Amanda Rollins sighed as she pulled the door shut behind her. Today had been a long day and she was tired. She had known from the start that the music teacher they'd arrested, mister Jackie, had been innocent but nobody had believed her. Now his career had been ruined forever and that wasn't fair.
Rollins was angry at her team for not trusting her judgment and annoyed that she was still seen as a rookie. She'd been in New York for over two years now, it was about time they started to treat her as an equal.
But Amanda wasn't going to let it trouble her tonight. She walked over to the kitchen and made her favorite kind of hot chocolate, with just a little touch of cinnamon, to get rid of some of this damn cold that felt ever present. Then she settled on the couch with the mug in her hands and the remote control within reach. Sipping her coco she watched the cooking channel until she'd set the mug aside and she fell into a deep sleep.
She awoke after what felt like only five minutes cause something heavy was laying across her entire body. The room was now covered in total darkness and her muscles tensed as an intuitive response to danger. This couldn't be good.
Amanda tried to get up but as soon as she moved she heard a chuckle and she froze again. "Awake at last" a raspy voice whispered in her ear and she shuddered. But this was no moment to panic and she responded as calmly as she could "Who are you?". The question was followed by another dark chuckle and the voice answered "I'm your worse nightmare and I've come to settle a score".
Rollins first though was that it might be Murphy, but he was safely locked up in prison and the voice didn't match. "That's not an answer" she said shrilly, panic slowly seeping into her mind. She tried to think clearly but it was proving to be very hard. She had to think, how was she going to get out of here? Her hot chocolate mug should still be somewhere within reach, if only she could grab it she could knock this guy on the head and maybe escape to her bedroom.
As luck would have it the guy let go of her arm so he could stroke her face. Amanda pretended to shrink back but her mind was occupied with her hand. She felt around and her fingers finally graced the cold stone of the cup. Rollins placed her hand around it, the adrenaline finally kicking in and swung her hand towards where she thought his head would be with all her might.
And her plan had worked. The man lost his concentration for only a second but it was enough. Amanda pushed him off of her and scrambled over the couch as quickly as possible. Her only goal now was to reach her bedroom so she could lock herself in and call the police.
Unfortunately the intruder had already recovered from the attack and Rollins could hear him coming after her. She reached the door in time and quickly locked it. It wouldn't keep him out for long but long enough to call 911.
The phone was on her nightstand and she quickly dialed the number "911 what is your emergency?". "This is detective Amanda Rollins, there is a man in my house and he's trying to get through my bedroom door. Please send the police as soon as possible".
Right at that moment the man broke through the bedroom door and he launched himself at Amanda, who was forced to let go of the phone as her roughly threw her on the bed. "You really shouldn't have done that, bitch" he said as he pulled out a knife and put it to her throat. "Now I'm gonna have to" slash "make you" slash "suffer" slash. With each emphasis he slashed through her blouse and into her skin, starting at the top and ending at the bottom so that her stomach was now completely bare. Amanda could do nothing but scream in pain, his knees were sitting on her arms and she was completely defenseless.
The perpetrator then put the knife away and Amanda could hear more than she actually saw, since the only light came from the moon outside, that he unzipped his pants. "Please don't" she begged him "please". Hot angry and shameful tears started to stream down her face but he merely laughed as he undid her pants and tore apart her panties with his knife.
He continued and pulled her jeans down and she started screaming "No, no, no, no!" but he didn't listen, they never listen.
And then he was inside of her. He pushed inside roughly and it caused Amanda incredible discomfort but she did was silent. She was really crying now. How could this have happened again. After everything she'd been through to get a fresh start and it was happening again.
Suddenly the purps head snapped up at the sound of sirens and he quickly got up. He went through the window and left Amanda there to wait for the police.
She took got up quickly and pulled up her jeans. There was no reason they had to know what had really happened. She forced herself to stop crying and just in time cause a few seconds later two officers came walking in.
"Ma'm, are you okay?" the tallest of the two males asked as he flicked on the lights and his eyes grew wide at the sight of her. Amanda looked down too, she did look terrible and she cleared her throat and forced herself to calmly answer "Yeah, I'm fine".
The officer did not look convinced but dropped the subject for now "Did you see where he went miss?" he asked her instead and she answered "It's detective and yes, he went through that window and down the fire escape".
He nodded and turned to his slightly husky partner "Call in SVU and CSU while I check the alley and see if he lingered". The other man nodded and went back into the living room. The remaining officer focused his attention to Rollins once more "I guess you know the protocol then?". Amanda nodded in return "I'll stay here and wait for CSU while you check if he's still here, but I can tell you now that he won't be. Your sirens scared him off".
As the officer followed in the purps footsteps out the window Amanda was left alone, shaking and sitting on the bed with nothing on but her torn clothes.
