Chapter 6

"Good girl." He said and loosened the grip on her chin a bit, "Now-" his smile turned into a grin when he reached for her belt, "-where did we stop?" he taunted her while his hand was now on her belt.

"Nooo… nooo.. nooo!" she cried, struggling to get away from him. She was desperate and truly fearing for what he was going to do next.

The grin on his face only grew wider by hearing her frantic cries. "Ooh yes, sweet little detective."

She felt his hands fumbling with her belt and she completely lost it, her worst nightmare was coming true and there was nothing she could do about it. "Please don't" she begged while tears were streaming down her face.

Her body was trembling and shaking uncontrollable, her lungs screamed for oxygen because she only drew in sharp and short breaths. Her vision was all blurry and she shook head as if it would make any nasty happening disappear. "Please don't do this." she pleaded again through a shaky breath.

With that he undid her belt and it buckled open, earning a frantic sob from Olivia. Grinning he run his hands above her body, exploring her curves and caressing her bare skin with his rude fingers. He lowered his head to her face and placed his lips above hers, making Oliva jerk her head away from him. Amused at her reaction he only bent his head lower into her neck, to inhale her sweet scent before he started placing kisses along her neck.

"Please.." Olivia whimpered in between quiet sobs.

"Shhh.." he mumbled as his hands found their way back to her pants and were now pulling roughly at her waistband.

"Nooo!" she screamed, "HEEELP!" she screamed only louder.

Once again she squirmed under his touch- trying her best to get away from him. She managed to roll onto her side, the pain in her ribcage was stealing her breath but she had at least to try it. It didn't cost him much effort to hold her in place. His hands quickly flew up, one grabbing her shoulder and the other getting a hold of her hip and he turned her back down. The movement hurt her yet so aching body only more and she couldn't suppress a whimper when her back connected with the floor and her fractured wrist was pushed down form her own weight. "Please.." she sobbed when her eyes met his.

"What's the matter Olivia?" he looked up at her, his hands now both on her shoulders- holding her in place. "You wanted me to take you, you wanted this." He did a great job in taunting her.

"You know that's not true!" was all she could respond.

Did he really believe she wanted any of this? She'd only stepped forward to protect a fifteen year old girl from being brutally raped, from being touched and beaten like she had to suffer. -You are stronger, you can handle this-. She had been telling herself when she stepped forward, when she told him to leave Zoey alone and take her instead. But was she? No. Obviously she wasn't strong enough to fight him off, to bear him touching her any longer, to take the beatings or actually being raped any second. In this moment, when he threatened to sexually abuse Zoey she couldn't just stand there and watch him take her. She was so much stronger, she was able to defend herself and use her knowledge from the job against him- that was at least what she thought. She didn't think about the other side, when she wasn't strong enough to fight him off- when he'd overpower her the way he actually did.

She took a deep breath- trying to fight the feeling of foolishness and guilt off her mind. It had been nothing but naïve and stupid to offer herself, while her hands were tied up and there wasn't any backup for her. In fact, at police academy they learned to offer oneself in order to get civilians out of the line-this was their job. Getting oneself in the line was something she did almost every day. And it was the only thing she could think of to do earlier.

But did it really matter? After what he'd told her- he'd planned this all along. He would have taken her anyway- that she knew for sure.

"Ohh, yes I do." He grinned at her, "You wanted it and you're going to get the full package." He was about to bent back down when she spoke up.

"If I really wanted any of this you wouldn't have a bloody nose now." Finally finding her confidence again she smirked. "Must've hurt." Taunting him this time she narrowed her eyes at him.

He responded by slapping her once more in the face, earning a yelp of surprise from Olivia. The ongoing hits were slowly digging on her conscious and she wondered how much her head could take before giving in the darkness which threatening to surround her every time the force of his hits met her skull.

"Still so feisty, huh?" he seemed to be amused by her- the grin never left his face. "You won't be anymore, when I'm done with you." He growled before he pressed his lips on hers once more.

His mouth wandered down her body, kissing every spot his lips trailed by. He squeezed her breasts painfully hard, making Olivia whimper. His hands found her waistband again and he pulled until the button ripped open and the zipper split. And with that Olivias body froze in place, as much as she wanted to she couldn't move.

He noticed that she stopped budging and he moved his body to look up at her. He was surprised to see that Olivia suddenly didn't fought as he had expected and just lay there while tears were quietly streaming down her face, her gaze was fixed on the ceiling and she wasn't making any sound. The grin on his face faded while he watched her- that was not how he had planned it. She was supposed to fight as hell and not giving in so easily. This was all about revenge- about making her suffer for what she had done to his family and that was supposed to be fun. He thought he knew which buttons to push on her to make her suffer. Having her under his control- overpowering her and making her to be completely and utterly under his mercy.

But right now she wasn't playing as he had planned it and that made her gain back some control over the situation without knowing it. He needed to change plans.

His hands were still resting on her midsection, his fingers still in position to pull her pants down when he spoke up, "Get up!" his voice was cold and his harsh words caught Olivia out of her paralyzed state.

The confusion was written down in her face and he couldn't help but grin at her confusion. He didn't gave her any more time to think about the situation and simply slapped her across the face. His grin widened when she cried out in pain. He grabbed her upper arm, squeezing enough to form bruises and jerked her to her feet.

The sudden movement caused a fresh wave of dizziness and nausea run through her body and Olivia tried her hardest to keep her breathing steady. The several hits to her skull must have given her a concussion and she assumed at least one rip to be broken which didn't make in easy to breathe against the nausea.

Finally on her feet she was almost thankful for his hand on her arm, because she probably wouldn't be able to stand on her feet by her own. Her legs were so shaky she feared for them to give in, her vision was all blurry and her head kept spinning. He seemed to notice her state of wellbeing, because he let out a sharp laugh and took a hold of her other arm as well- steadying her even more.

She closed her eyes and took one last deep breath before she looked up at him. She felt defeated and embarrassed when she looked him in the eyes, seeing the satisfaction in his green eyes. She let him guide her back to the bed and also didn't resist when he pushed her back down onto it.

She didn't know what to expect next but when he knelt down in front of her and started to button up her blouse she was completely confused.

"I don't know who you are." She stated and paused for dramatic effect, "-but I'm going to hunt you down." She once again waited, this time for his reaction. She knew for sure that he would be amused and that he would response by mocking her in some way, so just when his eyes lit up and the corner of his mouth slowly formed into a grin- she continued. "And I swear to god-"she brought her face near to his and spoke in a low voice, "-if I won't, my partner definitely will kill you."

Clearly satisfied with this little triumph despite her defeated situation, she leaned back and watched with glee when the beginnings of his grin faded and his eyebrows knit in frustration. "That's a promise." she finished.

He dropped his head and lightly nodded to himself, then he looked up at her with a slight smile on his face. She drew in a sharp breath when he suddenly stood up, roughly grasped her upper arm again and jerked her back up with him without saying a word. Forcefully he pulled at her arm and tugged her through the room only to stop at the door to face her again.

Finally he spoke up, the threat in his tone unmistakable. "Someone is going to pay for your actions."

Before Olivia could response he opened the door and pushed her through the doorway. His hand found its way back to her upper arm, grasping the same- now hurting- spot as the last two times and his other hand reached behind his back, pulling out Olivias weapon.

They stopped at the boys bedroom, he quickly unlocked the door and opened it. Brian was still sitting at the same place, she had seen him last time and Zoey was sitting right next to him, her arms protectively laid around him. "Olivia.." Zoey muttered quite shocked and Olivia assumed it was because of her appearance, which must have suffered more than she had even noticed.

"It's okay." Olivia assured her while she was led to the bed.

"Sit down." He demanded and jabbed his elbow into her side when she didn't move right away. Her breath hitched but she did as she was told and slowly sat down.

As soon as she was sitting he glanced over to the kids, raised his gun and pointed it at Zoey while taking a few steps toward them. "Now you. Get up!"

Olivias mind slowly progressed what he was up to and was about to protest when he turned around to aim the gun at her. "Don't you dare to move an inch." He threatened, his patience was quickly running low.

"I won't repeat myself." He said this time to Zoey, glancing over to her while his gun was still on Olivia.

Zoey slowly got to her feet and took a step forward. Olivia watched in shock what was happening in front of her. They already had been at this point and she thought they'd passed this part. Why was he doing this? She had gone through hell to avoid this and now it seemed like it had all been worthless. "What are you doing?" it was more a rhetorical question.

"I told you, someone is going to pay for your actions." He said, still glancing at her. He took a step closer to Zoey to grab her arm. She cried out in fear. Tears were falling from her eyes as she realized what he wanted. Her eyes never left Olivias.

"No! You had me. You can't do that." she protested a little lost for words. "Please don't do this. Please leave her alone." Olivia pleaded but he was already pulling Zoey to the door.

"Olivia!" Zoey cried out, trying her hardest to fight against his touch. "Please don't let him take me!" she pleaded. "Please, do something." She cried when they reached the doorframe.

"Please leave her alone- let her go!" Olivia tried again, shifting on the bed.

He only snickered at her attempts. Just before he closed the door he peeked through the gap, "By the way-" he grinned, "my name is Jesse Coleman." And with that he was gone, he closed the door behind him and only Zoey squalls for help were heard.

TBC

Hey there! I know- it's been a while, but I found it really hard to write this chapter. To be honest, I'm not quite happy with my work. But anyway, here it is and I hope at least you like it. I would love to read your reviews- so leave a comment for me.