Chapter 7
Elliot's Apartment
7:32am
Elliot slowly drifted out of his sleep and opened his eyes. He shifted in his bed a little before looking at his radio clock….7:40am…..
Oh noooo…shit….shit, I'm late for work, again.
He started getting up before he remembered that the captain had called everyone last night to tell them that they all had a day off. Elliot relaxed and laid back down on his bed, drifting into sleep again.
8:40am
Elliot woke…again… this time felling refreshed and energetic. He wondered what he was going to do all day without work, he decided to go check on Olivia to if she was okay.
He chuckled at himself and about the fact that he had absolutely no life… Olivia must be getting really annoyed at me… I mean, it's like my hobby is to check up on her whenever I'm bored…Oh well, maybe she's bored too, maybe she wants someone to talk to, too…. I'll go and see….
In Front of Olivia's Building
9:00am
Elliot had managed to get out of his apartment in 5 minutes and he had quickly driven to Olivia's apt. He was now pushing her downstairs bell, so that she could let him in… After a few minutes he was still outside.
Maybe she's sleeping, Ohhh, I really hope I didn't wake her up… Jesus Christ, I'm such an idiot… But then again, I've hardly ever seen Olivia sleep past 8 o-clock.
He thought for a little while before realizing that he had the key to her apartment…nooo….no, no ,no… she'll be soo pissed off at me, she gave me the key for emergencies only… and besides, I can just call her later today… yeah, that's a good idea….but what if she doesn't pick up her phone…. Oh my GOD I'm wearing myself out with my own dahm thoughts, I'll just go into her apartment and make up some excuse for why I needed to talk to her… yeah, that's what'll do…
He searched for her key in his pockets and when he finally found it her slipped it into the outside door and let himself in…. he then headed for the elevator….
When he got to her front door, he knocked… and knocked again, when he finally realized that Olivia would not open up, he used the spare key to let himself in….
Her apartment was filled with the morning sunlight. He called Olivia's name a few times before heading to her bedroom… that was when he saw the knocked over pile of books on the floor, he new for a fact that Olivia would never leave her things like that… unless she was hurrying or something… or may be she had gotten herself drunk, again…. but why would she do that…Elliot couldn't believe that he could actually think these thoughts about his partner.
Elliot quickly made his way toward her bedroom and opened up the door….
Olivia….
Olivia slowly began to regain consciousness. She tries to get up but instantly started to feel dizzy, so she just leaned against a wall. She looked around to find herself in her own closet… WHY am I here? Goooddd, This whole passing out thing is getting really annoying… I can't believe this, but I actually wish Elliot were here… I should call him when I get to my bed, if I get to my bed…
Her head was throbbing, and for the first time she actually felt a small liquid dribble on the side of her forehead, she touched to see what if was and when she brought her hands back to her face, she saw that it was blood…What the… ohh, I musta hit my head when going down, how great…
She had decided to attempt to get up… again, but soon after she was unsteadily on her feet she quickly came coming down, hitting her head… again, on the wall, by accident switching the light off on the way.
She groaned as she lay flat on the ground. Blinded by the darkness of her closet. She was going to try to sit up when she heard the click of her apt. door unlocking….Olivia froze….who is that?Oh..no…
A few seconds later, her mind still rushing she heard some call name… "Olivia… Liv… are you even here…..?" Olivia's tensed body quickly released itself as she realized that it was Elliot… How did he get her apartment?...she thought not realizing that she had given him the key some time ago…
Her mind quickly realized that he had "in a way" broken into her apartment, she started to get mad… What if I was out?WHAT IF I WAS SLEEPING? jeez he's such a id…THIS IS MY CHANCE, oh my god, I'm the idiot.. I wanted Elliot to come so much and now that he's here I'm regretting it for no reason…
"Elliot..." she said, but she soon heard her voice was just a whisper, that she could hardly hear herself… She tried again… Éllli……" this time her voice got completely lost… by this point she started trying to scream as loud as she could. but all that came out were a few short grunts and whispers…. After a while of trying, Olivia realized that this option was not working... She then tried to open the door, but couldn't reach the door knob, and couldn't manage stand up… What if I am paralyzed of something… no no no no, that's just stupid… I'm just sick, not injured….
She tried to knock on her closet door but her week muscles only let her produce a small tap…Olivia hoped that Elliot had heard it, but after she heard a frustrated curse coming from her room and then her apt. door close/lock…. she gave up all hope.
It was the first time that Olivia had actually considered how sick she was, she had just realized that it was going to take her a looooonnnnggg time to think of a way to get out….But for now, all she could do was to try to at least lean on the wall… and wait…. for something to happen….
