AN: This part deals with rape. I am trying not to be to graphic.. but I want to paint a picture. If this bothers you please just skip over.
'Oh god no, please leave me alone!' I know pleading with him after I said 'no' the first time, which earned me a slap so hard across the face, I can still taste the blood in my mouth.
He is running his fingers down my arms, his eyes roaming all over my body.
My dress doesn't cover much, it was one of the reasons why I bought it. Why won't he stop.
His touch is sending chills up my spine. He has made his way to my legs and slowly up my dress.
"STOP! PLEASE!"
"What did I tell you about yelling Miss Olivia, now things are just going to get worse for you."
He reached behind him and pulled out a knife, and shoved it up against her throat roughly, leaving an angry red line.
"I won't ask again Olivia."
I just look at him for the next few moments, he puts the knife between the straps of my dress and my shoulder and pulls.
The popping sound of the straps will ever be in my memory.
I can't watch I can't watch.
He is moving his hands again, and god I don't want to feel anything.
I am pleading over and over to anyone to make this stop, to make me not feel anything.
I don't want to feel!!!
Crying, I slip into my own little world, as he slips into…
The next thing I feel is waking up in the make shift bed that he had me in the first time I arrived.
God I hurt all over. There is a mirror over on the far wall, stumbling I make my way over.
He had beat me, there are cuts all over my face, and I have a nice black eye forming.
I am scared, I am not sure if I want to see the rest of my body.
Elliot isn't going to want this body, he isn't going to want me after this.
I am nothing but damaged goods.
God this man has just taken everything away from me.
Bastard.
I am crying again, looking at myself in the mirror, at what he has done to me.
The tears sting as they roll down my cheeks.
What am I going to do now?
I can't go through this again, I can't spend another night like this again.
Then I hear it, foot steps… he's coming.
GO AWAY! I screen in my head, LEAVE ME ALONE!
The lock on the door clicks open and he walks in, mask in place once again carrying a tray with what looks like food on it.
I say that because the last time I ate, I really wouldn't have considered it eatable.
"You are awake my love, please eat."
He grabbed my hair, and brought me to him, "It is not a request Olivia. Eat, you will need your strength."
With that he shoved me back into the wall, and left the room, slamming the door behind him.
I had to get out of here.
I ate the food feverishly, I had to plan my escape.
Elliot always said I had this thing with locks…slowly I made my way over to the door, studying the lock.
After a little while of playing with the lock, I turned the handle to find the door softly opening, reveling a dark and dank hallway.
The floor was still all mud, and there were make shift lights hung to the walls. I had to find a way out.
Grabbing what I could, I carefully made my way out of my cell and down the hallway. My eyes were so adjusted to the dark, I had little trouble finding my way around.
Until I found a door.
Reaching for the handle, I turned it and was engulfed in sunshine.
I cried at that moment, I thought I would never see the sun again.
Run Olivia, run!
Run as fast as you can, get away!
I start running, I am not sure how far I have gotten, but I hear his angry shouts from behind me.
But I keep running.
I have to find help, find someone who will help me.
I spot a field not to far from me with a house and barn.
I don't want to endanger these people, but god help me, I need it.
As I run up to the door, I look carefully around, there is a car in the drive, so someone has to be here.
Right?
God I hope so.
I am going to collapse if no one answers this door.
"Hello? Anyone home?
"Hello?"
"Can I help you?" I hear a voice to my right, there is a man standing there, wiping his hands on a towel.
"Help…help me please…he's after…" and with that I crumble to the ground.
NYC, Squad Room
"Elliot, you have to calm down." Cragen urged him as they sat in his office, "That behavior is not acceptable in my house."
He just sat there, he was lost.
"Sorry Cap." He replied as he looked at his hands. "It won't happen again."
"Make sure it doesn't Detective. I know you want to find Olivia, we are doing all we can. You know this."
"I know."
"We will find her."
"Before it's to late?" "Let's hope it doesn't come to that."
Munch came rushing into the office a moment later, "They found her!"
"What? Where?"
"She is at a hospital in Newburgh."
"Let's go."