Chapter 28 - The Bathroom II.
"Look up.. Hey hey hey look up," Lewis whispers in Liv's ear as he watches himself grind her half naked body. He's grinding her slowly but not gentle. Her body slams loudly against the counter. The noise cuts her ears. It's a cling and stomping sound. "Oh you feel so good up against me. Smooth. So soft, detective Benson. So very soft." What was he doing?
Liv mellows out. She wants to escape. She wants to be reunited with her memories of Rhys and her teenage years. Or maybe Christmas parties with her squad. Or Christmas Day with Simon and little Olivia. Home in Brian's arms. She knows victims go to other places when they are being violated but her mind wasn't allowing her to leave that bathroom. She feels his musty pubic hair rubbing against her bare buttocks. She feels his penis and testicles. It's wet and nasty. A strong scent of his urine burns her nose. Her tongue fights off the after taste of his sperm. The same sperm that's sticking to her hair. His fingerprints are all over her body. Dirty filth.
She longs for a shower. He wraps his arms around her then rips of the duct tape. Her heart beats faster and faster. She can hear the rapid beats of her heart. The beat of her heart, the thuds, are so loudly that it blocks out any other noises.
"I want you to see.." Lewis grabs Liv's hair. He rips out a great portion from the middle. "Ah! Ple-please stop, please stop please just stop." Liv's speech is slurred. She's still so very woozy, realistically disconnected, and completely unhinged. However, her right mind constantly reminds her that she's in a horrific situation. The loud heart beats are getting out of control. Her eyes are blinking repeatedly, it's as if she's seeing a light switch on and off, on and off. On and off. This was hell. This was torture beyond hell.
With a hand of her hair in his hand, Lewis nearly pops Liv's neck in order to get her to look into the mirror. When she finally does look in the mirror, she's unable to keep her focus. "Look at yourself. Go ahead look. Look at what's happening to you look at what I'm doing to you debasing you like this like? .. And I'm not even fucking you yet." Liv realizes that Lewis's penis is sliding between her thighs. He's not raping her legally, but she fears it will come any minute now.
Liv catches a glance of herself in the mirror. Her body collapse on the counter. Lewis lets her out of his grip. She nearly falls to the floor, he catches her, drags her on the floor, then finally drags her back into the bedroom.
Lewis throws Liv on the bed and jumps on top of her body. She moves her head side to side. She's heartbreakingly confused, one second, struggling to make sense of what's happening. The next second, she's quite aware of what's happening but unable to control anything. In contrast, Lewis was the puppet master pulling her strings and she was the pathetic little puppet.
He sticks his tongue down her throat and extends the unwanted kiss for over five minutes. Liv's hands are gripping the covers tightly. Lewis refuses to come up for air and Liv begins to kick out, she can barely breathe. Lewis pulls back and lifts her shirt. Her teeth chatters. He smiles while watching Liv's body shake uncontrollably. She's broken. He's winning or has he already won? There eyes meet. She whimpers. He kisses her badly cut and branded stomach. She turns her head to the side before shutting her eyes close.
"I'll only be a minute.. Listen? I got some dirty things in the works for you. You'll be a good girl while I'm gone right?"
Lewis waits for a reaction or response but to no avail. He notices that familiar dead and dark glare in her eyes. All of his victims got the same look on their faces after a few hours with him. He finally conquers the lioness. The unbreakable Olivia Benson. He's finally succeeding at stealing that sparkle of light in her eyes. That light that everyone is born with but not everybody die with... That light that can only go out if you meet the devil himself. The devil that lives in the most sadistic creatures. Lewis is the sadistic creature, the devil, and he's taking her light.. Letting in the darkness.
"I own you. I own your body, I own your soul.." His voice is scary, horrific. He stands to his feet. Lewis explains how rough and cold he'll do her while he pulls her pants back up, buckles them, handcuff her to the bed post, grab the duct tape, and tape her mouth and legs.
Lewis is about to leave when he realizes that he's out of pills and alcohol. He isn't worried. He knows Liv's buzz will rub off eventually but she's still tied up and she's defenseless. Before he leaves, Lewis licks Liv's face and leans in closer to her... "Be ready for me baby. I'm coming back and I'm fucking every part of your body. Every part of your soul... Then? Pow!"
To Be Continued...
