Let's play a game of Russian Roulette, I'll load the gun, you place the bets. Tell me, who will make it out alive.
Over and over and over again, we play the same old game. Cards kept close to our chest, that way the secret's kept. So wear your poker face, here's to the fool, here's to the thief, fiction is bitter and you got a taste.
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*Stephanie's Point of View.*
"So how long ago was it since the incident with Dylan Anderson?" the police officer sat at the desk in front of me asks.
The guys and I had gotten back from Ireland yesterday, it had been 2 days since the guys found out and my brothers persuaded me to do this. I know I shouldn't, but talking to the police officer about the fact my ex-boyfriend raped me is embarrassing. Why do I feel embarrassed? Or maybe it's me starting to feel completely disgusted with myself again, maybe it's bringing back the emotions I felt after it happened.
"4 months ago, tomorrow." I say just above a whisper. Why did I let my brothers persuade me to do this?
Looking to my left I glance at Oli who sends me a small smile before placing his hand on my knee and gently patting it as a sense of comfort. Tom wasn't here with us. He said he had something he had to do which was important, but I could tell he felt bad about not coming.
hmm okay... if you had come to us within 72 hours after it had happened, we could have done a medical examination and tried to extract any of Mr Andersons DNA from you." She explained "What of the outfit you were wearing that night? Do you still have it? Did you wash it?"
"Yeah, I still have it. The thought of washing it so it could be worn again disgusted me, so I threw it in a plastic back and placed it the back of my wardrobe. I was thinking of burning it or throwing it, but I never did in the end." I tell her which makes her smile at me slightly.
"That's really good that you didn't burn it, Stephanie. There may still be traces of his DNA on it which, if there is, would be presented as evidence against him." She continues to send me a supporting smile. "And is there anything else about Dylan that could be used?"
"I don't know if it's helpful but when I was... away with my brothers and our friends he phoned me. I didn't record the call or anything but the number he used is still on my phone. He also texted me using that same number and the text is still on my phone too." I say hoping it's useful.
"That could be very useful indeed, however, because you've told us this, we will need to take your phone from you and you won't get it back until after the case has been carried out." She said to which I nod sliding my phone out my pocket and placing it on the table in front of her. "Thank you, Stephanie. Also, the way you said you were away with your brothers and friends, is that something I should know about?"
"I'm in a band, Bring Me The Horizon, and because I was worried about Steph from the way she had been acting I invited her on tour with us. When I invited her on tour with the band none of us knew about what Dylan had done to her." Oli explains making the officer nod her head.
"And when was it that you and the band found out about the event?" She asks looking directly at Oli.
"Literally only 2 days ago. Me and our other brother Tom, who can't be here today, managed to persuade Steph to do this today. We just want what's best for her." He says which makes me smile slightly- I do love Oli, how did I deserve such an amazing brother.
"That's totally understandable. Anyway, is that everything?" She smiles at Oli before turning to me.
"Yeah." I smile weakly nodding my head.
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Scared To Get Close (Lee Malia/ BMTH)
FanficMeet Stephanie Sykes, little sister of Tom Sykes and their famous brother Oliver Sykes from Bring Me the Horizon. Stephanie was always close to her two brothers, that is until something happened at a club on Stephanie's 18th birthday. After that s...