Billy heard that there was a commotion going on the second floor. He was completely unsure what was happening but he had heard someone scream. He shot a look over to Max who just gave him a shrug as a response. Billy was really tempted to go up there. But there was a feeling in his gut that he shouldn't. It was based off the assumption that whatever he might see up there, some of it will be Kate related. And of all the horrors and thought he had so far tonight, he was not sure if he wanted to treat himself to another.<br/><br/>So, he stood there right next to Max as whatever caused the commotion had calmed down a little. Maybe it was not Kate related, maybe it was just some other person in here doing something. But considering what Jeffrey had said when he had went up the stairs it was very unlikely it was someone else. Billy looked down at the floor not wanting to look up to see what was already making its way down the stairs. Max tapped on Billy's shoulder, Billy ignored it at first but then there was a third and a fourth tap so Billy raised his head to see Kate being lead by some kind of leash down the stairs. It hurt him to look at it any longer than a second and he looked away.<br/><br/>But then he could smell her as she passed by, he could smell the liquor and some of the sweat that glistened her body but there was a lingering scent under all of that. Her scent from when she had first gotten out of the shower. With olfactory being so closely linked to memory he could still see her on the couch explaining to him how she liked this. A thing he still did not understand. A thing he wanted to stop. But could he? No. The wheels had been set into motion by Kate. So it was only right that Kate got what she wanted or at least what he assumed she wanted. She should have known that Jeffrey was going to punish her for insulting him. She should have known. Billy believed she did, and had done it on purpose to cause exactly what was going on right now. Billy was naive about what Kate wanted or even what she was thinking while she was here. And he was starting to give up and even trying to comprehend it.<br/><br/>Billy shook his head at his own weakness. He looked over to Max. It looked like the football star that he idolized at one time was the only person who even grasp what was going on. Billy had no clue what was going on. His eyes were asking for guidance. He glanced away from Max for a moment to see Kate get tugged along into "Basement Club". Something about that place gave him even more of the creeps than this club had when he had originally shown up.<br/><br/>"Max, I need your input on this one. Should I go after her? Does she even want me to?" Billy needed answers and he did not care if he got them from Max or from someone else. He just wanted them.<br/><br/>On one hand, he loved Kate and wanted her to be away from here and be safe. But on the other he wanted to respect her wishes and let her do what she wanted. Love meant that he had to value her decisions as a human being and live with the decisions she had decided to make. And if this was one of those decisions then he was going to give her that respect to let her make it. He did not like it. But if she wanted to do it then that was her choice.<br/><br/>Still Billy did not trust his own judgement and he wanted a second opinion from Max. Should Billy continue to chase after her after it had seemed so apparent throughout this whole night that he had been nothing but a burden to her and what she wanted? He thought that Max was much more qualified to answer that question than he was. Max knew the current her, and Billy was still getting used to it so Max was definitely more of an authority to answer the issue.