The Unthinkable Part 3
A/N: Sorry it took a while to update, a little writers block. But now it is here I know some of you are not going to like were I am taking this but please review but no flames. Thank You Beta your help was wonderful and very needed!
Kathleen and Mr. O'Brien walked out the door closest to the teachers' parking lot. She got into his car warily, but he had already done the unthinkable to her, maybe if he killed her or kidnapped her it would be a blessing, that way she wouldn't have to face her parents.
Elliot Stabler was still at work, and Kathy was just about ready to call him, since Kathleen wasn't home yet, which was not like her. Suddenly, Kathleen opened the door and darted up the stairs to her room.
"Hey I'm home; practice ran late," called out Kathleen.
"Just wait a minute there Missy," Kathy said as she headed towards the stairs.
"What?"
"Can't you say 'Hi' to your mother?"
"Hi, now my I go take a shower; I really reek!"
"All right honey, dinner is in an hour."
Kathleen ran into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. She quickly undressed then proceeded to hop into the burning hot water and scrub her skin trying to erase every trace of him. She scrubbed her body from head to toe. She knew she shouldn't be taking a shower, with a father on the N.Y.P.D. SVU squad she had learned this. But there was no way that she could let her parents find out what had happened. It would ruin them; it would compromise her dad's job and would hit him so hard she didn't think he would be able to move on.
As Kathleen got out of the shower she wrapped a big pink towel around her; all she could think about was how to hide her secret! She quietly walked to her bedroom and put on a pair of pajama pants and a sweatshirt and crawled into bed. It wasn't long before she was asleep, but it didn't take long before she was awoken by a nightmare. It was so real; Mr. O'Brien was there in his faded forest green shirt, tan pants, ugly glasses, black dress shoes, watch and his black belt. His blondish red hair could be seen easily although it was dark and his watch could be heard going tick, tick, tick along with the sound of his belt being pulled out. Kathleen lay there shaking; she grabbed her teddy bear and hugged it close, trying to forget her pain.
No more sleep came to her that night; she was lucky that it was Saturday. The clothes she wore yesterday haunted her as they lay in her room. She threw them all into in a bag: her black kitten heels, black skirt, pink t-shirt, her panties and bra. She took the bag put it in another one and buried it in the trash praying no one would find it.
The days and nights that followed were filled with terror. The nights deprived her of sleep, and during the day she was in her own little world. She barely even ate anymore. Once a well accomplished young woman so beautiful and self assured she had now fallen into her own private darkness with no escape in sight!