âIâm not the same girl anymore, pain changed me.â
| Full Name |
Stevie Amber Lockley
| Nickname |
Stevie absolutely adores her name, itâs the one thing sheâs proud to say her parents gave her. Unlike her itâs not girly, it fits her perfectly. But, she hates people call her Steve. Her brother tends to call her Vie and she doesnât mind that. Sheâll tolerate Evie but itâs not her favorite. Sheâs also not fond of names like Babe, Honey, or Sweetie.
| Age |
Seventeen
| Gender |
Female
| Occupation |
She works at a tattoo shop.
| Role |
Girl Two
| Eye color |
Stevieâs eyes are incredible and fairly unique. From a distance both of her eyes appear a soft slate blue when in fact there actually two different colors. Her right eyes is a slate blue and with a darker blue around the outer rim. While her left eye is a more gray color.
| Hair Color |
She takes excellent care of her hair and is quite self-absorbed when it comes to her long locks. Most of the time she wears her platinum hair in natural waves, that touch just short of her hips, though when her hair is straight it reaches to her but. She dies and cuts her hair herself and refuses to let anyone touch it, sheâs been growing it out since she was twelve.
| Skin Tone |
Stevie takes good care of her skin as well, having money, makes it easy to take care of herself. She has a very fair complexion, despite her Egyptian blood.
| Height & Weight |
Stevie is a pretty tall girl, standing at six foot seven sheâs the perfect height to be a runway model. She loved to run and so she has the body of a runner and is extremely fit. Sheâs a little bit of a health nut so she tends to eat fairly healthy (most of the time, if you donât count her drinking habit that is.)
| Distinct Markings |
Tattoos
Vie has a few tattoos, though most of them are hidden, in all she has four. Her first tattoo is the only one that is clearly visible on the side of her wrist is a crescent moon. The second tattoo she ever got was a on the left side of her rib cage. Her third tattoo is behind her right ear and is a string of music notes. Her last tattoo is the Egyptian symbol for eternal life also known as the ankh which is on the back of her neck.
Piercings
Aside from the normal ear lobe piercings, she had an industrial piercing on her left ear. She also has her right eyebrow pierced.
| Likes |
âBad Boys
âMoney
âLaci
âPain
âSmoking
âParties
âHard Liquor
âHer Brother
âSinging
âPlaying Piano
âDancing
âBeing On Stage
âGrudge Style Clothing
âHer Hair
| Dislikes |
âHer Mother
âLetting people in
âSleeping
âHer Nightmares
âMornings
âFeeling Alone
âCommitment
âRelationships
âLiars
âThe whole Idea of Love
âPeople who think there above her
âSeeing people she cares about hurt
| Personality |
Stevieâs a bad ass plain and simple and anyone who knows her personally will say thatâs the only real way to describe her. Most people are scared of her because sheâs quite intimidating, if her piercing eyes and model-esk looks arenât enough to keep you from approaching her. Then her rebellious, bad girl demeanor will surly keep you away.
She doesnât give a shit what otherâs think about her. The way she sees it is sheâs not living to make you happy, sheâs living to make herself happy so sheâs going to do what she wants whether you like it or not. Stevie is the type of girl who keeps her friends close and her enemies, closer. She knows how to work people and if you stab her in the back sheâs going to show you what stabbing someone in the back really means.
Sheâs impulsive and doesnât exactly think before she does things which tend to get her in trouble. Sheâs convinced that if Laci and Seth werenât around sheâd either be in prison or dead by now. She doesnât trust people or let them in easily. She has a very small circle of people that she loves and trusts and if youâre not already in the circle, you probably never will be. But, if you are, youâre the luckiest person alive, because Stevie would literally die for the people she loves. Sheâll protect you and do anything for you.
Evie isnât afraid to fight for what she wants and believes in, sheâs headstrong and doesnât give in easily. She has a pretty bad temper so it would be smart not to piss her off. She enjoys being numb most of the time, whether itâs drugs or liquor, because her nightmares have gotten so bad, the only way she can sleep anymore is if she drinks till she passes out.
Despite how messed up Stevie is, sheâs honestly got a heart of gold buried deep past her thick skin and rough edges. She loves Laci to death as well as her little sister and twin brother. Sheâd do anything for the three of them. She doesnât exactly do well with commitment and she has trust issues, because every guys sheâs ever been with has only fucked her over.
| History |
James Lockley || Father||Deceased
Akila Lockley||47||Mother||Alive
Serrina Lockley||23||Younger Sister||Alive
Seth Lockley||17||Twin Brother||Alive
Sera Lockley||15||Younger Sister||Alive
Stevie was the third born to her mother and father. Her father James Lockley was a fairly well-known British lawyer, while her mother was a famous Broadway star. They met while her mother was on vacation in London. They fell in love quickly and when Akila went back to America, James followed, and so did his best friend. Akila had a daughter from another relationship, but James took her in as his own. Two years after the couple married they gave birth to twins. Seth being the first born and Stevie being the second born.
A year and a half later, their younger sister Sera was born. The family was extremely close and despite their well-known family name, James and Akila made sure to keep their kids humble. They had to work for things, they werenât just handed things. Growing up, Stevie had a pretty normal life. She was constantly with her best friend Laci, they grew up as close as sisters.
But, when Stevie was ten her life took a turn for the worst. Her father was killed in a brutal car accident and her family was shocked. Her mother become cold and neglected her children, jumping right into relationships with lowlife guys and when she wasnât bringing guys home, she stayed out late. Leaving Stevieâs older sister Serrina to raise her younger siblings. Her twin brother Seth, though took care of Stevie for the most part.
At twelve, Stevieâs older sister had started to stay out later like her mother until one night she didnât come home and her mother had brought home one of her ever changing boyfriends. He was drunk and slipped into Stevieâs room, he ended up rapping her and held a knife to her throat the entire time. It took Stevie time, but eventually she worked up enough courage to tell her mother what had happened and thatâs when her mother finally cleaned up her act and got her life back on track, but by then, Stevie was already ruined. After that she'd started suffering from vivid nightmares, that had turned her into an insomniac and when she'd wake up screaming it was Seth would come running.
As Stevie got older she started acting out more, sneaking out, going to high school parties and drinking until she passed out. By sixteen, sheâd slept with more guys then she could count, she was sneaking into clubs, working at a tattoo shop, and smoking weed occasionally. Her mother let her get away with it, because her and her mother were the only ones who knew what happened that night. She never told her brother or even Laci.
- By Paramore
How can I decide what's right?
When you're clouding up my mind
I can't win your losing fight all the time
How can I ever own what's mine
When you're always taking sides
But you won't take away my pride
No not this time
Not this time
How did we get here?
Well I used to know you so well
How did we get here?
Well I think I know
The truth is hiding in your eyes
And its hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can't see
What kind of man that you are
If you're a man at all
Well I will figure this one out
On my own
(I'm screaming "I love you so")
On my own
(My thoughts you can't decode)
How did we get here?
Well I used to know you so well, yeah
How did we get here?
Well I think I know
Do you see what we've done?
We've gone and made such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we've done?
We've gone and made such fools of ourselves
Yeah...!
How did we get here?
Well I used to know you so well, yeah yeah
How did we get here?
Well I used to know you so well
I think I know
I think I know
Ooh, there is something
I see in you
It might kill me
I want it to be true
- By Halestorm
Baby forgive me did I do something wrong?
(I don't wanna talk, cant we just let it go?)
What could be so bad that you'd leave me hangin' on?
(I'm not doin' time, this is not the scene of a crime)
I lay in bed at night contemplating, why the hell you gotta keep me waiting.
Every time I try to get a little closer
You shut down and the conversation's over
I'm right here, but you leave me in the dark
Show me your private parts.
Give it up baby, what are you afraid of
Love sucks when you don't know what it's made of
We get naked but I can't undress your heart
Show me your private parts, show me your private parts
I can't remember the last time that this felt real
(I would've cut you out, if I didn't love you)
And how can you blame me for feelin' the way I feel?
(I'm not blaming you, I'm just tryin' to figure it out)
I can take a little hesitating, I'll wait forever if its worth the waiting
Every time I try to get a little closer
You shut down and the conversation's over
I'm right here, but you leave me in the dark
Show me your private parts.
Give it up baby, what are you afraid of
Love sucks when you don't know what it's made of
We get naked but I can't undress your heart
Show me your private parts, show me your private parts
They say that silence is gold, but I think that's a lie
You think I already know, but I can't read your mind...
Baby forgive me did I do something wrong?
(I don't wanna talk...)
Show me your private parts
Every time I try to get a little closer
You shut down and the conversation's over
I'm right here, but you leave me in the dark
Show me your private parts.
Give it up baby, what are you afraid of
Love sucks when you don't know what it's made of
We get naked but I can't undress your heart
Show me your private parts, show me your private parts