You slowly opened your eyes. The sound of the fire cracking came into view. You still felt really weak from the drug. You pulled the silky blanket closer to you as you closed your eyes again. All you wanted to do was sleep. Then you started to remember what happened to you. Joey...than a boy name Mason saved you. You opened your eyes and looked around.

You were in this dark room with only the fire being the only light of the room. You were laying down on the sofa. Your twisted ankle was on a pillow and ice was on top of it. When you turn your head you saw the figure of the man you saved you. It was still fuzzy and it was hard to see still and the bright light of the fire didn't help.

"M-Mason?" You mumbled.

Mason turned and looked at you, "Oh great...you heard that."

Now he was angled towards you, the light from the fire brighten up his face as your vision cleared up. Your eyes widen, "Dipper!"

You then sat up more, "W-what are you doing here! Wh-Where is Mason!?"

"Calm down before you hurt yourself even more, plus be quiet!"

"Where is Mason!?"

"I'm Mason."

"But your name is Dipper."

"It is. Both of them are my name. Mason is my real name but I like to be called Dipper."

You just looked at him. You grabbed the silky blanketed for comfort but then you realize it was actually his cape that he wore for the show. You tighten your jaw, actually mad at yourself for thinking it was some hero.

Rubbing your temple to hopefully help with your head ache.

Then Dipper threw a shirt at your lap, "Put this shirt on. I'll be back. Better have that shirt on when I come back." Dipper then left, gently closing the door. You looked at the shirt. It was nice and silky and fancy. You then put on the shirt and button it up. Right as you button it up the door opened and Dipper came around the corner and held out a cup, "Here."

You looked at it.

"It's just tea to help with the drossiness of the drug and the head ache. Trust me, I'm not going to drug you. I don't believe in that."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't believe you should drug someone to make love. It only works if both people want it. It's just common sense. Besides you aren't my type at all."

You looked at the tea. It did smell good and seem warm. So you took the tea into your hands and started to drink it.

"You can keep the shirt. It's one of Mabel's old shirts; just don't wear it in public. She knows all of them by heart and will know that I took one if she sees it outside." Dipper replied as he faced back to the fire.

"Why are you doing this for me?" You asked.

"Because...Joseph was someone I've always tried to end. He's been doing this a lot you know. He move town and town, changing his name and look. Then he will find girls that he likes and will date them for a bit and find a perfect time to act. After that he will drugged them and rape them. If you are lucky your parents would be gone for one night...most times...you are not. After he's done with the girl, he would just move on. The girls of course would tell their parents and cops but he always gets away." Then he sigh, "About the end of the school year last year...His name was Mike and he was dating Mabel."

Then he faced me, "She and you are the only ones that escape. Mabel managed to get herself out just in time and I got you in time. I may be heartless but nobody can be that heartless to use a girl like that. Especially when someone was going to use my sister...they shall burn."

He faced the fire after that, "Doesn't matter anyways...he won't hurt anyone else."

I looked at him, "What do you mean by that?"

"Doesn't it really matter now?"

You swallowed some tear, "I-I guess not..."

"Good...now get some sleep. You'll leave in the morning."

Couldn't really argue with him. So you finished the tea and you already felt better. You actually felt safe and warm. Not scared and cold. So you end up falling asleep.

You woke up to a bright light in your eyes. You moaned as you opened your eyes. It was the sun coming out of a crack of the curtains hitting your eyes. You rubbed your eyes and stretched a little. You looked around and to your surprise you found Dipper asleep in a chair, slumped over the arm of it. He was snoring softly. It was kinda adorable. Even the thought that he stayed with you for the whole night.

Then there was a soft knock on the door. You were startle and didn't know what to do. Was the rest of the house supposed to know that you were there? So you didn't reply to the knock and you lean down more, opening if they peak in they won't see you.

The door did open, "M-Master? M-Master D-Dipper?" It sounded like a man. Then sounds of footsteps came closer to you.

"Oh crap." You muttered. You couldn't run or hide. So you just closed your eyes enough to look like your asleep but there was enough room for you to see a little. A man came around the sofa but to the chair Dipper was in.

He looked to be in his 20's, in a suit with a tail coat and he had blue hair. He cautiously went to Dipper's side and gently shook him, "M-Master? It's t-time to w-wake up."

Dipper groans and lazily slaps the man's arm, "5 more minutes...."

"But M-Master....It's really t-t-time to wake up...f-for school...and..." He glanced at you. Something that you notice was his eye, the eye that you saw from his side. It was blue with a slit for the pupil. It was really strange.

"And t-the Miss y-you b-brought." He finished his sentence and looked back at Dipper.

"The Miss....what have you been smoking..." Dipper mumbled.

"M-Master...P-Please..."

Then suddenly Dipper just shot up and shouted at the man, "Why are you waking me up so late, Cipher!?"

You were started by his suddenly shout.

"M-Master! P-Please be q-quiet."

Dipper stood up, pushing the man aside as he rubbed his face, "Argh, fine! Whatever...just get out of here before she wakes up."

"M-Master..."

"Chop, chop!" Dipper snapped, "That was an order!"

The servant shakily nod his head, "Y-Yes, M-Master Dipper."

Then he left, closing the door softly behind him. Dipper ran through his hair and face, trying to get the sleep out. Then he fixed his clothing and hair before he shook you, "(Y/N), wake up."

You waited for a bit and moaned, acting that were asleep.

"(Y/N)!" this this he shouted and shook you a bit rougher.

"Ah! What the heck! Didn't have to shake me that hard!" You snapped.

"Well you wouldn't wake up! Besides you need to leave." He growled. Then he went over and lift the melted bag of ice, "The swelling has gone completely down and now you can walk."

"Don't I need to wrap it?"

"Not when I'm tending it." Dipper replied as he set the bag of water on the end table.

"You make no sense."

He didn't reply. He only stretched out his hand. You reached up to grab it but he jerk away, "You can get up on your own." He snapped, "I want my cape back."

You glared at him for the moment before you rolled your eyes and took off his cape that was around you and place it in his hand, "Well Mr. Hormones, how could I know what you want? I can't read minds."

Dipper rolled his eyes as he just started to head to the door, "Come on."

You sat up completely straight and looked at your ankle. It wasn't swollen anymore and it didn't even hurt. You started to rotate your ankle. You could move it perfectly. "Wow." You muttered.

"Are you done yet?!" Dipper snapped impatiently.

You stood up and everything was perfectly fine. You grabbed your shoe that was right next to you and you walked over to where Dipper was waiting in the door way, impatient as ever. "Its' about time."

"Well I had a twisted ankle before and they don't heal up that quickly."

"If you listen before....Not when I'm tending it, it doesn't heal like a normal twisted ankle." He replied. You swear you saw him smirked a little. He shoved you a little forward so he could close the door.

"You'll have time to get to your house and change clothes so you don't look like some homeless person."

You looked at your clothes. They were muddy and torn. "A-Actually S-Sir..." The man walked up shakily, "T-There is n-no time....y-you o-over slept."

Dipper looked back, "I over slept! Well who's the idiot that wouldn't let me sleep in!" Dipper then raise his hand like he was going to strike him. The man flinched. Dipper stopped before he actually hit him. He clutched his hand that was raised, "Just get some clothes for her to change into. Some of the old 'rags' of Mabel's. Then something to eat."

The servant looked at him, surprise, but shakily nod his head, "Y-Yes M-Master..." Then he went off. Dipper lowered his hand.

"What was that for? Were you going to strike him?!" You demanded.

Dipper didn't look at you, "Doesn't it really matter? You all are just pests that make things so difficult."

"You were! You were going to strike him!" You took a step back, "Oh my gosh! I thought you were a jerk then I thought you had a soft side, that you hide it through the rich spoiled little boy act! No! You are just a cruel and heartless jerk! You were only nice to me because it was for your benefit! To hurt Joey from coming after your sister!"

"Well he isn't in pain any more..." He muttered slyly as he looks at me, "If you cared about that."

You shook your head, "You are the worse! How could people even like you!"

"Because they don't know about everything and they won't...they can't."

"Oh yeah? I bet I could tell everyone in the school that you strike your own servants and..."

"But you won't say anything." He interrupted you.

"What makes you think that?"

He then got really close to you, up to your face, "Because I know that you won't say anything of what I do. Heck you don't know everything that I do. Just the tip of it. You will think you can tell people but you can't. Do you want people at school to know that you were raped?"

"I...I wasn't...you..."

"Oh did I? Was I there? Because there are no proof that I was there."

"Proof?"

"Oh yes! Haven't you heard the news? He was found murder this morning."

"M-Murder?"

"A tragic thing for a young boy like himself. Only the clue that they could possible hope is a shirt that was left behind. That could lead to may things...like DNA of a hair, or spit, or something. That would break the case and lead them to who was with him that night...the only person that could have killed him."

"W-What?"

He then stood up straight, placing his hands behind his back, "Oh you'll get it through your head alright." His lips curled into a cruel smile, "You can't say anything."

You just looked at him, horrified.

Then the man came with some other clothes, "M-Master...t-the clothes..."

"Ah, yes. It's about time you showed up, Cipher." He took the neatly folded clothes from him and stuff into your hands, "Bathroom is down this hall, third door on the right. Hurry up and change or you'll be late for school. Don't want to tell your parents why you were late, because didn't they say to not be with boys alone? Tsk, Tsk, such a rule breaker."

You're cheeks redden. You tighten your grip that was on the clothes. He had this twisted look, like he was pleased with himself for blackmailing you. You could even see the hint of this blood thirsty spark in his blue eyes. You wanted to slapped or hit him so badly but you would fail. It would just get you even more into the hole.

You just went towards the bathroom without saying anything, hating Dipper Gleeful.