His heart felt like it was gonna burst out of his chest with how heartbroken he was. The relationship had only lasted for a year but he had truly loved this person, even if they had been extremely abusive and even cheated on him. It felt like his heart was going to be ripped out from his very chest but he knew he deserved someone so much better. It didn't matter that the bruises on his body had healed his heart was still bruised.

As he walked around his ex's house he could tell that their family despised him. Just by the way they looked at him and whispered. He didn't blame them because he could only imagine the lies they had been fed. As he walked up the stairs into the attic where him and his lover use to stay he almost wanted to cry again but he stayed calm and stoic on the outside.

Bill walked over to his stuff that was in a box, it was all broken and damaged. It didn't matter, he could replace it. "Where is my hairspray—? Can't I have anything!?" Bill said underneath his breath in a frustrated voice. His long fingers wrapped around the box and the German male lifted it up with ease. As he turned to leave though he jumped when he saw his ex's older sibling. "Oh mein Gott! Oh, you startled me." Bill said with that strong German accent of his. His long fingers gripped at the box a bit tighter.