𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 // 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

47 ⋆ 𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝

billies POV

one week later

"okay, miss O'connell, we need you to tell the truth and nothing but the truth"

i nod slowly and look around at the dimmed room surrounding me.

it was just me, this woman across a table, a few men in the corner and i'm sure one of them were recording.

i know this was just the beginning of a private investigation but it still felt weird as hell.

i'm no where's near used to this...

i felt a bit pressured

"okay" i answer lowly.

mom made me straighten my hair to look professional and i was just wearing a black button up and black pants.

apparently, brandon fled after everything got out.. he knows i'm absolutely done and i've told everyone around me. so their already starting a trial to find his dumbass.

i cant believe all this is happening

he's such a fucking pussy and a dickweed

ugh!

the woman had a few papers on the table in front of her and she clicked open a pen in her right hand.

"do you think you can remember how long ago you guys officially started romantically dating and when it ended?" she asks, getting ready to write everything down.

"it was...august of twenty eighteen-"

"how old where you?" she interrupts.

"sixteen" i say before continuing. "and then we broke up... july of twenty nineteen"

she jots everything down before looking up at me.

"when did you notice his change in behavior after the break up?" she asks more casually.

"well... it wasn't just all of a sudden, he was always in gangs and dealing with drugs and all this shit i never had full detail about because.. he would never tell me anything of course, but it escalated towards us breaking up and that's why i called it off. but he was always fucking crazy as hell, and me being the adrenaline thirsty teen i was... i just romanticized it too far" i confess to her.

"and when did there become no consent... sexually?"

"it was on and off. some days i would want it, and others he-" my eyes drift and so does my voice.

i feel uneasy

i swallowed hard and bounced my leg.

i've never talked about what happened between me and brandon to anyone before.

saying the words out loud put pain in me all over again, but most of all just made me ashamed of myself for letting it go on for much too long.

"..i was just being dumb" i minimize my answer.

"miss o'connell... we can't help you unless we have the full details" she says leaning in and her voice becoming softer "we need to know what happened from start to well- the last encounter."

i listen to her but her words still passed from one ear and out the other.

i closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my eyebrow twitches and that's when it starts...

"when did the physical hitting start?"

"what was the timing between him just showing up and disappearing when you were ready to be done?"