Okay, I know, I feel really bad that I haven't updated in a long time. But school started, surprisingly no homework, but I'm up at like 5:30 every morning, then after school I have cross country until 5:00 And by that time, I just want to go home and sleep, If I'm lucky… I feel like I haven't in weeks, and starting like 3 clubs, then I have basketball, then softball, sorry- y'all don't need to hear my schedule .. But I will make sure to give you all updates, just as often as I can! This is kind of filler, but I figured y'all would rather have filler than nothing, and not to mention, you have to have them sooner or later, so I'll shut up, here you go!
Elliot POVLizzie was finally stabilized and able to have visitors. I sat by her side, holding her hand, never once letting go through the night, my eyes watching hers move rapidly beneath her lids. I wondered what she would be dreaming about; I just prayed it wasn't a nightmare. Though, the other half of my mind was still on Olivia. I didn't know what to do, I had to stay with Lizzie, but I had to find Olivia. Though I missed her, was scared, worried, in love with her, I was mad at her. Why the hell did she go with him! What the hell made her go! Who? I have to find Olivia! I can't lose her, and Lizzie is here, with doctors, safe. I kissed her forehead and stood up and left.
It broke my heart as I got in my car to leave the hospital and head towards Olivia's apartment. I remained parked outside her complex before opening my car door, fingering the spare key to her apartment in my pocket. I took a deep breath as I began my torturous path up the three flights of stairs to Olivia's floor. I stood there for a moment, wondering if it would be entirely inappropriate to enter her apartment without permission, but under the circumstances, I doubt she will mind. With that, I opened the door.
Olivia POVit had now been two days, I think. I wondered if anyone knew I was missing, I thought of Elliot, of Lizzie. Was she okay, she barely had a pulse, did she die, she couldn't have, and Elliot wouldn't let her? I knew Elliot would be mad at me; recently, it seems everything I do pisses him off. I kept my mind on everything but the inevitable fact, no one wants me, no one is looking, and I will be here, forever. I will only be able to fight him off so many more times before he raped me. And I knew that. The thought sickened me, or was that the fact that the bastard hadn't fed me the whole time I was here? I had been tied up ever since we got back, he tried to rape me when we got back, but somehow I gathered the strength to fight him off. I haven't seen him since.
HospitalDr. Harris, following Elliot's demands, monitored Lizzie's condition far more than he normally would, he had watched with an eagle's eye, all of the people who visited Lizzie. Dr. Harris walked into Lizzie's hospital room, to see her arm laying limp over the edge of the bed. He gently picked up her hand and placed it once again, next to her body, stopping for a moment, to look once more to get a clear look at her wrist. Scars. Some look as new as only a few days old.
Well, It's not too long, I hope it's good, not a lot of dialogue. Sorry, that is my favorite part, but no opportunities for it came up, then next one I hope will be a lot less 'filler'. This is for LawandOrderSVUismylife.
