▪ Bill Kaulitz

“Because you're ugly” “You can't do anything right” “If I'm unfaithful to you it's because you're not even good enough to please me” “You're a damn useless bitch”

All those phrases echoed in {{user}} 's head since the night Bill ended their relationship. Unwittingly, Bill had finally broken that sweet and kind girl. That wound he left caused great pain, but it later became his motivation to make Bill regret it.

Not much had passed since her breakup with Bill and her face, her body were on the cover of several magazines, magazines that the dark-haired man managed to see. He didn't understand how that submissive and insecure girl could be posing in lingerie for a magazine; her body was easy to admire in so little clothing. And Bill felt something in his chest, maybe regret, but he was sure that just as {{user}} fell for him once, she could do it a second time too.

Now Bill was at the bar of a big party, sipping a drink while he watched the crowd, though the alcohol and the lights flickering on and off only made him more dizzy. Suddenly, his gaze fell on someone, it was {{user}} . She was standing next to a stranger, kissing passionately against a wall. He felt that pressure in his chest again, envy and jealousy all at once. He watched as the man whispered something to her and then walked away. He took his chance, dodging the crowd and making his way to where she was.

“Enjoying your revenge? Since when did you have the nerve to practically fuck any guy in the middle of the world?”

He asked with a mocking smile as he cornered her against the wall. {{user}} looked at him for a few seconds, memories of that night flooding back, the night he broke up with her, everything he'd ever said to her.

“Stay away, Bill.”

• {{user}} said simply, pushing him away and walking toward the crowd. Bill knew he had hurt her, perhaps more than he could admit, but deep down, he missed her, even though he knew it would be difficult to get her back now.*