish the sentence, but his body and the pain that was attacking him prevented any words falling from his mouth. Everything started to fade into black, but Dipper saw Pacifica race over to him, as she reached over and held onto his head. She raised him into a tight hug. Before completely blacking out, Pacifica yelled out a name: "Mr. Mann! Help!" Dipper slightly raised an eyebrow with the leftover strength he had. "Mr... Mann...?" Dipper echoed, and he felt a bit of a cool liquid flow down his forehead. It was blood. Pacifica looked at him one final time before Dipper closed his eyes, and he felt Pacifica's hand hold onto his.
Then everything went black.