From Hell To Heaven
A/N Short chapter for you, hope you like it. I'm trying to write as quick as I can but school work is piling up lol
Thanks to all my loyal readers and reviewers, I'd give personal shoutouts but I'm having trouble accessing them. So if you reviewed, big thank you to you. (I'll have it fixed before next update so I can mention you individually) X
This chapter definitely loses the domesticity, and getting in to the final leg of the story. I know you've all had an idea about who the bad guy could be, I'm hopinh it's going to be a surprise for you all, I've taken a bit of creative license with it x
Chapter 27- Taken
It took two trips between them to get her things in to their aparatment. Thankfully, Elliot didn't own much clothing, a few suits and shirts for work, casual clothes, jogging sweats and the occasional fancy shirt for occasions. And his shoes consisted of 3 pairs; smart, casual and boots, all of which could fit on half a rail on one side of the closet. Olivia, on the other hand, had a lot more; skirts, shirts, pants, dresses, suits, dress shirts, blouses, jackets, shawls...it seemed endless, or so Elliot thought. When it was finally all hung up and stored away, she couldn't help but smile. His heavy work boots were side by side with her high heels, his shirts hung by her blouses, and- her favourite- his lockbox (gun concealed within) sat protectively beside her treasure box of photographs and memories. When she finally closed the closet door he swept her up in his arms. She uncharacteristically giggled. His arms wrapped snugly around her waist. She had never has this before; the blissful happiness with a man, a confortable present, and a positive future. And with Elliot, of all people. 'As if I even considered all those other guys when Elliot was right there in front of me all along.'
"You know what? We're going the movies afterall."
"Oh really?" she challenged playfully. "Do I get a choice?"
"Seeing as you turned by 'bachelor pad' in to a girly home, no." he chuckled, planting her lightly back on her feet, arms still around her waist.
"Girly, huh? Not too late to change your mind." she smiled.
"Never." he said, his eyes seeming to cloud with something...Lust? Admiration? Love. "I can put up with a few stuffed bears and flowery blankets if it means I get you."
She smiled up for a minute, seeing every handsome feature she had admired from a distance. But as he leaned in for a kiss, she resisted her natural urge to want him, and instead playfully slipped from his arms and headed for the door.
"Don't want to be late to the movies."she said coyly, ducking out of the room, but not before she saw his eyes trail appreciatetively over her body.
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Half an hour later they were sitting in a darkened screen, idly watching over the extensively long trailers of upcoming films. Liv was rolling her eyes; she hated trailers, they were designed to lure you in and get you to see another movie, only to find out after you've paid that you've already seen all the good parts in the trailer itself. She was idly chewing gummie bears, which she had unashamedly chosen at the consession stand. Her cell phone buzzed loudly in her pocket, echoing shrilly throughout the screen. Several people looked in her direction with disapproving scowls.
"It's Fin, I better take this." she muttered back with a frown.
"Work?"
"I'm not sure." Why would Fin call her on a Sunday? People were still turning in their seats and shushing them: Elliot glared back. "I'll take this outside." She made to get up.
"Hey, hey," he chided, gently pulling her back close. "Don't go running off, you still owe me that kiss." She heard his bedroom voice, and was thankful the loud trailers covered it. She conceded to a quick, yet passionate, burning kiss.
"Don't worry, I'll be right back." she started to get up, putting the phone to her ear.
"Better be, I don't wanna be stuck here by myself." she heard him call after her.
She stepped in to the corridor, the heavy doors cutting off most of the sound from the screen but the screaming teenagers were overwehelming. She covered her one ear but all she could heard was teens and crackling phonelines.
"Fin? Hello?" She gave a sigh at the silly screaming girls and headed towards the doors. The pounding rain and horn blaring cars were less than helpful. She groaned at her increasing bad luck and slipped in to the alleyway beside the cinema, quieter as the cut off from the main road.
"Fin, can you hear me?" All she was getting was static. "Fin, I can't-" The line went dead. She quickly redialled, eager to get back inside, the sky was dark and pouring rain, it was almost freezing and she was getting soaked.
The line picked up, clear as day. "Tutuola."
"Fin,"
"Liv, what's up?" he asked, obviously concerned by her call on a Sunday, clearly personal reasons rather than work related.
"You tell me; I got your call but I was only getting static, I figured it must have been important so I-"
"Liv, hold up," fin interrupted. "I didn't call you."
She felt her blood run cold, and not from the cold air pinching at her.
"No, that's not possible, I-" she was suddenly shoved roughly in to the wall. her phone slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor as she cried out.
"Liv!" Fin yelled down the receiver, unheard by anyone as the cell lay abandoned on the dirtty alley floor.
Liv spun after colliding painfully with the brick wallm her hand automatically grabbing her small handgun (Elliot had insisted). The figure, all in black, face concealed, sent their fist pummelling in to Olivia's stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs. Olivia gasped for air while trying to aim her gun, only for it to be forcefully knocked out as the attacker swung a plank of wood smashing in to Liv's hand. There was a heavy clatter as the piece fell from her grip. The last thing Olivia saw before being swallowed by darkness was the quickly advancing plank of wood, aimed directly at her head.
xXx
Elliot shifted in his seat, a bad feeling erupting in his gut. Something felt uneasy. Olivia had already been gone over 5 minutes. His unease took over and he jumped up, ignoring complaints as he shuffled along the row of seats. He headed out and towards the consession stand. He quickly looked around. No Liv.
"Hey," Elliot rounded on the spotty cashier behind the coungter. "The woman, I came in with, see where she went?"
"Yes, Sir, she stepped outside." He pointed towards the main entrance. "Looked like she was taking a call."
Elliot almost burst out of the door on to the downpouring pavement. Liv was nowhere to be seen. He panicked; she wouldn't have left without telling him first. He fumbled in his pocket to grab his phone and hurriedly switched it on. He was instantly bombarded with beeps alerting him to 9 missed calls. He went to see who the calls were from but his phone buzzed again as a call came through. Fin. He answered in a hurry to say 'what the hell?' in confusion and panic. But before he could, he heard Fin say 3 words that he never wanted to hear, that made his mouth run dry, his lungs feel incapable of expanding and his heart stop dead in his chest.
"They got Liv."
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