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Elliot rolled out of bed and grabbed his gun of the nightstand. "Who the hell are you?" Elliot pointed his gun in the doorway as he shouted. He tried to focus on Olivia, who was screaming and crying.
"I believe that's my girlfriend you were just in bed with. Sorry, but it's time for Olivia to come home." The figure stepped out of the dark and revealed himself as Jonathan. He began to walk towards the bed and Olivia but Elliot stepped into his pathway. "Excuse me." Jonathan tried to walk around Elliot who blocked his way like a concrete wall.
Elliot stared into Jonathan's eyes. Nothing stared back except a weak man. "You're going to have to leave." Elliot looked at Jonathan who had a twisted smile forming across his face. Elliot had the biggest desire to kick his ass.
"This isn't your apartment. You have no right to tell me to leave. Besides, I have a key." Jonathan's twisted smile grew larger, as did Elliot's rage.
"Olivia doesn't want you here, do you?" Elliot turned to Olivia who was crying as she shook her head. Elliot wanted to run over and comfort her. Instead, Elliot turned back to Jonathan. "You heard the woman, get the hell out!" Elliot heard himself screaming as he said it.
"What's wrong Elliot? Can't handle the fact she loves me more? Or is it that she's all mine and I can have her whenever I want and you can never have her?" Jonathan smiled at Elliot as he again attempted to reach Olivia.
"You raped her Jonathan. She doesn't want to see you, ever again. Get the hell out!" Elliot pushed Jonathan back as he remembered what he had done to his best friend. Olivia started to scream when Elliot moved towards Jonathan again. Elliot stopped when he heard Olivia screaming.
"Sorry Elliot but it's not rape if she wants it." Elliot could no longer hold his rage; he caught Jonathan's face with his fist as Jonathan fell back on the floor. "What? You can hit women but you can't take it? Get up you prick."
Jonathan stood up and took a swing at Elliot but missed. Elliot caught him with his fist again and with his foot while Jonathan fell to the ground. Jonathan cowered in fear as Elliot took a step towards him. "You're scum Jonathan." Elliot walked back to Olivia who had her knees at her chin and was rocking slowly. Tears fell down her face as Elliot cupped her face with both hands and set his gun in beside her. "Liv, you're going to be fine."
Suddenly, Olivia began to scream again. Elliot turned around but it was too late and Jonathan hit him in the face with a lamp. Elliot was knocked out cold, he fell to the floor. "Now that we're alone Olivia, let's repeat last night." Olivia began to cry as Jonathan began rub her arm. "Baby, you usually like when I touch you. Did Elliot do something?"
"YOU BASTARD! You're the one who raped me, not Elliot." Olivia shouted at Jonathan, who suddenly began red with anger. Olivia closed her eyes and stretched her arms, a nervous habit. Her hand found something hard and metal, Elliot's gun. Olivia slipped it under her back.
Jonathan pushed Olivia back on the bed. "You bitch! I didn't rape you. You were more than willing, just like you are now." Jonathan attempted to remove Olivia's sweatpants as she kicked at his body. Olivia kicked with all her might and hit his genitals. Jonathan rolled over in pain and Olivia saw her opportunity. She grabbed the gun and sprinted out to a phone. She found her cell phone and called it in. "This is Manhattan SVU and I need assistance to 224 Grand Avenue Apartment 3 on the third floor. Send back up and a bus." Olivia slammed the phone down on the counter as she ran back to her bedroom where she left Jonathan and Elliot.
She walked in and found Elliot still on the floor, but Jonathan was no where to be found. Olivia held the gun in hand as she attempted to wake Elliot. "El! El! It's Liv, come on wake up. ELLIOT I NEED YOU!" Elliot remained unresponsive as Olivia tried to drag one hundred and eight pounds of dead weight into her living room. She made it to the hallway between her bedroom and the living room when she heard sirens outside. Olivia whispered to Elliot. "I'm here, and the bus is downstairs, we're going to be fine."
Olivia didn't leave Elliot side. The police busted into the apartment and spotted the two. "Is the suspect still on the premises?"
"I'm not sure. I left the room to call you guys and than when I got back he wasn't in there, but I didn't really look." Olivia looked back at Elliot. "Where the hell is the bus?"
"It's downstairs. They're coming up now." The officer began to check the apartment. He entered Olivia's bedroom and began to search.
Olivia was squeezing Elliot's hand as she heard the cop begin to scream. "SUSPECT ON SCENE! SUSPECT ON THE SCENE!" The cop's partner sprinted into the bedroom.
Olivia tried to move Elliot more but had little luck. She knew the paramedics couldn't come in until the scene was clear. She'd experienced it many times herself. She heard more shouting in her bedroom and brought her knees to her chin and began to cry softly. How could she bring someone this terrible back into her life?
The cops shouted "ALL CLEAR! COME ON IN!" The paramedics ran over to Elliot and took a look at Olivia. "Are you injured m'am?"
Before Olivia could shake her head, the cops were walking out of the room with Jonathan in hand cuffs. He gave Olivia a twisted smile as the police escorted him out. "M'am?" The young paramedic's voice snapped Olivia back to reality. She shook her head.
"Alright, we're taking him to Mercy General; I assume your coming with…?" The paramedics had loaded Elliot's limp body on the stretcher. They began to wheel him out and Olivia followed close behind.
Okay, I hate doing violent scenes! Like where one of them gets hurt, as I write it I'm freaking out and screaming. But I'm weird. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and please review!