I melt into the kiss. At first, I was surprised, but then I started to kiss him back. Something that I'm questioning is why would a demon fall in love with a human girl who's classified as a criminal? More importantly, why would she love him back?

  "I......I love you Y/n. I love you with all my heart," Bill breaks away from the kiss, leaving me wanting another kiss from him.

  "I love you too Bill," I whisper "But how can you even love me? I'm just a freak."

  "A beautiful freak then," Bill whispers into my ear before he hugs me. I can't help it, I cry into his shoulder. I hug him and cry like the baby I am. "Shh, it's okay Y/n. It's okay."

  "Bill, I-" I don't get to finish what I was going to say. Police sirens become all that I hear. Bill looks down at me with panic written all over his face.

  "Run Y/n, run!" he screams. I nod at him and run, as far away as possible. Straight into the forest, away from the police, making me feel as if I'm truly guilty. Bill was left behind at the Mystery Shack, and it's my fault. The police will figure out that he's a demon and will experiment on him. And it will all be my fault. The blame is completely on me.

  I should have seen all of this coming, I am a home wrecker after all. Every home I've lived in has ended in tragedy. It doesn't matter if I'm happy there or not, it just ends in tragedy. Now, I've endangered the Pines family for harboring a criminal, aka me. Everywhere I go I just make a mess of things. Tomorrow, I should just turn myself in.

  "Don't turn yourself in Y/n, you're innocent. We need to find the true culprit," Says a familiar voice. Whipping my head around, I find Bill staring down at me.

  "Bill?! You're okay!" Tears are finding their way out of my eyes as I leap up and hug Bill who has a stern expression on his face. "Thank god you're okay!"

  "Don't you worry about me Y/n, worry about yourself. They somehow found you."

  "Some bastard probably tipped them off," I say which makes Bill laugh.

  "Probably. Maybe we should give you a disguise to help you blend in though."

  "Please don't say that you're going to make me look like a girly girl..."

  "Then I won't be able to tell you the plan,"

  "Fine, just do it."

  "Gladly," Bill snaps his fingers and I immediately feel different,"Want to take a look?"

  "Yeah, I wanna see how horrible I look," as soon as I say this, a mirror appears in front of me.

  "AH! What the hell did you do to me Bill?!"

  "I made you look adorable, that's what. But now I need a disguise and you need a new fake identity,"

  "Fine. I'll be...Andrea Miller?" (If that's your first name then change it to whatever you want)

  "Sounds cute and adorable, good. Now, time for my disguise!" Bill says before he snaps his fingers. A cloud of smoke surrounds him and then disappears in a matter of seconds. When it disappears, instead of seeing the demon I've grown to love, I see a emo teenage boy. Is he going to pose as someone related to Robbie?

   "Alright Y/n, let's go back. Or should I say Andrea?"

  "Yeah yeah, let's just go already,"

  "Fine, but you've got to act like one of those shy girls in front of other people. I'll pretend to be a emo boy,"

  "So are we going to pretend that we're dating too?" I say with very obvious sarcasm laced into my words.

  "Sure! Why not?" Bill said with a huge ass grin etched on his face.

  "W-wait! I was being sarcastic!"

  "Too late to take it back now sweetcheeks! Now, get into character,"

  "Fine!" I snap, "but only because I need to survive!"

  "Excuses excuses. Just get into character already 'Andrea'," he says before he starts to slouch and looking down at the ground. I turn my feet inwards, tried to make my eyes look a little wider, and start fiddling with my hair. The cops might be fooled by this, but they might also not. Well, only one way to find out.

  "Alright Y/n, come out now! We have the building surrounded!" a police officer yells. Me and Bill get around them easily and slip back into the shack.

  "That was a close call!"

  "That it was Bill. That it was,"

  "Hey Y/n, what-"

  "What's going on?! Why are they searching for Y/n?! You might just as well drop those disguises though, we know it's you two," shouts a voice behind us. It sounds like Stan.

  "You want an explanation? Fine then. Get ready for story time,"