Here's chapter six.
***CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE AND VIOLENCE***
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She sat there again in that corner, her fingers working diligently twisting the wire hanger into a weapon. She could tell from the suns position that it was late in the afternoon and she had no idea when he'd return so she had to work as fast as she could.
She'd straightened the curved head of it to use as a shiv and was now left with the task of fashioning the rest of it to become a handle, a job made harder by the fact that the wire was a lot less pliable than she thought it would be and her fingertips were now red and throbbing painfully but she continued to work it, determined that when the bastard returned, she'd give him a little surprise of her own!
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"So she answers an ad on craigslist…" Murphy starts as everyone is gathered at the conference table
"Two days before she shows up here and talks to Liv" Amanda continued. "Whoever was on the other end of that ad, she arranged to meet them at Union Square Park to discuss."
"The ad said "make $5000 easy" do we know if she ever collected the money?" He asked
"We did find a purse in her apartment with twenty five hundred dollars in it, the lab is running the bills for prints" Nick said.
"We need this guy" Fin said "Langan was telling the truth, Marco was at his club all night, it was actually closer to 4 am when her left. Whoever Faith met up with could have had her set Liv up"
"…And then killed Faith to keep her quiet" Murphy finished
"But why? And who? Lewis was the only person with a vendetta and he's dead! None of this shit makes any sense and in the meantime, we got the NYPD running around like idiots chasing false leads from idiots looking for a payday!" Brian's frustration was starting to get the better of him.
"Excuse me" a small, feminine voice called out from the doors of the squad room causing the detectives to turn their attention to the petite blonde who had entered.
"How can I help you?" Murphy asked
"I'm Cammi Winston, Faith was a friend of mine" she said and suddenly an air hope was breathed into the squad.
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After finishing with the hanger and being satisfied with the results, she put it under the pillow that hadn't managed to become stained with her blood, then began massaging her aching fingers trying to work out the stiffness as she paced the room, unable to help staring at the bloodstained comforter.
I'm gonna fuck you seven ways to Sunday until I put one in you…
Just thinking about it made her sick to her stomach. "You can't let that happen!" she told herself, she told herself as she angrily snatched the comforter from the bed, balling it in a heap and throwing it into the closet just as a horrible thought quickly set in. "What if it already did?" she closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath – it did nothing to help the panic that sent a chill through her.
My mother made a choice, but if it were me, the morning after pill, no question!
"Good luck with that now" she said, cursing the irony as she leant against the window and turned to look out although she couldn't actually see much through the thick glass bricks but the sun that filtered through was warm on her face and for the briefest moment she had hope that things could turn around but that moment was annihilated when she heard a door slam downstairs followed by the sounds of the dogs' barking and paws shuffling as they ran down the hall and down the stairs. Then after a moment another door slammed shut and she heard the dogs outside, guessing he had let them out a back door.
She was completely overcome with dread and began backing herself into a corner as she heard heavy footsteps ascending the staircase and her heart began pounding frantically against her ribcage while every nerve in her body went rogue and all the nerve she'd managed to build, all of the resolve quickly dissipated.
As the footsteps got closer, louder, she literally had to fight to still her body from the tremors that had overtaken it as she drew in shallow erratic breaths but it was of no use and she stood shaking uncontrollably as she wrung her hands nervously and her mind began spinning – she had nowhere to run. The door had been taken off the bathroom, leaving her no choice but to face whatever would happen once the bedroom door opened.
The locks began to turn and a painful knot formed in the pit of her stomach, twisting as her eyes filled with tears that she would not let him see and with trembling hands she quickly wiped them away just as the heavy door creaked open and she was suddenly staring into the face of her tormentor.
"Daddy's home!" he announced with a smile. A sob tore from her throat; absolute terror gripped her so hard that she didn't feel her bladder release or the warmth that ran down her shaking legs and collected in a puddle at her feet because in that moment she was conscious of only one thing – fear!
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"I can' believe she's dead!" Cammi cried softly as Nick handed her a tissue and Murphy took a seat in front of her in the interview room "Thank you" she said and dramatically dabbed at the tears in her eyes.
"Can I get you anything?" Nick offered
"No, no, you're very kind but…I'm okay" Nick looked over at Murphy while pulling up a chair and planting himself in it. "Cute too" she sniffled and smiled
"Thanks. Now, when was the last time you saw Faith?" Nick asked
"Um, three days ago…I had to go out of town for work, but I've talked to her every day"
"And when did you speak last?" Murphy asked.
"It was right before I went on stage…around eleven last night?"
"And did she mention going anywhere?"
"Just that she had to go and get the other half of her money"
"What money?" Nick asked
'Um…some guy she met on craigslist a couple days ago; she said he was gonna pay her five grand to help him out"
"Did she say with what?"
"Yeah, Faith and I didn't have secrets…" she said before recounting to Nick and Murphy everything she knew about the man who paid Faith to lure Olivia into his trap.
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Harlan had walked across the room while Olivia's eyes stayed on him from her corner and he took a seat on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight.
"You just gon stand there shakin in your own piss?" as if his words were a revelation, Olivia looked down and was further humiliated to see that he was right as she fought to contain her tears.
"Get over here" he ordered she whimpered and shook her head no as she stepped away from the puddle but stayed close to the wall as if it offered some magical protection. "That wasn't an option darlin, now get your ass over here!" he demanded.
Before she could even think about it she made a dash for the door but her hand had barely touched the knob before he'd snaked his arm around her waist and lifted her off her feet with zero effort.
"Goin somewhere?" he asked as he threw her down onto the bed; she quickly scrambled to her feet and again tried to run but a hard backhanded slap sent her flying back onto the mattress and this time he pinned her there with his body on top of hers, his mouth licking and nipping at her skin while his hands roamed beneath her gown.
"No please don't…PLEASE!" she begged hysterically as she struggled beneath him, nauseated at the feel of his hands on her flesh. He paused long enough to grab her arms and pin them above her head, holding her wrists with one large hand while the other went back to groping her.
"Softest skin I ever touched!" he mused
"STOP...GET OFF ME! she screamed then cried out when he pushed three thick fingers inside her, her already bruised, swollen and torn insides throbbing in agony as he began twisting them painfully.
"On second thought, I think I need tie you down for this, It's gonna real intense!" he grinned before he withdrew his fingers from her and pushed them into his mouth, sucking greedily while she continued to buck beneath him in an attempt to throw him off. He sat up, straddling her body and pulled one of her arms, trying to secure her wrist in the restraint. Her mind cleared and she suddenly remembered the shiv she'd made from the hanger and with her free hand she reached under the pillow frantically seeking it. After what felt like an eternity, her fingertips touched the cool metal and she pulled it fully into her palm, gripping it and didn't spare a second before she plunged it into his ear, forcing him to let go of her arm and begin howling in agony as blood poured out of his ear canal.
"You stupid bitch!" he yelled, pulling the wire from his ear. She froze for a fraction of a second before balling her fist and hitting him as hard as she could across the face, then again before she drew her legs from beneath him and kicked him hard in the chest with both feet, as she screamed, sending him flying backwards.
Without another thought she ran from the bed and out of the room with no clue where she was going as she sprinted down the long, dark hallway fueled by fear. She finally came to the rickety stairs and descended them so fast, she stumbled twice and almost went tumbling, her heart pounding so hard, her chest ached and she was sobbing by the time she reached the landing and kept running for the front door, frantically twisting at each of the five locks.
When she'd twisted the last one she pulled at the doorknob but it wouldn't open and she let out a cry of frustration, pulling at her hair then twisted the locks in the other direction while looking over her shoulder. She could hear his footsteps upstairs, he was coming; she had to get out!
"God please!" she cried in a whisper. She had no idea that only every other lock had actually been locked and that she was repeatedly locking herself in and her sobs only grew louder as his footsteps drew closer.
"HELP MEEEEE!" she began screaming over and over as she banged her fists against the door, praying that someone would hear and the dogs began barking from outside
"Game over Olivia!" she heard from a voice she knew too well and turned around to see William Lewis standing in from of her
"this isn't real, you're dead!" she sobbed, frozen in place and not believing her eyes
"Am I sweetheart? Maybe to the rest of the world…but I'll always be with you!" he said calmly with his wicked smile as he approached her and she backed away as he reached to touch her, unaware that she was backing up to the staircase, being so distracted with this apparition that she no longer noticed his father's footsteps and she backed right into him. his chest was like a brick wall when her back hit it and she slowly turned around and opened her mouth to scream when she saw him standing there but it was too late, his hands were already around her throat squeezing.
"That was the goddamn dumbest thing you coulda done whore!" he said with fury in his eyes as he lifted her, by the neck into the air. She scratched and clawed at his arms but it was no use and before she knew it, he had literally thrown her across the room and she hit her temple on the side of a table, pain exploding in her head as she tried to get up but she fell to the floor before she was even halfway up. she touched her fingers to her temple and drew them back to see them covered with the blood that was now running down the side of her face and just as everything began to go black, she saw Harlan reaching for her.
"Rule three: Don't ever make Daddy angry!" he said just before she passed out. He didn't bat an eyelash, just picked her up and carried her limp body back upstairs to the bedroom that was her prison, throwing her onto the bed when he got there.
"When this is all over, I'm gonna enjoy watching you take your last breath you stupid cunt!' he seethed as he undid his pants and took his penis in his hand, stroking it to a hard on while squeezing her breast beneath her gown; admiring his son's work -the many scars that remained from her ordeal with him.
"Damn shame, cuz you are a beauty!" he said to her unconscious self. "Now let's see what we can do about bringing my boy back!"
And suddenly, the house was filled with the sounds of the bed squeaking as Harlan took her with punishing thrusts, slamming into her body with brute force again and again and he had no intention of letting up anytime soon; further aroused by thoughts of what he'd do to her once she was awake.
"You'll be sorry darlin!"
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I'm innocent!