Chapter 33: Rain

'Rain, those little water drops that pour from the sky in a trickle at a time or even in droves. It was once said that when it rains, the angels in the heavens are crying, or that the higher powers are cleansing the earth of evil using rain. Many interpretations can be made, but sometimes rain gives the dreadful feeling of what is to come.'

~Pacifica's P.O.V)~

Ruined, everything is ruined. I should have seen it coming. The moment I thought everything has finally come together, I should have known that it wouldn't take long to fall apart. I thought I finally put the past behind me, the rape, the beating, the screaming, the torture, everything, but I didn't think of what was truly in the background waiting to surface the moment I thought I left everything behind me. Why does this happen to me? Why is it hard for me to have a happy ending? Am I not allowed to have one day of sunshine? One day of happiness? One day of knowing that I had nothing to worry about? Am I allowed that in this life or is it just cut out for everyone else but me?

As I stand with a blanket around my shoulders, I stare back at my house and release a sigh. My house or should I say, my torture chamber, the one place that my torture has always taken place in the past, is burning down. Not only was I attacked, but the one place that hasn't felt as cold in months, was also attacked and is now burning down in a fiery blaze that is as red as the sun in the summer at dusk. I release another tiring sigh that indicates just how in disbelief I am about what is going on. Another life was taken, another murder has taken place, another demon in my life has risen after having buried the majority of them. I just don't understand why this keeps happening to me. I thought the worst of it was over; how much of a fool I was to actually believe what I told myself.

A few tears roll down my cheeks as I lower my head. I just can't look at the blaze that is consuming the west wing of my mansion. My bedroom use to be in that area along with what housed the one I cared for the most and the one who use to make me feel lower than sludge. I can hope they made it out ok as I'm not getting any answers to my questions. I just gave up entirely.

"Ms. Northwest, we're going to need your story about who kidnapped you." I hear an officer say behind me. "I know this is devastating for you, but the more information we have, the better."

Kidnapped and tortured, for the second time in my life. If I thought Ryan was bad, the rude awakening and the reality of it is, this time was worse, much worse. If the cuts on my arms, neck, face, and legs that I got while fighting for my life from the monster that did this doesn't say enough, the emotional suffering I'm enduring at this point will say it all. I barely got out with my life, the life that I was constantly reminded of that was a mistake numerous times by my mother and was nearly taken from me due to a past mistake that I wish more than ever I could take back, but I survived with it. I survived only to be faced with the harshest reality there is: Nothing will ever be normal for me, no matter how hard I try or try to cover it up. I know I wasn't the best person in this town, but I don't believe I deserve even this. I was beaten, bruised and emotionally damaged before this point, but now, I'm worse off than I was before.

Turning to the officer with blood shot tear stained eyes, I nod my head slowly, ready to give the officer my story. I now feel an arm of warmth wrap around my shoulder, it providing warmth I haven't felt in days, the kind of warmth I craved and longed for while I was being tortured and beaten. Turning to my right, I see my loving boyfriend Dipper Pines. I can't thank him enough for sticking by me through all of this. He has looked beyond the shattered glass that was my façade, the damaged girl that he first met on our first summer's meeting, and the aire of importance that I tried to throw around, he saw beyond all of that. Instead, he saw and accepted the true me, a broken girl that needed picking up and repairing, someone who he refused to turn his back on through everything. I couldn't be happier to have him in my life, even if nothing else is.

"You can do this Pacifica." Dipper says to me with a smile. "I'm here with you."

I nod to him as a small smile crosses my face. I can do this, I can tell who ripped away what little life I tried to call my own while ultimately trying kill me in the process. I can do this.

"It-It—it was her." I finally speak, my voice trembling with fear as if she is actually standing in front of me, threatening me at this very moment. "It was-her, Sha—" I stammer, feeling myself break down once more. I can't say it, I just can't say it, it hurts too much to say it. The moment I say that name or even think about it, the image of that face that tried to take my life will appear in my mind, ultimately reminding me of my suffering. I just can't say it!

"Ms Northwest?" The cop calls out to me. "I really want to help you and the only way to do that is to inform me of who did this to you."

More tears begin rolling down my cheeks as I turn to Dipper and burry my head in his neck, his arms wrapping around me to comfort me. I really need that right now.

"It was Shannon." Dipper spills to the officer, the suppressed crying I tried so hard to conceal rocking my entire body as all of my emotional pain and suffering surfaces, soaking Dipper's shirt and the blanket that is surrounding my shoulders. I know he had to tell him, but right in front of me? "Shannon did this to Pacifica."

"How do you know who this, what is your name?" The officer asks Dipper as I stifle an oncoming sob that will drown out the conversation.

"Dipper Pines." Dipper reveals. "I know because I was there to save her and I was the one to give her that scar after she tried to stab Pacifica. I couldn't let her get away with that."

"Is that how you got that bad bruise on your right arm?" The officer questions Dipper.

"Yes sir it is." Dipper replies, his hold on me getting tighter as I am hugged closer against him. "I didn't get this scar in vain."

Dipper was simply amazing and if my rescue was televised, everyone else would have seen it too. All he was missing was the white horse and body armor. I'm more than grateful that I have given my life to him and just wouldn't have it any other way.

"Then if you wouldn't mind, could I get your testimony as well as Pacifica's?" The officer asks as I lift my head off of Dipper's shoulder and turn to the officer. "Your testimonies will be enough to get this girl put behind bars for good. She has created a number of past causalities, but none of the past evidence against her has stuck, but I know with your combined testimonies and evidence, this girl will never walk the streets of this town again. I know this will make sure she never walks free."

I turn my vision to Dipper, his vision catching with mine, his brown eyes telepathically asking am I up to doing this as it was a real struggle for me before to even say the girl's name. For Dipper, I'll do this because the only way to end my suffering for good is to make sure to bury this last and final demon that has been silently dancing in the shadows.

Dancing Shadows fic coming soon to the Gravity Falls section!

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