Okay the last chapter was very short so I will make this one longer… or at least as long as I can.
Thanks for the reviews. I heard Kurt wasn't as big a jerk as I'm making him out to be. Oh well this is fanfiction, anything can happen.
Disclaimer: They're not mine.
Chapter 9
Olivia had changed into a loose fitting pair of black trousers and had a black tank top on with a white shirt on underneath it. Her hair was slightly wavy, she hadn't bothered straightening it. She had applied only a small amount of makeup just enough to cover the huge bruise on the side of her face as well as any others, including the one on her neck. She'd put no effort into changing, but as Elliot looked up from his coffee at her, he couldn't help but think she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
She swallowed the mouthful of burning coffee she had and looked at him, half waiting for him to say something. He said nothing but she knew he had a question burning inside his head. "Whatever it is, just ask me…" She told him.
"Okay." He said. "Where do you meet these guys?" He asked.
She burst into laughter again and he quickly joined in. "I have no idea." She said. "I think I have a sign stamped to my forehead that says 'willing to let people take the piss'. That or I guess I'm just an easy target." She said.
"You're not an easy target Liv, you're just so afraid of being alone you're willing to let anyone into your life. You don't stop to think that they might be complete assholes." He said.
"Well you don't have to worry because as of this moment I am happy to say that I am going to be single and alone and happy for the rest of my life." She said, smiling at him before she took another swig of coffee.
He knew the smile was fake and just something to hide her hurt. He suddenly realized just how scared of being alone she was. "Liv that's bullshit…The thought of being more alone, than you are now, is terrifying to you and you know it." He said.
Tears had filled her eyes and were threatening to burst their banks any minute. She knew she couldn't lie to him, he knew her too well. She wiped away a rebel tear that had fallen. "Liv its okay not to want to be alone, you're human. We're supposed to want company and to not have to be alone." He said reassuringly.
"What's wrong with me?" She asked him as she roughly wiped tears away with her knuckles
He just looked at her, feeling such empathy for her. Tears had began to fall uncontrollably down her face, and she just stared out of the window, now embarrassed that she was crying in front of him, again.
He was about to say something but she got up and stormed out. He got up and quickly ran after her. She was halfway down the street by the time he caught up with her. "Why do you do this to yourself?" He asked her.
Thunder began to crack above them and it began to gently rain. Olivia stopped dead in her tracks and turned to face Elliot. "Do what Elliot?" She asked him, having to shout above the now heavy rain.
He pulled them both into a shop doorway, out of the rain. He stood there staring at her as she stared back at him waiting for an answer. "You always blame yourself for the shit that other people do to you. It's not your fault Liv, none of it is. I know you think you have no purpose but you do. You help so many victims get their lives back, you give them a voice." He told her.
She continued to stare at him; it was like he was almost angry with her. "This job shows me just how ugly life is and how ugly and cruel people are to one another. So many times I have thought about just giving it all up…but then I look up and I see you, and you make everything beautiful and you show me that not everyone is ugly and cruel. I love that about you, I love you." He confessed.
Her jaw dropped at his confession. No one had ever told her that they loved her. People had told her they didn't love her, her mother mainly.
"Olivia you think you are so unlovable, and you think you shouldn't be allowed to be loved and that's because of the people who have been in your life…but you can be loved, you are loved, by me and by everyone at the precinct." He said as he stepped forward and placed the palm of his hand against her face.
She nuzzled her face against his hand as he rested his other hand on her hip. "There's something between us that I can't explain, but all I know is that I hate to see you hurt, I want to be able to protect you for the rest of your life." He told her.
He moved forward and held her, as they both just looked at the rain. Hoping it would ease off so they could get back home without being drenched.
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Elliot followed Olivia into her apartment. The rain hadn't eased at all it had only got heavier so they were both soaked through. "I don't suppose you have a spare pair of trousers I could borrow?" Elliot joked.
"El if you fit into my trousers then I am going to kill myself. I do however have your shorts here still, but they're the ones I had on before." She said.
"It's okay. I mean it's better than me catching pneumonia." Elliot said.
She walked over to her bed and grabbed his shorts and shirt. "I'll let you get changed in the bathroom." She said. That way she could get changed in the area of her apartment that was her bedroom.
He smiled and thanked her before going into the bathroom and changing. Once he had finished he walked back out of the bathroom. He immediately saw Olivia stood with just sweat pants and her bra on as she trailed the bruises on her body with her finger. It was like a map of where Harris had touched her. It sickened her to the pit of her stomach.
She pulled her top on and turned around. She began blushing slightly as she saw Elliot and knew he had obviously been watching her. "I look like something out of a 'Rocky' film." She joked as she tried to walk past him.
He reached his hand out and gently placed it on her face, gently cupping her bruised cheek. "You look beautiful." He told her as he looked into her chocolate pools. She reveled in his light and loving touch. She closed her eyes and sighed shakily. "Liv what is it?" He asked using his other hand to cup the other side of her face.
"I want you to touch me El." She said with pleading eyes. Her voice was shaky as she tried not to cry.
Slowly Elliot moved forward so his body was lightly pressing against hers. It was Olivia who began the kiss, kissing him sweetly and softly, as she felt Elliot accept the kiss it became a little more passionate.
Elliot placed his hands on her hips but she quickly took them in her hands and led him over to the couch, lowering herself down onto it before pulling him down onto it with her. He continued to kiss her as he carefully lowered her down underneath him. He kissed her for another moment before maneuvering himself on top of her, careful not to put all of his weight on her bruised body or to get too carried away too quickly.
He began placing sweet kisses or her bruised neck. At first she continued to revel in his touch but as his body brushed against hers, the thought and feel of Harris touching her came flooding back. She closed her eyes and tried to tell her body it was Elliot touching her and that she wanted him to touch her. She kept her eyes closed trying to hold in the tears that were stinging them. Her body just couldn't be convinced though. "El please stop…" She whimpered.
Elliot stopped, like she had asked, but he didn't move off her as concern overwhelmed him. "Liv sweetheart I'm not going to hurt you…" He began to say.
"I know, but please get off of me!" She cried, trying to squirm from underneath him. "El please!" She begged even as he climbed off her. She covered her face over with her hands as she cried.
Elliot stood there, hating himself for going along with something he knew she wasn't ready for. He reached down and supportively touched her head. She flinched at the unexpected touch, making her sob more. Elliot took her hand and pulled her into a sitting position. He then sat down next to her. For a minute he just let her cry.
"What's wrong with me?" She cried again.
"Nothing…Liv you were beaten and came within a few inches of being raped…twice. You don't just get over something like that in a week." He said as he took her trembling hand in his own.
"I started that…" She said. "…I wanted you to touch me." She pointed out, looking so confused by her own actions.
"Yea and I will, when you're ready and only when you're ready." Elliot assured her, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb.
"I'm gonna talk to Huang." She said.
"Good…" Elliot said, nodding at her brave decision. "I think it will be good for you." He said.
"Will you come with me?" She asked.
"I course I will." He said, squeezing her hand a little.
TBC
Long enough?
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