okay so I know in a previous chapter brooke said that what happened between her and Victor took place in May, yeah well i'm just dumb and i don't even know how the months of the year work because it actually happened in MARCH because brooke's mom was still on the map at that time as you'll see in this chapter and she dissapeared in april lmao i'm stupid.
so yeah, just that hehe <3
TW MENTIONS OF SA
Brooke Wires
March 2023
My converse scratch the pavement as I run home.
The conversation I just had at police station I left behind is haunting me, repeating itself in my head, in my ears, as if today wasn't fucked to up enough that it needs to remind me the exact second I lost fate in the human race.
Most especially, in justice.
I fucking hate cops. I fucking hate the system and I fucking hate the feeling of burning between my legs that once again reminds me of something I also want to forget about today.
"You almost reach the score." He said, low as he held me by the jaw. "I just need you to give yourself to me one last time."
"I haven't come here to this, Victor." I said, knowing I've been giving a thought to everything that has been going on between us and how I want to make an end to it.
"But you want it. I can see it in your eyes. You're dying for it Brooke, you always are." He said as he pushed me slowly backwards so that I was lying down on the bed with him on top of me.
I looked around his room, uneven. There was a strange feeling in my stomach. "No, Victor. Another day—" But he cut me off with his lips.
I try to push my own screams of pain and misery out of my head as I keep running. Running always feels like the solution to anything.
It makes you only focus on controlling your ragged breathing and reaching where you're headed to.
I love to run away from my problems.
But sometimes, running it's not enough. When your problems are extremely messed up, nothing is enough.
"What brings you in here today, miss?" My hands were shaking as the officer took a seat in front of me.
I moved uncomfortably on the seat, feeling an intense pain between my thighs as the reminders of just a few hours before were still rolling down my legs.
"Um..." I tried to get my voice. There are some things that no one prepares you for, and I was finding it incredibly hard to verbalize what had just happened.
"Miss, did you have a problem or not? We don't have all day." The officer brings me back to the present, as I seemed to have got lost in my memories.
I nod, finally, "Yes, I was raped."
He stared intensely at me "When?"
"This afternoon." I answered like a machine.
"By who? Did you know him?"
"Yes. His name is Victor Hood." I avoided looking at the officer in the eyes as I could hear him write everything down.
"And what relationship do you have with him?" At that question, my mind went blank.
What kind of relationship did I have with Victor?
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The Wires Case [ h.s ]
FanfictionHarry Styles is an FBI detective who has been assigned the case of a disappearance. In order to solve it, he will have to infiltrate in the life of Brooke Wires, who is not only suspicious, but also a walking hurricane of emotions and problems that...