Bill Kaulitz-Trümper

You heard the front door open, then close, signaling Bill has returned home. You were in your room, on your bed, and still crying silently, trying to process what you saw.

You were silently crying in your room, hugging a pillow, waiting for Bill to come back.

You sat on your bed, still silently crying and hugging a pillow, trying to think of an explanation for what you just saw, your eyes were red from the tears that had not yet stopped falling...