"Olivia, put the gun down!" shouted Lisbon, slightly approaching me. I backed up against the wall, the gun gripped tightly at arms length.
How did they know I was here? The gun trembled in my hands as I aimed for Agent Lisbon. She was slowly getting nearer. "Don't come any closer!" I said, my voice slightly shaky from the adrelaline.
She did as she was told; she slowly bent down and placed her gun on the floor. "Look, Olivia, I'm not here to-"
"I know why you killed him." The voice came from a tall blonde haired guy, wearing a dark coloured waist coat and matching trousers. It was hard to make out his face but even in this light, it wasn't that hard to tell he was really good looking.
What are you thinkin' Liv, he's tryin get you locked up!
"What?" He couldn't do! Lisbon was as shocked as me.
"Jane! You don't know she did it!"
"I do." This guy's voice was really cute, but come on Liv, focus. "Forensic's found a hair in his bath, and in his bedroom, putting you at the scene of the crime." He paced in front of me, hands in pockets. For quite a dangerous situation he seemed so calm.
"And the only reason you shot him was because he was cheating on you." What? He was cheating on me? That bastard! But that wasn't the reason I shot him.
"You don't know anything!" I spat. He tried to come nearer but I held the gun up at him. He surrendered and backed away to where Agent Lisbon was.
"That was the only mo-" mumered Jane. I couldn't hold it in any longer.
"HE RAPED ME!" I screeched, scaring myself at how powerful my voice was. This seemed to shock both of them. "That's the reason I shot him! Do you know how long I had to put up with all the violence? To have no friend to confide in? To have no family to run to? To have no chance of getting help?" I broke down into tears and the gun fell out of my hands. I was now a shaking wreck.
"See these scars?" I pointed to vivid red marks all over my flat stomach, "These are where he burnt me with straightners and curlers. And this," I took off my beanie hat revealing where several clumps of hair had been pulled out. "This is where he pulled me out of the bath, by my hair and dragged me along the hallway into his bedroom. I tried so hard to fight him off, to convince him but he wouldn't stop. I would scream but no one could hear me and when it was finally over he would leave me, in the bedroom alone, and go back to work. He swore if I told anyone he would kill me."
"I can understand how you feel and why you killed him but-" started Lisbon.
I quickly interupted. "There are no buts! I lost my virginity to a monster. How do you expect me to live with that. To know that I first had to make love to a selfish bastard like Matt. I wanted the first to be special, to mean something. But no! "
I ran my sweaty palms through my hair trying to block out the horrific images that entered my mind.
"So don't you dare say you know how I feel!" I screamed, breaking down onto the floor. The tears flowed and the screams escaped.
I heard a voice next to me. "Olivia?" It was Jane. I looked up at him. He looked as if tears were in his eyes. "There's more, isn't there?".
I sobbed into my hands.
"You're pregnant, arn't you?".
I pleaded guilty. I went down for his murder. And as for the baby, I kept it, and for all the work and how he kept by me during the pregnancy, I named the baby Patrick Jane Harriett.
