OMG! I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY! THIS WEEKEND HAS BEEN SUPER HECTIC AND I FEEL REALLY BAD THAT IT HAS TAKEN THIS LONG FOR ME TO UPDATE! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
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AND WITHOUT FURTHER ADO,
HERE IS CHAPTER 7!
I took the stairs two at a time up to the roof, where I pushed the door open and rushed out to see Elliot sitting on the side of the roof, his legs dangling over the edge. His head snapped up when he heard me, and he slowly turned around to look at me. His eyes were both bloodshot and filled with rage. Looking closer at him though, I could see a hint of disappointment and betrayal behind his fury.
"What the hell happened to you Elliot?"
He turned back around, looking out over the city. "I needed air." He snarled.
"Well Fin told me that you stormed off when I said something. Did I say something you didn't like Detective Stabler?" I taunted. I knew that I shouldn't taunt him at a time like this, but for some reason, I couldn't stop myself.
"Shut up Olivia!"
That stung. He never called me Olivia. He always called me Liv. Whatever I said must have made him hate me.
"El. Talk to me. What did I say?" My voice faltered. I hated it when Elliot was mad at me.
"Nothing." He turned away again, his voice softening.
"Elliot, please. Please stop pushing me away."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"You're not the only one afraid of losing their partner Olivia!" He snapped as he spun around to face me, his eyes wild with anger.
I winced once again at his use of my full name and my eyes began to water.
"Elliot," I cooed. "What does that mean?"
"Nothing" he sighed
My patience was wearing thin."STOP SHUTTING ME OUT ELLIOT!"
"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING HYPOCRITE BENSON! Two FUCKING days ago it was YOU who was shutting ME out! HOW DOES IT FUCKING FEEL OLIVIA? WHEN THE PERSON YOU FUCKING CARE ABOUT THE MOST IN THIS WORLD FUCKING SHUTS YOU OUT!" He roared.
I cringed and turned my head away because the tears that had been threatening to fall began cascading down my cheeks.
"IT DOESN'T FEEL VERY FUCKING GOOD, DOES IT BENSON!"
I spun around, not caring that I was now sobbing. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
"WHY SHOULD I OLIVIA?"
"We're standing here on top of the precinct roof screaming at each other, and frankly I have no idea why you are so upset with me!"
"How could you say you have nobody who loves you unconditionally? How could you FUCKING say that!"
"I was trying to sympathize with the victim," I lied. "I know that there are people that love me unconditionally."
"Why are you lying? You've been my partner for almost 10 years. I think I'd know when you were lying to me."
"I don't need this right now Elliot!" I turned and headed back for the door, before he grabbed my arm and spun me around, pulling me in close to his body. I shuddered involuntarily.
"This is exactly what you DO need right now Olivia. You need to know that I love you unconditionally, Munch, Fin, Cragen, we all love you unconditionally. You know that Liv," He lifted my chin up to look at him. "What is this really about?"
"It's about love Elliot, real love. I have nobody to love me. Sometimes with this job it's easier to be single, but that's not what I want. I want what you have Elliot. I want a wonderful family. I want to have a ring on my finger and I want to wake up next to the one person I love most in this world."
"Olivia. Kathy and I are divorced. We've been divorced for almost three months, and, Olivia You CAN have all that." He pulled me in for a hug, our fight all but forgotten.
That was one thing that I both loved and hated about our relationship we could be screaming at each other one second and I could be sobbing into his shoulder the next.
"No Elliot. I can't" I sobbed into his shoulder.
"Why Liv?"
"I'd be risking everything I have, what little I have, the team, my job…and you." My voice faltered. "I can't risk all of that Elliot."
"But you deserve to be happy."
"But I never will be. He'd be risking everything in his life too. I could never put the man that I love through all of that. I'd rather love him from afar than risk losing him all together."
"Olivia" He looked deep into my eyes. "Any man would be lucky to have you. He'd have to be an idiot not to see it. And he'd have to be even more of an idiot if he didn't think that risking it all was worth it too."
I scoffed. "Well then, maybe you should tell him yourself, because he certainly doesn't seem to get it."
"Tell me who the idiot is, and I'll tell him myself."
I snapped back to reality. I was NOT having this conversation with him right now. "Why am I telling you this? We have work to do Elliot."
I pulled away from his embrace and blushed when I saw the tear stains on his shirt, "Sorry about your shirt" and before he could say anything else I was halfway down the stairs, heading back down to the squad room.
OKAY, SO I ALSO FORGOT TO THANK EVERYBODY WHO ANSWERED MY QUESTION ABOUT CONTINUING OR NOT. I'VE DECIDED THAT I CAN MAKE THE CHAPTER WHERE THEY GET TOGETHER APPEAR LIKE AN ENDING SO THE PEOPLE THAT WANT IT TO END THERE CAN END THERE AND BE SATISFIED. THEN FOR THOSE WHO WANT MORE, I'LL CONTINUE WITH THIS STORY! SOUND GOOD?
YAAAYYYY! THIS CHAPTER IS EXACTLY 1000 WORDS!
