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Olivia slammed her front door shut. Balancing the brown paper grocery bag in her one arm she used her other hand to put the chain across, then the bolt as well as every other lock on her door. Something she had never done. She checked it over to make sure before walking into the kitchen. She put the bag down on the counter and pulled a glass out of the cupboard. She reached into the grocery bag and pulled out a big bottle of scotch. She unscrewed it and quickly poured some into the glass.
She quickly drank the entire glass before heading over to the freezer. She opened it up and pulled out a bag of frozen vegetables. Taking that, the booze, and the glass; she walked over to the couch. She placed the scotch and the glass on the coffee table before collapsing down into her couch, quickly regretting the harsh movement.
This would be the first night back at her apartment after her time at Sealview. After getting out she had give to her statement and what not before heading home, changing and then heading back out. Her cupboards had been totally empty, empty of alcohol that was.
As she poured then downed some more scotch she held the vegetables over the growing bruise she had thanks to Harris and his nasty temper. She winced at the pain, another painful reminder of how close she had come to being raped. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the sound of the traffic in the street, but as she did she heard her own screams and pleas for help, and Harris taunting her like a cat with a mouse as he tried to find her.
She quickly opened her eyes and allowed the traffic outside to flood her head again. She didn't want to think about what had happened. It was enough to make her sick thinking of how Harris's hardened cock had practically brushed over her lips. Fin had left it to the very last second but she loved him forever for having got there in time. As her thoughts passed through her head she suddenly heard her mother's voice and something her mother had said to her when she was a little girl, after she had found out about the way in which she had been conceived, "Karmas a bitch."
Olivia had caused her mother nothing but pain. She had been a daily reminder of the ordeal her mother had gone through. Now her own emotional and perhaps physical scars would be her daily reminder, she'd never get Harris out of her head, she knew that. She suddenly realized just how Serena, her mother, had felt after her rape.
The reasons she had for hating her became much clearer; forcing her to remember probably the earliest memory she had as a child of her mother.
Flashback start
Four year old Olivia Marie Benson was sitting on the front step of the Benson townhouse. Olivia had just walked home from kindergarten alone, like she did everyday. She was the only one that had to walk home alone. Parents of the other children would whisper to each other about the Benson girl. About how irresponsible it was for her mother to make such a young girl walk home alone but they never offered to take her home to make sure she got there safely. It was then that Olivia noticed her mother was not like all the other mothers.
It was getting dark by the time her mother arrived home. Her mother got out the back of the taxi and stumbled to the front door. Serena was drunk again. Olivia stood up just in time for her drunken mother to thrust the house keys in her hand. "Open the door, you little bitch," Serena slurred to her daughter. Olivia bit her bottom lip and unlocked the front door as demanded.
Once the wooden door was opened, Olivia rushed to the bathroom. The poor little girl had been holding it in for too long. Her neighbors were too scared of Serena that they never offered the little girl anything.
Olivia walked in to the living room to find her mother sitting on the couch, downing another glass of scotch. "Olivia, take a seat," Serena spoke in anger at her innocent child. Olivia, being afraid of her mother, did what she was told and sat down on the couch beside Serena.
"Yes, Mommy?"
"You little bitch! You ruined my life!" Serena screamed in the little girl's face and grabbed her by the little arms.
"I'm sorry, Mommy. What did I do?" Olivia felt bad and didn't even know what she'd done.
"Some man raped me and I ended up with you. You useless little girl! Go to your room. I don't wanna see you again tonight."
The little brown haired girl just nodded with tears in her little beautiful brown eyes and got off the couch before rushing to her bedroom. Her purple painted domain, her hideaway from her evil, drunken mother.
The hurt little girl shut the door behind her and jumped in to her little bed, where she ended up crying her tiny heart out till she fell asleep. She hadn't realized till just now how much her mother really hated her and it really hurt. Mothers were supposed to love their daughters not tell them how much they hate them for something they had no control over.
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The next morning, Serena walked in to her daughter's bedroom. Not remembering the events of the night before. She walked over to her daughter's little bed and could see the dried up tear stains on the little girl's olive toned cheeks. The little girl had been crying on and off all night and Serena didn't know why.
"Wake up, Livvie," Serena whispered as she gently woke her daughter up.
Olivia opened her coffee brown eyes and looked up at her mother. She was still upset.
"Why were you crying, honey?" Serena asked as she sat down on the bed beside the child.
"You said mean things to me last night..." Olivia said as more tears fell.
"What did I say, baby? I don't remember."
Olivia just looked at her. It was at this point she realized this was what the rest of her life would be like. Her mother would get drunk and be so cruel to her then when she sobered up she would be apologetic and as loving as she could be. That's the way pretty much every night in the Benson house went until Olivia turned 12. After that Serena was drunk all the time, Olivia could never remember the times she was actually sober.
End flashback.