Disclaimer: I do not in ANY WAY own Modern Family, Law and Order: Special Victims Unit, or any other Law and Order series.
Warning: This story contains sensitive topics and dark themes. Also, this first chapter and the next may be pushing the "T" rating of this story. Reader discretion is advised.
Note: This story is a sequel to my Modern Family story "Influence." It is highly recommended that you read that story before this one.
A/N: Well, I said there would be one and here it is. I hope you all like this as much as you liked "Influence." Enjoy this first chapter!
Also, please review!
Justifiable (Chapter 1)-Beast's Obsession [Prologue]
In the criminal justice system, sexually-based offenses are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit. These are their stories.
*DUN* *DUN*
I'm driving home from my job as a mail sorter at the organic foods market. It's not exactly what I thought I would be doing with my life, but it is a job and, hopefully and probably, is just temporary until I get my Associate's Degree from the college I'm attending.
I never thought I would be back in college. I didn't think I would even get in the first time, but after I got kicked out, I just felt so ashamed of myself. Like how could I let that happen? How could I screw up that bad? But, I'm back in school now, and it's all thanks to my younger brother, Luke.
Just seeing him take charge of his life the summer between middle school and high school really changed me. It made me realize that if he could do it, then I can do it too. And I did, and I still am.
Today was stressful at work, though. Not because of the job, but because of what was happening while I was working. He's been texting me again...
...Dylan.
It's been at least three months since that day, not only the day we got our beautiful and sweet kitty Jess, but the day he made me cry twice in front of Luke and Mom.
Luke...he wouldn't have it. He called Dylan and pretty much threatened him (was more like a promise - Luke really had changed a lot) with bodily harm unless he left me alone.
Seeing that side of Luke...it frightened me a bit. It wasn't the brother I knew. It turned out he...changed a lot more besides getting his act together in school. He told me he was getting into fights to protect Manny from bullies (which I am glad he has since stopped fighting) and he told me about something that happened at school with an old friend Reuben (which I guess they made up now - Luke says the details aren't important but that they are friends again now). It just didn't make sense to me! At least, it didn't make sense until he came out.
My brother's asexual, but bi-emotional. He said all these changes were because of him figuring out his orientation and that the whole process of dealing with it made him grow up. I'm just glad that he's alright and that everyone's okay with it (Grandpa Jay wasn't exactly alright with it at first, but he is now).
But after that day Luke called him, Dylan hasn't tried to talk to me again until last week. I'm not telling Luke because I don't want him to cause a huge thing and keep his promise of that fight, especially with what he's been through recently (the stress of coming out, a hospitalization from his soy allergy, among other things).
I tried to ignore it, and I was able to for about two days. But then he started to call and call and call even though I ignored it every time. It got to the point where I had to just answer and scream "Leave me alone!" before hanging up. Luckily I was alone in the mail-room at the time...
If he doesn't stop soon, I think I'm going to tell Dad, Grandpa, and Uncles Mitchell and Cam. They'll be able to tell him to stop; I trust my family with my life and I know they'll help me.
I pull up into our driveway and get out of the car. I make sure the horn sounds five times when locking it; I don't know why I do, but I just like hearing that horn sound!
I put the key in the door, turn it, grab the mail for the day (Mom has recently started working with Grandpa Jay again and isn't home during the day anymore), and head inside. I set the mail down, turn around, and lock the door.
"Hey…"
"AHH!" I scream and turn around and hit reflexively where that sound came from. I immediately come into contact with skin and rough hair...
"What the hell was that for?" That voice...no...
...Dylan!
He grabs my wrists and holds them tight. I try to break free and unlock the door, but he steps on my foot, HARD.
"HELP! PLEASE!" I start screaming, but he starts kissing me to try to shut me up. I bring my head back and then hit his head hard with mine and twists my wrists. "NO! PLEASE!" I scream in pain and helplessness.
He locks the bottom lock, drags me by my wrists into the kitchen, where a chair is set up with some rope.
No...
He's...going to...
He's going to rape me, isn't he? I've seen this is movies…
I immediately start crying. I just want him gone, and I want to be out of this house. Suddenly, I feel cool metal on my neck.
"Sit down. If you scream again, I'll cut you. Every scream, one cut. Don't play with me, Haley. Don't play with me or my heart like you've done before." He says, and I have to do what he says.
I sit down in that chair, and he begins trying my spread legs to the chair with that rope. He does the same for my arms. I am just sitting there, tears coming out of my eyes as I try to remain quiet so he won't hurt me with that knife.
"There we go." He says and gets up and stands in front of me. "Aren't you beautiful? God, Haley, I missed this." He says, and it scares me. A lot.
"How-how did you get in here Dylan?" I ask. As long as I don't scream, I should be safe from the knife.
"The key you gave me. I copied it as soon as you did. So when you took back the original when you stomped on my heart like a bitch some agonizing months ago, I still had a copy the entire time." He says, and I can see him already losing control.
The key I gave him...
…Oh my God, this is all my fault! I deserve this, then...
"Dylan, w-what are you going to do? I promise, if you go now, I won't tell anyone about this. Just, please, please don't hurt me." I say, pleading with him like I was pleading for my life...which I very well may be doing.
"I won't hurt you, not as long as you're a good girl and treat me right." He says, and moves his hands to his jeans, for his belt.
No! He's...really going to rape me! And it's all my fault!
He undoes his belt, and takes it off slowly, as if this is supposed to turn me on. He throws the belt to the side, and undoes the button on the jeans and pulls down the zipper.
"Please, don't do this, Dylan. I'm-I'm sorry I broke up with you like that. I am, I really am. I'm sorry for those things I said. But, think about what's happening." I plead, trying to make him reason.
"What's happening is that we're going to make love again, Haley. We were each other's firsts; let's experience it again." He says.
He's fucking delusional! He thinks that I'm consenting to this!
"HELP! PLEASE! HE'S TRYING TO-" I'm cut off by him shoving his hand over my mouth and him holding the knife to my neck with the other.
"I told you to not scream." He says and I scream in pain when he drags it across my neck, slicing my skin open. I can feel the wet blood trail down my neck and soak through my shirt.
"AHH!" I shout muffled. "HELP!" He cuts me quickly this time, and I be quiet for now. I can't risk that again.
"That's right. Be a good girl and you won't get punished." He says and pulls down his jeans that he undid before I screamed. He throws them by his belt and grabs the knife and I feel it on my chest. "Shh, I'm not going to hurt you." He whispers and begins using the knife to slice up my shirt, tearing it in half and exposing my torso and bra. He grabs my left breast, moving it in his hand gently through the bra.
Please stop…
"Dylan-" I begin but I am cut off again.
"No, shut up, baby." He says, and I acquiesce. No point in fighting anymore; just let him rape me and get it over with.
It's all my fault, any way…
He takes the knife again and does the same to my shorts. Now I am just tied up in my bra and panties, while he has his shirt on and is now pulling down his tented boxers. I can see some hair...
...I hear the door jiggle. Someone's there!
"HELP! ANYONE, PLEASE HELP ME!" I need to keep fighting. I can still make it out!
"Haley?" I hear muffled, but it's him...Luke. My younger, yet much braver, brother.
"LUKE! HELP M-" I get a punch in the eye this time. I don't care; I just want this to end. In a moment, I can feel something being stuffed in my mouth and tied around my head, keeping me silenced. I look down; he took off one of his socks. That must be what he's using to silence me…
I can hear the door being banged on hard, like he's trying to break it down. But, it stops and-
"Haley!" He shouts and a window breaks. That's his way in! "Oh my god!" I hear him shout and I see him looking at me, my eyes pleading for Luke to save me.
"You! How dare you try to come between the love we share! First you tell me to stay away and now you interrupt our special time! You made a bad mistake, little dude." Dylan, who is putting his pants back on and his shirt already back on, says to Luke, who is looking around, probably for something to use as a weapon. Instead, he just runs at Dylan and tackles him.
Please save me, Luke...
A/N: Well, then! What a first chapter, huh? Okay, I have a few things to say (presented with spaces for easy reading).
One, I am not making this an "official" crossover because I think not putting it in the crossover section will increase the number of readers. This may change in the future (if at all possible), but for now this is only classified as a Modern Family fic.
Two, the title of this chapter is an actual SVU episode title, which was an amazing episode in its story arc.
Three, you do not need to be familiar with the SVU show to be able to follow this story; I have it planned out already. Being familiar with SVU will help understand some details in the future, but it's not necessary at all.
Four, I have still only seen up to Season 4 of Modern Family, but I do know some of the stuff that happens in later seasons, like Claire working with Jay (mentioned in this chapter), Cam being a football coach (may or may not come into play later), etc. I do not know enough about Luke's sports stuff in these later seasons, so for now, I won't even try to write them in. But, timeline wise, this would take place in Season 6 like "Influence" took place in Season 5.
Five, the SVU characters will be based on Seasons 13-15. More detail will come; but be warned about possible spoilers for SVU if you're not caught up yet (which I am not entirely, either).
Six, I'm not sure if I want every chapter after this one to be a Luke P.O.V. chapter. Luke is still the main focus (along with Haley, to some degree), but because of the different plot points, some may be other P.O.V. and some may be in third person. I am currently unsure.
Seven, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and I hope you all stick around! Also, don't forget to review!
