When Billy came to your house last night to drop off a box of your stuff, he didn’t expect your parents to open the door, they thanked him and said a quick goodbye. He was going to ask if he could see you but, he could hear your muffled sobs from the front door. Is this what you wanted?

He drove past the quarry, he ultimately decided that it looked better after dark. That was the last place you both went together. Is that where you guys lost it?

-

He thought about your break up a lot. You dated for about a year, lasting longer than anyone thought you guys would’ve. Your break up consisted of yelling hurtful words at each other. He wished that he could take back everything he said that night.

You had a way with words. You could get him to do anything. You wanted to go to a school dance that Billy called ‘bull shit’? He would go out and buy a new suit and tie to match your dress. You wanted to stay in and not go to Carol’s party? He’d be at your house in five minutes with movies, and snacks.

Billy got away with worse. There was no doubt in your mind that Billy did stupid shit behind your back. Billy cheated on you multiple times, he would still harass Steve Harrington after you explicitly told him that kind if behavior bothered you, he was a dick to Max whenever he wasn’t with you.

You didn’t know about these things until the fight that caused your break up. He had started it, he accused you of having feelings towards Steve. He knew it was just a bull shit rumor that Tommy told him just to mess with him but, he needed to hear it from you. After you had told him several times that you loved him and not Steve Harrington, he still didn’t believe you. Typical.

You weren’t all that innocent either. You had been flirting with a few guys around school, it was harmless flirting, it never led to anything. Billy caught you flirty with a few of the guys on the basketball team. You tried to lie to him, saying that they were just talking to you.

You reminded him of this during your fight. That you never went beyond flirting. You just did it for the attention that Billy would refuse to give you somedays.

-

Billy asked your friends how you were doing. He got the same response from them which was an eye roll followed by “How the hell do you think she’s doing?”. He would then tell them that he wanted you to know that he was doing great! That he was not affected by your break up at all. Y/N Y/L/N? Doesn’t ring a bell.

He was lying to your friends and himself. He blamed the end of your relationship on you. After all, you wanted to break up with him. Clearly, you feeling like shit because your boyfriend of a year cheated on you several times, was your fault. You wanted to break up not him. As long as you thought that he was completely over you, he was fine. At least that’s what he thought.

-

It had been a month since you had seen Billy, and you were starting to feel like you were getting over him. Your phone started ringing. It was midnight, you thought it was one of your friends calling you to pick them up from a party.

“Hello?”

“Y/N? Oh my God. I miss you so much. I’m so sorry for everything.” He was drunk, and you wanted to scream at him. How dare he call and say that he misses you, especially after all the shit he did to you.

“You’re drunk, Billy. Hang up the phone and go to bed.” You let out an exasperated sigh, hoping he would hang up.

“No! You’re gonna take me back because we are supposed to be together! You are the worst! You can apologize all you want but, nothing will change how much I hate your guts right now. Do not call me again!” You were over him, you weren’t going to let him walk back into your life just because he said sorry.

“But-”

“No buts Billy! We are done, finished, over, I’ve moved on” You quickly hung up the phone before he could try to get in another word.

That was the last time you talked to Billy, and oh, what a relief it was.