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bragged the next morning.
It was grotesque.
As the months went on, he’d
find any reason to kick off, so
he could attack me. Carry out
his sick sexual acts.
One night in July 2011,
I came home to find him
waiting on the bed for me.
When I refused to talk to
him, he lost it.
He grabbed me and threw
me to the floor.
As he raped me, he throttled
me with his hands.
Unable to breathe, I started
frothing at the mouth.
I’m going to die, I thought,
eyes rolling into my head.
Images of my family flashed
through my mind as I sank into
unconsciousness.
Waking up on the bedroom
floor, hours later, I felt lucky
to be alive. I could hear Stefan
watching TV downstairs.
He’d almost killed me.
Terrified, I knew I had to get
away from
him, once and for all.
But, wherever I went, Stefan
hounded me.
Eventually, in late 2011,
I fled to a refuge for women.
Over time, Stefan stopped
calling and messaging.
It turned out he’d
met someone else.
And, with
a new woman to
terrorise, he lost
interest in me.
For a long time,
I was frightened
that he’d come
back, scared to
go out in public.
But, as the
months went on,
I began to see a future for
myself again. I cleaned myself
up, stopped drinking as much.
I had a brief fling, fell
pregnant, and my son was
born in 2012.
Being a single mum to mylovely boy gave me focus.
Soon, years had passed.
Life with Stefan began to feel
like a horrible nightmare, the
things I’d lived through like
scenes from a scary film I’d seen.
Then in April 2018, I had
a call from a
police officer.
‘It’s about
Stefan Scott,’
he said. ‘Did he
ever hurt you?’
My blood
ran cold.
The officer
explained five
other women had
made accusations
against Stefan.
Some of their stories were
terrifyingly familiar. Tales of
rape, choking, beatings.
My heart broke for them.
Could I have stopped it?
I wondered, guilt-stricken.
If I’d gone to the police backthen, could I have saved
others from being
brutalised by him?
Determined to help
now, I agreed to stand
up in court and say what
Stefan had done to me.
In March this year,
Stefan Scott, 26, from
Perth, appeared at the
High Court in Livingston,
charged with a string of
disturbing sex crimes.
During his grim trial,
the court heard scarily
similar stories of rape and
abuse from several victims.
How he’d choked us
during rape, called us
horrific names.
‘Sl*t’... ‘Sl*g’...
How he’d punch
us repeatedly if we
disobeyed him.
He flatly denied
everything, claimed sex
was always consensual.
But the jury found him
guilty of 21 charges against
six different women.
They included four rapes
against three victims,
10 violent assaults and
seven counts of making
violent threats.
He was cleared of four
other charges, including
two rapes.
But it was a harrowing
catalogue of violence and
sexual horror.
The court heard he
had previous convictions
for domestic violence.
Stefan Scott was jailed
for 12 years.
His name was also
put on the sex offenders
register indefinitely.
I was relieved –and finally
felt that I was free.
Now, I have three
beautiful children, aged
between 3 and 7.
I’m in a great relationship
with a wonderful man
called Andrew, 27.
And I want to warn other
women about Stefan Scott.
Because, one day, he’ll be
out of prison and free to move
in on his next victim.
And, trust me, he will.
I believe that he hates all
women, and gets a sexual thrill
out of inflicting pain on them.
He’s a monster, with a sick
interest in violent sex which
I doubt prison can fix.
While I’ve finally found some
happiness, I’ll never forget
what happened with him.
So, please, look at his face.
Take in his blue eyes, the fair
hair – and remember him.
Because, beneath those good
looks, evil lurks.
If he ever starts trying to work
his ‘charm’ on you – just run.
Because no-one is safe
around Stefan Scott.