The erie smile behind the trigger was none other than William Lewis, however while that frightened Olivia Benson at the time, the most frightening image was seeing Carter locked in his grip. Knowing what this beast was capable of could turn anyone's stomach, but knowing that her daughter was now in his grasps and was in the crossfire sent a sickening feeling in Liv's chest. Her daughter's hands and feet were bound with duct tape and there was wet blood running across her lips now, Carter's eyes met with Olivia's and immediately Carter felt the fear strike her as she heard Lewis's laughter in her ear.
"So glad you could join us," Lewis spoke as he stepped forward shoving Carter along with him, the gun holding steady in his hand as he did so. "Detective Benson. I've had a lovely talk with your... daughter, isn't this?" He smirked and with his one free hand he shoved Carter to the floor. "We were waiting for you to join us, weren't we Carter?"
Olivia was frozen with fear as she then felt the grip of his hand latch onto her arm and tug her forward, however her worry was on Carter who was on the ground attempting to push herself back up off the floor. Shoving her into a chair it wasn't long before Lewis reached for her gun on her hip, then he slipped it in the back of his jeans, "Try and make a move or scream, I will not hesitate to shoot your precious little girl, understood?"
That was enough for Olivia to respond with a small nod before her eyes averted back to her daughter as Lewis began tugging on her wrists and ankles, taping her to the chair. She could see fear in Carter's eyes as she saw what was happening, they had no control over what was happening or going to happen, her gun and badge couldn't protect Liv now. She noticed a harsh reddened spot across her daughters cheek as well, swelling growing and it was clear that she had been struck by Lewis. Which only caused Olivia to feel this rage she had never encountered before, but she knew if she did anything to fight Lewis he would come back at her or Carter again.
Carter had managed to sit herself up from the harsh shove to the ground and she stared back at Olivia, not knowing what to do or even say, they were caught up in Lewis's grasps now and there seemed to be no way of escaping it. Her eyes began to avert around the room for any possible weapon that she could use, but there was nothing. She couldn't risk her mother's life in her own hands. She slowly began to rub her hands back and forth feeling the tape began to pull at her skin she bit her tongue through the pain.
As Lewis was busy talking to himself Olivia noticed what Carter was doing to her hands, she knew Lewis wouldn't notice yet she did, quickly she shook her head slowly not wanting Lewis to see her. She needed Carter to know that she couldn't be risking her life to escape this, knowing what Lewis was capable of warned Olivia of the outcome of this. She saw Carter immediately stop what she was doing and glance down at Lewis who was taping Olivia's legs now and was onto the last one. Carter glanced back up at Olivia and slowly leaned back against the wall before nodding back at her mother.
"Tape. Done." Lewis tossed the tape behind his back and it collided into the wall of pictures Olivia had hanging and knocked one down, causing the glass to shatter as it hit the floor. Now he made his way to the kitchen and grabbed a grocery bag that was hidden in the fridge, he began to rummage through it and place everything out on the counter. "I had to go shopping for this... special occasion. Too bad I only bought one bottle," He began to laugh as his eyes averted to Carter. "we can share though, can't we? Enough to go around."
He cracked open a can and began to chug it and before long crushed it with his hands and threw it over his shoulder, grabbing a bottle he then stepped out of the kitchen and smirked, "Time we get this party started, huh?"
Seeing the vodka bottle in his hand Olivia watched him carefully knowing what his intentions were, she could see him glancing at her and then back at Carter as he was having a difficult time on deciding who to go to first. She feared that he was going to shove it down Carter's throat, which meant her drinking and she didn't long to know the thoughts playing on in his mind. She could see his eyes gazing more on her for the time being and once he stepped towards her, she knew what was to come, looking away from his gaze she then felt him jerk her head back towards him.
"No, no, we don't have to be shy. You can drink." He smirked, forcing Olivia's mouth open and tilting the bottle over her mouth.
Olivia felt the burn immediately run down her throat from the vodka and she did her best to stop herself from swallowing, but there was no use from trying to spit it out when he was forcing more down her throat. "There we go," She heard him say as she did her best to swallow the rest.
Carter saw him force the bottle of booze down Olivia's throat and she looked away not wanting to see her struggle swallowing. He seemed to be enjoying Olivia's pain which made her stomach turn, just this simple tactic made her sick, she could only imagine what else he longed for. This was becoming more real to Carter as she was still in a state of shock from what had happened earlier. It wasn't supposed to happen.
Lewis looked over his shoulder at Carter who was doing her best to keep her gaze down even after his actions, turning away from Olivia he stepped a bit closer to Carter and a sadistic smile began to grow. He could hear Olivia struggling to take a deep breath with the amount of vodka, he chuckled as he knelt down in front of Carter with a sadistic grin, "It's your turn..."
Her heart began to race as she felt the bottle press against her lips, the smell alone made Carter nauseous, but the taste once the vodka hit her tastebuds she immediately longed to throw it back up immediately. However Lewis took note of that and began to laugh continuing to pour the alcohol down her throat before pulling away and watching her struggle with the last amount in her mouth, she spit most of it out.
Seeing him shove the vodka down her daughters throat Olivia couldn't fathom the sight, she knew if she even tried to defend her child it would only bring Carter more harm. However seeing her spit most of it up was comforting, hoping she wouldn't swallow all of it, knowing the effects it would have if she did. The sound of his laughter caused Olivia to look back up at him, she saw the sadistic look in his eyes and she narrowed her eyes as he put the bottle down on the coffee table.
"Tonight will definitely be interesting, mother and daughter..." Lewis glanced back and forth between them before taking the gun that was resting on the bar and resting it in his hand. "Now what to do with you?" His gaze now on Carter as she was still on the floor with her hands and feet taped.
Carter kept her gaze down once she saw him looking her way, she couldn't keeping looking him in the eyes when he stared back with such a malicious gleam. She could only imagine what his thoughts were, but she was glad she didn't.
Olivia was fearing that Lewis had too much interest in Carter, she knew if she allowed him to pay attention on her long enough that he could do more damage to her. The moment she saw Lewis glance towards her daughter Olivia spoke, "Lewis... I know your problem is with me, okay? After all the hell I put you through I'm sure you didn't come here to talk to my daughter. You came here for revenge on me." She knew he had his attention as he quickly looked her way.
"Smart, very smart Detective Benson," Lewis smirked as his eyes stayed on Carter, knowing she was playing games with him. "What gave it away? The gun I had to your head as you came into your own apartment?" He took a step closer towards her daughter.
"..." Olivia could tell if she wasn't straight with him it wouldn't work to get his attention away from Carter. "Alright, Lewis you wanted my attention you got it, better take it while I'm taped to a chair."
To Lewis that sounded as if he wasn't capable of hurting the detective, he narrowed his eyes and quickly took a few quick steps towards her and raised his hand striking the detective with the back of his hand. He then grabbed Olivia by her chin, forcing her to look him dead in the eyes. "Is that what you wanted me to do Olivia? I thought for a second that having you tied to a chair with a gun to your head would stop you from shutting up, but it seems as if I was wrong." He noticed her left eye was growing red from the hit and chuckled, "I don't believe that's what you wanted."
As the hit immediately caused her vision to blur in her left eye Olivia then felt her head spin, then the grip of his ice cold fingers jerked her head up and she looked him in the eyes. Yet she struggled to do so. He shoved her head back and then tape was shoved over her lips and she was silent. It wasn't long before Olivia struggled to focus on her surroundings, Lewis was blurry as he stepped back away from her.
"I appreciate that you aren't as mouthy as your mother," Lewis said as he leaned over grabbing Carter from around her waist and hosting her up onto the couch, she slumped against him and he could feel her hear racing against his chest. Fear. Once she was propped up on the couch Lewis sat on the coffee table across from her, running his eyes up and the young girl without a care.
The sense of shock was still in place as Carter had witnessed Lewis hit her mother a few moments before, now she could feel his eyes on her and she longed for a shower just after a few moments. His tone was different with Carter then it seemed to be with Olivia, instead he sounded rather excited with the thoughts that were running in the back of his mind, she knew better then to react in anyway or else he would feed off of it.
Lewis wasn't too fond of her gaze avoiding his and he tilted his head to the side, before raising his hand and running his fingers along her inner thigh, he expected her to flinch. Yet she did't. He laughed hearing Olivia mutter something under the tape, "Don't like that do you, Detective?" He asked, glancing at Olivia taped to her chair. "I could do worse... if you'd like."
Carter looked back and forth between Olivia and Lewis as he ran his hand along her thigh, occasionally squeezing her thigh before mocking Olivia. She hated that he was touching her, but she couldn't let him know that or else he would thrive off of it. Which would cause things to escalate in a matter of seconds.
He then pulled his hand away before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a carton of cigarettes, "You... You want one Carter?" He asked putting one in between his lips before grabbing the lighter and then took a drag.
"... No," She whispered quickly locking gaze with him and daring to look down at the packet he threw on the coffee table. "I don't smoke." She could hear Olivia having trouble breathing from her mouth being taped and the struggle from the hit.
Lewis laughed blowing smoke in her face before tilting his head to the side, "You... You've got a clean gut girl here, Detective. Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke... I'm not sure if she gets physical with anyone." He saw the look in Carter's eyes and he knew it so well. "Or maybe she has," He then reached across and grabbed Carter's hand that were still taped together with his free hand. "You haven't told her. Have you Carter?"
Olivia watched as Lewis was tormenting Carter, but she seemed to be handling it well. Yet, Olivia would've taken her spot in a heartbeat if it meant she wasn't going to get harmed or even touched by that monster. However as she saw him run his hand along her thigh, Olivia began to twist her hands under the grips of the tape not caring from the pain it caused, all she wanted was for him to stop.
Then when he glanced back at her she immediately stopped, knowing he would see her actions and just feed off of it. He wanted that. His attention went back to Carter and she was struggling to release herself from the tape, she knew if friction was caused, there was a chance she could slip out, but he wrapped it around tightly. All she wanted was for him to keep away from Carter. Hearing him speak as if he knew she had been physical with anyone, she looked up and kept her gaze on Carter as she stared Lewis down. What hadn't she been told?
"She hasn't seen the signs, yet? I'm sure you've had nightmares, moments of panic, fear of being... intimate." He began to laugh as he held her hands tighter before taking one more drag from his cigarette. "Yet, all this couldn't have just happened, there's a story to it, a story I would love to hear. I'm sure your mother would too,"
Carter could feel herself panic from his change of subject, he was enjoying this far too much and it made her sick to her stomach at the thought. He was bringing up the past and it would only get worse as he got deeper, if he made her. She kept her mouth shut and didn't bother giving him any satisfaction.
"... Silent, huh?" He was getting further under her skin and it made him grin from ear to ear. Taking the cigarette from his lips he then pressed down on the back of Carter's hand that he was holding, causing her to gasp in pain and she tried pushing him away. "What? Didn't like that?" He tilted his head to the side, afterwards he then proceeded to burn her once more. "I remember the day I saw you, the little flowers on the back of your hand," He began to make a small circle with the burns. "how precious."
Olivia spotted him pressing the cigarette into the back of Carter's hand and she began to struggle under the tapes, "Lewis... Lewis, stop it." She demanded, seeing Carter's facial expressions he could tell she was in pain. "Lewis, quit!" She was doing everything she could to try and get his attention away from Carter even it it meant she was suffering instead.
"You think that will distract me, Olivia?" Lewis paused from burning Carter once more and glanced over at Carter before licking his lips, "Carter's taking all the pain, you should be happy. And besides, it would make a beautiful scar." He then brushed his fingers over the fresh burn on the back of Carter's hand.
The pain in her hand was causing Carter to bit the inside of her cheek, she didn't know the pain could be this strong, but it only got worse as his fingers were pressing down on the fresh burn. Tears gathered in her eyes and she blinked them away quickly, wanting to show no sign of pain. But it was obvious that she was suffering from her first whimper.
"You're right, she's taking the suffering when you're really here for me, so why don't you speak to me? I mean, you went through all this trouble to only hit me? That's a little weak, don't you think?" Olivia was seeing a change in him and she knew it was dangerous, but anything to get his attention away from Carter, she couldn't see him torture her any longer. "Could've done that easily on the street."
That was enough to cause Lewis to drop his cigarette and within seconds then backhanded Olivia, when she gasped from the strike, he grabbed the vodka bottle that was behind him on the table. "A little weak, funny. I don't believe that is true." He placed the bottle between Olivia's lips and forced it down her throat. Once she got a good few swigs of the drink, he pulled away and tilted his head to the side smirking at her before grabbing her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes, "So I want to play around with your daughter... but don't worry, the real fun will begin with you."
Olivia was doing her best to keep her eyes open from the cause of the hit, then the alcohol in her system was taking a small toll as her vision was beginning to get blurry. She could hear him speaking and she did her best to focus on anything but Lewis, but her head was spinning. Her plan worked, she got her attention off Carter, but now he was planning something else. She saw him begin to sway from side to side, grabbing something from his pocket, then forcing her mouth open, two pills were placed on her tongue. The vodka came into play once more as he made her drink the pills down, she knew that her vision was only going to get worse.
"There we go," He threw the pill bottle on the coffee table and ran his fingers through Liv's hair, she flinched at his touch and he couldn't help but laugh biting his bottom lip. "This seemed to have been easy, take a shot every time Detective Benson makes a mistake." He made his way towards Carter with the bottle still in his hand, "Wanna sip?" He asked.
Watching this plait in front of her made her stomach turn, she hated this man with every fiber in her being and longed to have him more than dead at this point. Olivia was protecting her, doing her very best at that, but it backfired by getting pills shoved down her throat. As Lewis made his way back over to Carter she glanced down at the bottle shaking her head, "Not a fan." She muttered.
"Hmm." Lewis was amused by this young girl, she seemed to have a daring look in her eyes as she could see what exactly he wanted. "Too bad," He placed the bottle on her lips forcing the alcohol between her lips. She didn't struggle, knowing he would adore that too much.
Once he pulled away Carter began to cough struggling with the burning running down her throat, almost wanting to vomit up from the taste in her mouth. She looked away from him before wiping the bottom of her chin on her shirt. "You see Carter... drinking you have to get used, once the burning stops you realize how good it makes you feel." He began to walk around the apartment and occasionally glancing at Olivia was who struggling to keep her head up. "kinda like... intimacy, once you get past the little stuff and get to it... it's much more worth it."
Carter's throat burned and ached for something other than that horrid drink, she could feel the burning running down her chest now and it wasn't helping. Looking across the room she saw Olivia attempting to hold her head up, but she slumped against the chair each time, she feared the worse, she knew it was wrong to mix pills with alcohol. She was seeing the side affects by Olivia's actions. She could hear Lewis and his smart comments and it only made her fear for own self.
His footsteps carried behind the couch wear Carter was sitting and he reached down running his fingers through her hair, she didn't flinch. It bothered him that she wasn't troubled by his touch, but he wanted to test her. Running his hand along the back of her neck he then gave her neck a tight squeeze, causing her shoulders to tighten and she did her best to push away, which made him grin.
"Ahh, there it is." He laughed as he came out from behind the couch, "touchy, touchy."
His touch was enough to send cold shivers down her spine and remind her of the past, she knew better than to flinch but it wasn't helping when he was pushing himself on her. As he now took a seat on the coffee table once more and came down to eye level, she pushed herself further back into the couch.
"What? Not wanting to talk anymore?" He asked, then didn't receive a response from her. "I think I can get you to talk," He raised his hand and grabbed her wrists that were taped together dragging her forward, she was now sitting on the edge of the couch, not far from Lewis. "No burns, no drinking, just a simple touch..." He used his grip on her wrists to keep her there, his free hand ran along her cheek and his thumb brushed over her lips. "How sweet." She tried pushing herself away from him, but he laughed grabbing her by the back of the neck and pushing her closer.
Olivia who could see his actions out of the corner of her eye, she blinked a few times before she slumped back into the chair and her eyes met with Carter's, the fear in her eyes broke her heart, knowing he was longing to do more than what his actions showed now. She now knew what her actions caused. Olivia slowly shook her head, hoping Carter would understand not to struggle under his grip, it only excited him more with every push and shove.
The second their eyes met Carter knew she had to listen to Olivia in order to get out of this situation, which made her fear the worse of accepting it. The burns on the back of her hand were rubbing against the tape, she relaxed slowly knowing it was the only way. "Want me to talk? I'll talk, okay?" Carter quickly met Lewis's gaze and dared to say, "Gonna ask me something or not?"
"..." Lewis saw the look in her eyes and he frowned feeling her relax under his touch, he wanted to feel the struggle more than anything, but it would have to wait as she was talkative in that moment. He let her hands go and pushed himself back, glancing over at Olivia he smirked knowing she would just eat this up. "You were raped... weren't you?"
The glimmer in his eyes only caused her to realize just how sick and twisted he was, she knew her mother dealt with perverts on a daily basis, but if this is what she dealt with. Carter couldn't blame Olivia wanting to lock up physchopaths like Lewis, these were the type of men who were only created in nightmares or so they thought. It made her fear the worse knowing she was being forced to spill out her past in this way, she hadn't spoken to anyone about this. Now it was life or death.
"You figured it out, want a medal?"
A/N: I know I'm horrible for leaving that here, but I promise I'm working on the next chapter as we speak, please tell me what you think. I'm wanting your feedback.
