Chapter 1

*** Warning: Some themes may be triggering for some. Please read with caution.***

I watched with wide eyes as he undid his belt. He had a smile on his face, because he knew what I would do when he forced himself inside of me.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he ran his hands over my bruised body.

I shook my head, unable to speak due to the gag in my mouth.

"Oh, you are lying, darling. This is a honor for you. I'm amazing." He spoke.

He started to kiss my skin. He made sure he didn't miss an inch of my body. He tore at my panties again, forcing them off of my body, and putting his gun to my head, before pressing his lips hard into mine.

"You keep 'em open, alright?" He spoke, and I whimpered, not wanting to have a bullet in my head.

"OKAY?" He spat, and I nodded quickly, tears running down my cheeks.

He forced himself inside of me, and painful whimpers exited my mouth, muffled. Once he was done, he removed himself from me, leaving some on my stomach, and then he laid next to me and kissed me passionately as I cried again.

"You're great." He breathed, and I swallowed hard.

"Now, I'm going to get the girl and see if she wants to watch?" He spoke and left the room, and I fought the urge to vomit. 

He came back with Amelia, and I swallowed my own tears to not scare her more than she already was.

"Alright, Amelia, darling, do you want to watch?" He asked.

"No! Please don't!" She cried.

"Well, you remember what I did when you said no last time?" He questioned, and she nodded timidly.

"Y-yes." She stuttered.

"Then do you want to die, or do you want to live?" He questioned, and she was quick to respond.

"Live." She replied.

"Good girl. Alright, Olivia, why don't we have some more fun?"

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After torturing me in front of Amelia, and her cries and mine were heard in the room, Lewis left to get more alcohol, and I had to watch as Amelia struggled with the rope that held her to a post.

"Olivia, help me." She whimpered, and I shook my head.

"Please!" She cried, but I couldn't move. I was still attached to the bed that I have been raped on several hours a day for the past two weeks, longer than last time.

She started to cry again, and my heart broke more and I hated how I couldn't help her. I wanted so badly to help her, to connect with my former self, but I couldn't.

I heard Lewis coming back, and I moved my fingers, and Amelia looked. I tired to tell her through my facial expression that he was back, and she must have knew and became silent.

"Girls, another round before me and Olivia are going to play a game because I think your friends are closing in." Lewis spoke, and I wanted so badly to get back home.

He raped me for hours this time, every time he was tired he would rest on my body, then he would go at it again.

Once he was completely satisfied, he forced me and Amelia to walk out into the open room he kept her in, and he tied her up, and he forced me to stand still next to a table.

"You know, you are a worthless whore." He spoke, and tears stung my eyes.

"Well at least I'm not the one that has to kidnap people to have sex with."  I spoke in my head.

"Now, Olivia, put this to your head and pull the trigger. Let's see if Satan wants to make you his bitch today." He laughed and handed me the gun. 

He had to push it to my temple, and I slowly pulled the trigger, tears squeezing out of my eyes when there wasn't a bullet.

"Now, my turn!" He said with excitement in his voice. He put the gun to his head and squeezed, yet again, no bullet.

We did this till there was two more chambers that could hold a bullet, and it was my turn.

We had started to hear the sound of people down on the lower floors, they had come, but it might be too late.

"Pull the trigger, whore!" He laughed, and with a shaky hand, I placed the gun to my head and pulled the trigger. I gasped for air when the noise didn't come.

Lewis grabbed the gun and placed it to his head.

"You know what, at least I'll be seeing you in hell soon. I have been the best you have ever had." He spoke, before quickly blowing his brains out.

I was covered in his brains and blood, and I was shaking as the sobs raked my body.

"Olivia!" Amelia cried, and I quickly turned and cut the rope with the knife that had been on the table. I pulled her into my arms as soon as she was free and held her as we both sobbed.

"Police!" I heard a voice scream, and I stepped away from Amelia, and put my hands up.

"Amelia, put your hands up. It's just for safety reasons." I breathed, and she nodded and did the same.

Fin came running towards us, and looked down at the ground where Lewis lay dead.

"Are you two okay?" He asked quickly, and I nodded.

"As good as can be." I mumbled.

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They took Amelia and me to the hospital. I refused treatment at first, wanting to stay with Amelia.

"Liv, please go get checked out. I can look after her." Amanda spoke, and I swallowed hard, realizing that I was still in my ripped bloody clothes and nodded slowly.

"I-i guess I should. Don't let any male doctors near her, alright?" I spoke, and she nodded.

I walked out and Fin stood outside, a tired look on his face.

"Thanks." I breathed, and he looked at me and nodded slowly.

"Lets go get you checked out." He replied and I nodded.

They did a rape kit, and then took me up to get x-rays. Once I was out, I laid in a hospital bed, my knees pulled up to my chest, and tears on my cheeks.

I could feel the adrenaline leave my body, and the numbness set in. The memories came flooding back in. The hundreds of times that I was raped. The times he beat me. The times that Amelia watched me get raped, and she only did that to make sure he didn't kill her. 

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Fin's POV

I watched from the door way, and I witnessed her go through the pain all over again. She shook with the ferocity of the sobs. I could tell she wasn't going to come back from this. She wasn't going to be Olivia Benson.

She looked over and saw me standing there, and I noticed that spark, that light she once had in her eyes had faded.

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~Olivia Stabler <3