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Chapter 13

"Elliot!" Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs.

Matt Parker was on top of her and all over her. He had her hands pinned down underneath his body and there wasn't a chance of her being able to move them. Why the hell he wasn't still in prison she didn't know. Then it occurred to her his sentence probably came under the 'entrapment' crap as well.

"Elliot!" she screamed again, trying desperately not to cry.

Parker whipped the back of his hand across her face. Her eye was in agony and she sensed it was already bruising. He had left a nasty cut just below and above her eye and she had to close it to stop blood seeping onto her eye. He then slapped his hand down over her mouth. He could, if he wanted, wait till he got her somewhere else before he fucked her, he knew that, but when he had stood at the back of the room and saw her here he had silently thanked the person who had brought her, then gone round the back to make his bid. He was responsible for half the women who came through the market so he could sure as hell get anyone of them he wanted by now.

"Lowell really did work you over good." he said as he checked out the bruises all over her body. "He told me just what he had done to you. He said what you did for him too. I was thinking maybe you could give me the same treatment." he said as he reached down and unzipped his trousers.

As he pushed himself up on her she was able to get her hands free. She used them to hit Parker as hard as she could. In all fairness he was a lot stronger and tougher than Harris but she still managed to knock him off her. He landed on the floor next to her in pain.

Slowly and painfully Olivia managed to push herself up off the floor. She had just opened the door when Parker ran into her, crushing her whole body and knocking all the wind out of her. As he stepped back she slid down the door into a crumpled pile on the floor, gasping for breath. Once it finally came back her tears began to fall. Every inch of her body was hurting. She just needed to lie in a steaming hot bubble bath and pray for her body to go numb, that or be swallowed up into a place where pain didn't exist.

Parker was suddenly on top of her again, pushing her arms down flat above her head, then pinning them there with one hand. He quickly slipped his hand up her shirt and began fondling her breasts, moaning in pleasure. "Elliot, please!!" she screamed louder than before. She was getting beyond desperate.

She couldn't take this, really couldn't take this. She felt like she was going to go crazy. She could handle working with rape victims but she certainly couldn't handle becoming one. She wasn't ready for that, she never would be. Who would? She wasn't ready to become her mother.

As Parker began licking and kissing her face she closed her eyes, begging for a release, wishing she would die right this moment and not have to feel another minute of Parker on top of her. As she lay there, pinned down and completely unable to move she heard shouting. More precisely she heard Elliot, Fin, Munch and the others shouting her name.

She opened her eyes and screamed as loud as she could, "In here…" to her disgust it came out as no more than a muffled whimper, barely loud enough for someone in the room with them to hear. Parker just looked at her and laughed at her like she was some pathetic mouse in a cat's grasp. Seeing the smugness in her face reminded her of his best buddy Harris. She had been hurt and humiliated by one of them she wasn't about to suffer the same from the other.

Using every last little bit of strength she had in her she ripped her hands out of his grasp and whacked him as hard as she could across the face. He tumbled right off her smacking his head against the hard wall, knocking himself out.

She pushed herself up and dragged her bruised body away from him. She wanted to just sit and cry but she couldn't .Not just yet. "I'm…I'm in here!" she yelled, finally making some noise. "Elliot…I'm in…here." she yelled trying so hard not to cry.

Suddenly outside the footsteps got closer then the door swung open. She looked up and saw her partner. He ran straight over to her and fell onto his knees in front of her. He threw his arms around her and held her. She was reluctant to hold him back. "God Liv I am so sorry. I'm so soo sorry." he said as he turned and kissed her head. "Are you okay, are you alright?" he asked as he held her face and looked at her.

She just nodded. He looked at her for a second. He could see it in her eyes she was anything but okay or alright. She was hurt again physically, her eye was a complete mess, but even more so she was hurt emotionally. Being the only thing he could do, he held her again. This time she found herself holding him back. She still, however, refused to let her tears fall.

In order to keep her sanity she had to keep her tears and emotions under control. For as long as she could do that, she'd be fine.

TBC

Next chapter shows just how hard she I trying to keep herself sane.

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