Trapped in Paradise
Day 4½: Forgive Me
Author's Note: Thanks for continuing to read my story, every review is an inspiration to write more! I am still having computer problems but I'll try to get the next part up as soon as possible. Thanks to all your wonderful comments!
Olivia stepped into the door and shut it behind her, seconds later Elliot heard the door lock a few times. His body was screaming at him to jump on her and fuck her. She was only in the corset, with the pony gloves and pony boots on. He didn't know what to do, he was so torn at that point. He knew that if he told Olivia what was going on he would be in violation of Katrina's agreement, but he also thought that maybe since Katrina hadn't kept her part of the bargain, by leaving Olivia out of this, then maybe he could say something and get away with it. Then again, since when was Katrina known to be fair?
"Elliot are you okay?" Olivia asked cautiously, she wanted to go over and pull him into a hug but right away she could tell that there was something wrong. For the moment he overrode his most animalistic desires and went to the door, and started to pound at it. Olivia was nonplussed by this and took a few steps into the room and looked around. "Elliot will you please tell me what's going on?"
"No can do sweetheart." Elliot replied and then turned to look at her. She smiled slightly, hoping that a happy demeanor would rub off on him, yet it did nothing. She stood there, naked, not even trying to cover herself in front of him and he felt his heart break. She trusted him more then anything and now he was about to do something to break that trust and hurt her more then he could fathom. He lunged at her and took her down to the floor in one quick motion. She barely had time to cry out in surprise. He looked into her eyes and he was screaming inside that he was sorry, but no words crossed his lips. She only struggled for a moment but then realized it was fruitless and decided to just let it happen.
When he slid into her she let out a small grunt of pain and kept her eyes closed, tears poured out from the corners of them and slid down her cheeks. She realized then that Lilly was right, something was definitely wrong with Elliot. She believed in that instant that Elliot did try to rape Lilly and had only been stopped by Katrina, but why wasn't Katrina stopping this now? She continued to cry her silent tears as Elliot pounded into her body. She tried to think of ways he could be justifying this but she knew that in his heart there couldn't have been a good enough reason to do this to her. The thought that he had been drugged didn't even cross her mind, because of what had been previously been relayed to her by Lilly, she came to believe that he was turning into the monster that Lilly had seen earlier.
"Elliot…" She said softly and opened her eyes, she brought her hoof gloved hand to his face gently, but he wouldn't look into her eyes. They were open though, staring at the wall and probably not seeing very much of anything. He looked angry, and sad….she didn't know how he could be doing this to her without some sort of mental breakdown. She continued to let him thrust, as painful as it was, deciding that she would only get hurt at this point if she tried to struggle. She knew that she was a good physical match for him but she didn't want to add him hurting her to the list of things that he would regret later. "Elliot why are you doing this?" She added between sharp breaths that came with the pain.
"Olivia…" He breathed and then looked down into her eyes, they shone with tears and he couldn't even begin to realize the kind of monster she thought he was at this point. She blinked a few times and cleared the tears from her eyes only to make room for new ones. He was hating himself, hating every second of this and yet his body wouldn't let him stop. His heart ached for her, his brain shouted at him to cease and desist, but he couldn't, his body wasn't listening to him. He opened his mouth, like he was going to say something to her that would make this all better, but then closed it, a short time after that he orgasmed and pulled away from her. She remained laying flat on her back for another moment, before rolling to her side and curling up in a fetal position.
Elliot made himself decent and then got to his feet and walked over to the door. He didn't know where the cameras in the room were placed, but he got a feeling that Katrina knew the deed was done. He wanted out of there, it wasn't that he didn't want to comfort Olivia, or that he didn't want to tell her that it was going to be okay, but he knew the longer he stayed with her the more likely he would spill his guts about the whole situation. He weakly knocked on the door, feeling broken and defeated. What ever Katrina's plan had been, he was thinking it was working now. He didn't even look at Olivia but he could hear her sniffing back tears as she cried but tried to stay silent. Their first time shouldn't have been like this, and he was doubting she would let him anywhere near her in the future. Just as he was thinking this, the locks clicked and the door opened.
Immediately Elliot's hands came up and went to Katrina's neck, choking her as hard as he could. Katrina gagged and gasped for air, her hand going to the tazer on her belt. Elliot didn't notice this because all he could focus on was the pain and surprise in Katrina's eyes. He was looking at her, once again screaming inside, but this time it was not that he was sorry. He was so bent on squeezing the life out of her that when the tazer connected, at full force, with his neck, he was surprised. The pain shot through his whole body and he convulsed and fell to the floor, completely knocked out. Katrina, now out of his grasp, took a few steps back, coughing and sputtering.
"Get up whore." She called at Olivia when she finally caught her breath. Olivia looked up from her position on the floor and wiped her eyes with the backs of her wrists, which were covered by the gloves. Slowly she got to her feet and moved towards the door, her head hanging low, with blood and semen making it's way down her inner thighs. She barely noticed that though, all she could look at was Elliot's rather lifeless body on the floor. The only hint that he was going to be okay was his shallow breathing. She stepped past him and into the hall.
"Why did you make him do that?" Olivia asked softly, and Katrina took her arm and started to pull her down the hallway. She had a smug smile on her face, and probably wasn't going to give Olivia any helpful information anyway.
"I didn't make him do anything. What he does, he does on his own." Katrina said and although a small voice in Olivia's head told her not to believe it, a louder voice told her that Lilly was right and that Elliot had some how gone berserk. "Do you want a shower or do you want to go back to the stables looking like a mess?"
"A shower would be nice, if there aren't any tricks involved." Olivia replied softly, glancing back one more time at Elliot's body which lay half in the hallway and half into the room where he had just raped her. Katrina got out a set of keys and stopped by a door, she unlocked it after selecting what key to use, and pushed the door open for Olivia.
"No tricks, you got 20 minutes." Katrina said and then shoved Olivia forward and into the bathroom. She shut the door behind her and locked it a few times. Olivia took in a deep breath and then collapsed onto the rug that was placed on the cold tile floor. She started to sob loudly, almost screaming with rage. Her brain was fighting a battle, one that she hoped Elliot would win. Could she really blame him for what he had just done? Was there a reason behind it? Or was he just as much of a monster that Lilly thought he was? After another moment of body racking sobs, she got to her knees and leaned over the tub and started the water for her shower. She never once thought she would be erasing evidence of a rape, nor did she ever think Elliot would ever be the perpetrator.
When Elliot woke up, he was still laying on the floor in between the room and the hallway. He picked himself up, dejectedly, and slowly started to walk down the hall. The bathroom where Olivia had taken her shower was now empty, he had been out for nearly 45 minutes. He didn't like losing huge chunks of time like that but it was better then being dead, wasn't it? He sighed at the thought, maybe he should have just suffered the consequences of telling Olivia what was going on. Then again the consequences were probably punishments geared towards her, but could they be any worse then what he had just done? He walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen. Shizu was in there on her hands and knees, scrubbing every square inch of the tiled floor like her life depended on it.
"Hi Shizu." Elliot said, trying to sound cheerful, it wouldn't do to make her think he was miserable not that she would ever be able to understand the situation without an interpreter anyway. She looked up from her scrub brush and bucket and smiled at him.
"Elliot." She said happily in an almost greeting sort of way, and then went back to scrubbing the floor. Elliot started to go through all the cabinets that weren't locked, he was looking for some alcohol which he needed, and fast. He couldn't find any in the kitchen, so he decided to make his way to the lounge that was in the back of the house. He was half expecting to get shocked, and even more expecting the door to be locked, but neither happened and he stepped inside the lounge. Katrina was in there reading a book and sipping a martini. Without a word, Elliot went to the full service bar in the back, and pulled a bottle of Grey Goose from the top shelf. If he was going to get drunk, he was going to do it on a bottle of the good stuff.
"Don't drink all my Grey Goose, if you are going to get hammered then go for the SKYY." Katrina said without looking up from the book, leaving Elliot to wonder how she knew what bottle he was choosing in the first place. He ignored her suggestion, opened the bottle, and took four huge gulps of it. It burned as it went down his esophagus and into his empty stomach. He knew he was going to get sick from it, but he also knew that he would get drunk faster seeing as how there wasn't food in his system, except from the small amount of sushi he had for lunch.
"I'll drink whatever the hell I want after that shit you pulled earlier." Elliot said and then took two more big gulps, almost draining what she had left in there completely. Katrina picked up her martini and took another sip before setting it down on the table next to her. He set the bottle back on the shelf and started to walk towards the door, knowing that the amount of vodka he just drank would be kicking in soon.
"I was surprised you didn't tell her what was going on. You must really love her." Katrina said just as he reached the doorway. He turned to look at her, his head swimming now, and had to catch his balance by hanging onto the doorframe.
"I love her more then a person like you could ever grasp." Elliot replied and he could feel his words slurring. Katrina laughed and finished her martini, she set down the glass and pulled the two olives out that were stuck on a silver tooth pick.
"Go sleep it off…" Katrina said to him and then added, "Also, if you smash anything else Olivia will catch hell for it."
"You are one grade A bitch Katrina." Elliot slurred and then stumbled out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Now that she had said something, he wanted to smash everything in sight, but he knew that she wasn't kidding about Olivia catching hell for it. He turned and punched the door in front of him, which only succeeded in hurting his hand.
After Olivia was dropped off at the stables, and Katrina had left, she laid down in the sand and covered her face with her hoof gloved hands. After another moment Lilly stood up and made her way to the dividing fence and looked in at Olivia. She noticed this movement and pulled her hands away from her face and looked up at Lilly. Lilly put her still free hands up on the fence and looked down into Olivia's defeated eyes. There was almost nothing to say…almost.
"He tried to rape you, didn't he?" Lilly asked and then sucked down for a moment, she came back up with a lit cigarette.
"Tried and succeeded." Olivia replied softly, she felt the tears starting to well up in her eyes again. She took in a sharp breath and forced herself to sit up. She didn't want to cry in front of Lilly, and she also hated the fact that Lilly had been right about Elliot being some sort of monster, "He just came at me and I knew what he wanted so I let him do it. I think that made it easier on both of us."
"You still think he's doing this for a justifiable reason?" Lilly asked and then took a drag on her cigarette. Olivia glared at her, she didn't exactly know why Elliot had done what he had done, but the small voice in her head said that he had a reason. She could barely fight the voice that was telling her that Lilly was right, because it was much louder then the other voice, but if she started to believe the loud voice above the small voice then she would find herself in a very dark place.
"I don't know why he's doing this but he's not a monster, not to me at least." Olivia replied, being as honest as she could at that point. Lilly slowly took another drag from her cigarette and then started to pace back and fourth, it didn't seem like she believed Olivia in the least, "I've worked with him for a long time, trust me there is very little that can push him over the edge. What he's doing, there's a reason behind it, and until I hear the words from his mouth, I don't think he's flipped a switch."
"He just raped you and you don't think there's something wrong with him?" Lilly asked after another moment of pacing.
"There has to be a very good reason for all of this Lilly, I'm trying to look at every possibility okay?" Olivia said sternly, but she was trying to convince herself more then Lilly. It was only the fourth day after all, and Elliot was very strong, stronger then she was at this point, there had to be a reason there just had to be.
At around five o'clock that afternoon a helicopter full of people arrived on the island. Lilly and Olivia heard the chopper from their stalls but had no window in which to look out of. Elliot on the other hand had plenty of windows, and he watched the three men and one woman approach the house before the helicopter took off and vanished in the distance. Elliot rushed to the front door of the house, getting as close to it as he possibly could without getting shocked. Katrina soon joined them and before her guests could even knock she had the door open. She greeted the woman with a big hug and an enthusiastic scream. It was like two teenagers would greet each other. The three men were carrying luggage, and lots of it.
"So nice to see you Mariann, how are things in the real world?" Katrina asked the woman she had just identified as Mariann. Without a word the three men, with the luggage, pushed past Elliot and went up the stairs.
"Well Bush is still president, if that's what you mean." Mariann replied and then they both laughed, although Elliot couldn't figure out what was so damn funny. Also he had a headache from drinking all that vodka on an empty stomach and it's effects had long since worn off, he was never one to stay drunk for a long period of time. "Who's this stallion?" Mariann then said and then walked over to Elliot and started to look him over like he was a side of beef.
"My name is—"
"Don't care." Mariann replied before he could finish and then she turned to look at Katrina, "how about I make us some of my famous cosmos before dinner?"
"Sounds good to me! Elliot do you want one?" Katrina asked without so much as a glance in his direction.
"Leave me out of this you lush." Elliot snapped at her and then turned to go up the stairs, he was a bit curious as to who the men were and what they were doing in the house. Katrina shrugged slightly and her hand danced over the tazer clipped to her belt.
"You're going to let it talk to you like that?" Mariann asked and then reached into her purse and pulled out a pack of Newport's. Elliot turned and stared daggers at Mariann, he most certainly was not an it and he didn't want to be referred to as such.
"He's not really a slave as much as he is property at this point….I don't care what he says to me." Katrina replied, once again not looking in Elliot direction. "Elliot, those men you saw, they are going to be staying here permanently, they work for me so um, don't try to bond with any of them okay sweetheart?"
"Go fuck yourself." Elliot replied.
"It certainly does have a temper." Mariann said and then smirked at Katrina. Neither of them was addressing him directly at this point and for some reason it was really getting on his nerves. At least Katrina referred to him as a "he" and not an "it". She took Katrina's arm in hers and started to pull her off towards the direction of the lounge, "Let's go before it's head explodes or something."
"Right behind you sister." Katrina said and then blew Elliot a kiss before walking away with Mariann. Elliot growled slightly and continued up the stairs, all the doors up in that hallway had been closed so he wasn't exactly sure which room Katrina's henchmen had gone into. He wanted to talk to them but he was getting the feeling that they would be just as dismissive as Mariann was being. He had been hoping that Katrina wouldn't fly in reinforcements but she had, and this could only mean worse treatment for Olivia and Lilly.
"There was a helicopter out there!" Olivia cried and then started to pound on the door to her stall, but of course it wasn't going to budge. Lilly didn't seem all that interested that a helicopter had landed on the island. "Lilly get off your ass and make some noise!"
"If it was any sort of rescue attempt don't you think they'd have come here first?" Lilly asked and continued to lounge in the sand. She was right though, It had been at least ten minutes and Olivia had heard the chopper take off again so it was probably useless to start pounding on things, but she'd be damned if she said it didn't feel good to pound on something.
"Who do you think came here?" Olivia asked and then sat down again in the sand.
"Probably Katrina's friends or customers or whatever she brought in to make our life more miserable." Lilly replied gloomily. Olivia took in a deep breath and let it out as a sigh, Lilly was probably right about that. When Olivia was living with Katrina the past few years there were always men around, big strong men who could probably lift them over their head with one hand. "Having any second thoughts about Elliot?"
"Lilly, I don't know why you want me to believe that he's somehow brainwashed after only 4 days but I'm not buying it. Think of him how you want." Olivia said and then put her hoof gloves in the sand. Lilly didn't say anything after that, but she did hear a match strike and she guessed Lilly was lighting another cigarette. She laid her head back in the sand and looked up at the ceiling. Almost as soon as she did that thunder clapped outside and it made her jump just slightly. The door to the barn slid open, and Olivia got to her knees to see who it was.
A small Asian woman walked into the barn carrying blankets and two pillows, each stacked on top of the other. Olivia had never seen this woman before, but it didn't look like she was there to talk, only there to give them the blankets and pillows. Olivia was glad that she would finally have something other then sand to rest her head on, and the blankets looked big enough that she could lay on half of it and cover herself with the other half. The woman stopped at Lilly's stall first and opened the hatch in the door and slid the blanket in, and then the pillow.
"Thanks." Lilly said and then looked over to see who was there. She studied the woman's face for a moment and then said something in Japanese that sounded like a greeting. Olivia was wondering how Lilly knew this woman was Japanese, but the woman responded in a happy tone like she was glad she finally had someone else to talk to. They shot a conversation back and fourth in rapid Japanese, none of which Olivia could understand. After another moment of talking they stopped and the woman came over, opened the hatch to Olivia's stall, and pushed the blanket and pillow in. She turned to leave and as she did Lilly called out a goodbye, also in Japanese.
"What was that all about?" Olivia asked, she assumed that the woman was Japanese because Lilly had said previously that she was fluent in that language, well that one and Latin but she was sure no one spoke Latin any more.
"Her name is Shizu, she works for Katrina, she's a slave just like us and can't do much in the way of helping. She's very afraid of Katrina for some reason and wouldn't even dream of helping us, lest she incur her wrath." Lilly explained and then stood up and opened her blanket. She tossed the pillow to the back of the stall and laid the blanket down, "She also said there's a bad storm coming and it might get cold so that's why we are getting blankets."
"Oh…" Olivia said and then paused for a moment to think, "do you think with enough time and talking you can get her to change her mind?" That was probably the only hope they really had at that point, and Shizu didn't seem to speak a word of English. Lilly laid down on the blanket and pulled half of it over her.
"Yeah I think I can persuade her to change her mind with more talk, that is assuming we ever see her again." Lilly replied and then snuffed out her cigarette. Olivia walked over to the blanket and opened it the best she could without the use of fingers. It was true, they might never see Shizu again, but on the other hand, Katrina might send her out to do her dirty work now that her friends were visiting. Either way it gave Olivia something to hope for and as she lay down under the blanket and placed her head on the cool pillow, she smiled slightly, before drifting off to sleep.
After dinner, Mariann and Katrina were sitting in the lounge having martinis when Elliot walked in. He wanted to see if he could get something to drink, he needed it to calm his shattered nerves. The storm was raging outside and he was very worried about Olivia and Lilly. He didn't think that it was fair that they had to spend the night basically outside. It was of little comfort to him that they at least had some sort of a roof over their heads. When he entered Mariann looked him up and down and then turned and smiled at Katrina.
"How is it in bed?" Mariann asked Katrina, it of course meaning Elliot. Elliot ignored that comment for the time being and went to the bar and looked over his options for a drink.
"He's great, he loves it when you talk about Olivia." Katrina replied and then let out a loud laugh. It was getting harder and harder to ignore them but he knew that he better unless he wanted to get some kind of punishment. He pulled a bottle of scotch from one of the glass shelves and then started to look behind the counter for a glass to put it in.
"You let it drink and eat whatever it wants, have you gone soft on me?" Mariann asked and then took a sip of her martini and reached for her pack of cigarettes.
"No, I sort of like him, he's feisty." Katrina answered and then took a sip of her martini. Elliot rolled his eyes and poured himself a glass of scotch and took a drink. Normally he would have made a face at the taste of the alcohol but at that point he just wanted to get plastered and pass out somewhere. "So what do you think?"
"I think I'll be using it tonight," Mariann said and then motioned to Elliot as she lit her cigarette, "So it better not drink too much."
"Listen lady," Elliot started and took a step towards her, "I am not an it! I am Elliot Stabler, detective Elliot Stabler. You got that?"
"Why is it talking to me like I care?" Mariann asked, looking towards Katrina. Katrina shrugged and picked up what looked like a small, black, remote with two buttons on it. She tossed it in Mariann's direction, and she caught it in the hand that wasn't holding a cigarette. "What's this?"
"Press the red button I think you'll like what it does." Katrina said and then smiled as she lifted the martini glass to her lips. At that point Elliot wanted to know what the remote did too but whatever it was, he knew that it couldn't be good. A split second before he would have figured it out on his own, a shock ran through his body, sending him to his knees. "Keep it, it's yours."
"Oh this has to be one of the nicest gifts I've ever gotten!" Mariann squealed and then leapt out of her chair to give Katrina a hug. Elliot's eyes were watering and he quickly wiped them on his sleeve. He got back onto his feet and started to glare at Mariann. "It better get ready for me or my finger might just find the red button again."
"You sadistic bit—"
"Wrong answer!" Mariann shouted and then pressed the button again. This time the shock brought him completely to the ground. Mariann giggled and got up from her seat and got down by Elliot. She grabbed the neck of his shirt and pulled his head up so he was looking at her, "You have one hour." She exhaled smoke in his face and let him go. He didn't want to get ready for her, his heart belonged to one woman and that was Olivia. In the end though, he knew that fighting was not an option, not when they had such a debilitating weapon against him. He slowly picked himself up off of the floor and left the room, only to go to his and wait.