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Chapter 2

Followed

Olivia paid the taxi driver then got out. As she walked towards her building she fumbled about through her purse for her keys. She must have told a thousand women to 'always get your keys out ready to get straight into your building. Don't stand alone on the doorstep looking for them', and yet here she was doing the exact thing.

She was tempted to just start pushing buzzers. It was freezing cold and her fingers were going numb, however it was 4.30 in the morning and that would be cruel; as well as give her neighbors another reason to not talk to her. She continued searching but she spun around as she heard rustling in the bushes by her building. She looked but saw nothing. She figured it was either the wind or somebody's cat.

She turned around and began desperately searching for her key again, still nothing. She heard the rustling and prayed she'd find her keys soon. As she felt around in her purse once more, someone suddenly grabbed her. She couldn't help but swing around and fling her arms. She felt them connect with something and heard a crunch followed by a whimper.

"Jesus Liv, it's me!" Elliot shouted before she hit him again.

She managed to hold her next punch back, barely, just inches before it hit Elliot's nose. "Shit! Elliot I am so sorry!" she said seeing his bust lip, "Come inside. Let me get you some ice."

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"Liv I'm fine." Elliot told her for the tenth time as they got to her apartment, "What was making you so jumpy down there?" Elliot asked as he followed her inside.

"Oh err…I…err… What are you doing here? Was that you playing about in the bushes?" she asked him, her heart still pounding against her chest.

"What?!" Elliot asked confused.

"Never mind. Why are you here again?" she asked.

Remembering why exactly he had come over made a lump form in his throat. Olivia noticed and looked at him curiously. She passed him some ice, wrapped in a cloth and waited for an answer, she didn't get one though. "Well?" she asked.

"Sit down." Elliot said as he pulled gently on the wrist, encouraging her to sit down next to him.

"What is it?" she asked him firmly, she knew something was up with him. He still remained silent and just continued to stare at her. "Jesus, Elliot what is it?!" she yelled at him.

Still he stayed quiet.

"El please, you're scaring the shit out of me?" she begged.

He knew he had to tell her. "Harris was released at his appeal. All charges against him were dropped." he told her.

Olivia's heart fell out of her butt as her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. She just couldn't register what he was telling her. She didn't…couldn't…wouldn't, believe what he was saying to her. She began to shake her head. Elliot tried to take hold of her arms but she snatched them away from him.

"No…, no, no, no! When?! How?!" she yelled, angry as hell.

Elliot watched as she began pacing. He had expected a big reaction, but this one just confused him. He could tell she was angry he just didn't know who she was angry at. "Entrapment." he told her.

"What?" she asked.

"His lawyer made sure the jury knew you volunteered to go undercover knowing the situation, and that you purposely made yourself noticed by the guards…"

"That gives him the right to try and rape me?!" she asked, laughing from disbelief.

"A jury of 9 men and 3 women thought so." Elliot replied.

Olivia looked at him and scoffed, laughing from frustration. She was fighting back tears that were ready to fall any minute. "He raped Ashley. She knew it was him, she remembered his…she remembered him. Doesn't that count for anything?" Even now the thought of Harris's in front of her made her feel sick, even more so when she remembered him standing there exposed to her.

"You only knew Ashley was right because of what happened in the basement…which comes under the entrapment…" Elliot stopped talking as Olivia slammed her fists against the wall.

The apartment was silent but the sound of the bones in Olivia's hand going crunch echoed in Elliot's head. He heard a whimper. He stood up and walked over to her. He carefully placed his hands on her shoulders but Olivia quickly shrugged them off.

"El please, just go." she said. Her voice was shaky and he knew it was because she was trying not to cry.

"Liv don't do this. Don't blame yourself for some stupid judge and some know-nothing jury."

"El please, just leave me alone!" she said firmly.

Elliot wanted to stay with her but he knew that he couldn't stay and argue with her because it would only force her further away from him, when really all he wanted was her right by his side where he could keep an eye on her; where he knew she was safe.

"Liv…" he began.

Olivia rolled her eyes and sighed as she brushed past him. "You know where the door is, see yourself out." she told him before she disappeared into the bathroom, leaving him standing there all alone.

With her not there to stop him he went around checking all the windows were shut tight and secure, what few there were in the tiny apartment. Knowing that they were all indeed shut and secure, he reluctantly walked towards the door.

Olivia waited and listened from the bathroom for Elliot to leave. Finally he did and she heard the door shut behind him. With him gone she began throwing things around the bathroom and slamming anything she could.

She looked at herself in the mirror for a second. Looking back at her was someone who she thought was useless, angry, sad all the time, all because she was a failure, she couldn't even do her job properly anymore. The people she put away were getting let out.

Unable to take it anymore and due to too much alcohol in her system she lashed out, punching the mirror full force, it smashed around her hand and she screamed in pain as she felt her flesh being cut and torn.

She grabbed a hand towel and wrapped it tight around her hand. She held her whole arm close to her body. It hurt like hell, even with alcohol in her system to numb the pain. She slumped down on the edge of the bath and not knowing what else to do, she began to cry.

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Outside her building sat Elliot, all alone in his car. He knew she wasn't okay and he knew she would be blaming herself for Harris being released. He also knew that guys like Harris always come back to finish what they started which is exactly why he was going to be sat in his car, outside her apartment, all night.

What he didn't know was that just a little further down the street, sat in a black car was Harris, watching Olivia's building, just waiting for the perfect opportunity.

TBC

Again, I know there's such a thing as Entrapment in Law and all that, but I'm not 100 on how it works so if it's not totally accurate, please forgive me.

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