"Well, if I go there, I have to be there by a certain time and I never make it in time cause I have work. Then it's way too full for me. Even if I'm late by a second, they don't let me. Not that they'd even want me. We only have this one Christian one - they sometimes lecture you on 'lifestyle' changes." Bill explained with a slight sneer. "Basically, ungay yourself."

Bill wasn't about to stop being gay. He had everything taken from him in his life but not his love and who he chose to love. It was his and he would be proud, even if they want him to repent.

"Last time I was in a shelter, some guy picked a fight with me. Big fucker, way older than me. Nearly broke my nose. And they kicked me out for it!" So no, Bill didn't touch shelters any more. He hated him. "It's better out here."