you my girl.

prosecution 

gionnis pov

"so you walked in, and he had her hand was on his penis?" the officer asked me

"no, they were sitting on the couch. she was already crying, so i asked what happened"

" stevenson was on the couch with her?" he asked

his questions really made me mad, because i've told him the story 100 times.

he's asking shit he already knows that answer to

but i guess this is his job and he needs specific information

"yessir"

"and you said he was standing up when you started fighting, at what point did he stand up"

"when i was asking what happened, i don't know he just stood up" i tell him

"ok and at anytime you were downstairs did you see Stevenson actually touch your sister" he asked

"yeah so he was holding her against his chest, almost in a headlock but it wasn't tight. he was just trying to keep her there" i explained as best as i could

"and why were you there in the first place" he taps his pen on his notepad

"he was an old friend so we stopped to see him"

we've been at the police station all day
i was so tired

and they won't let me see danny either

"ok when you were there did you see or know of stevenson using any substances"

"like drugs?"

"yes"

"um yeah i knew he was doing a few things but i never really asked"

"can you tell me what you think they were"

"well obviously weed, but he had some heavier shit here and there" i bounced my leg up and down

"can you tell me what they were gionni?"

"i'm not an expert with this but i know he had some codeine, and cocaine but i don't think he took them at the same time ever. i don't know" i shrugged my shoulders

nothing ever happened in this town. so i'm not surprised this was their main priority

"do you know if he was high last night" he asked

"yeah i think he was" i admit

i actually knew he was, i watched him get high

"did you participate in any of it with him that night?"

"no"

"and you're positive about that" he asked like i was lying

"yes. i have panic disorder, adhd, ocd, shit like that. any kind of drugs make it worse"

"do you take medicine for these"

not sure what that has to do with anything

"yes" i run my hands over my face and sigh

danny's pov

"ok so he squeezes your inner thigh, did you encourage this or did you immediately tell him to stop" a lady officer was questioning me

they we're trying to make it sound like i wanted it to happen. i think they were trying to guilt me into just saying it was a misunderstanding and drop everything