After the town house incident

Three

"Liv, let me explain..."
"No Elliot let me talk, for once" she cuts him off
"Okay" he sits down on the chair next to her bed
"How?" She asks
"How what?"
"how did you know I was here?"
"I..I herd about you.. On the news" he replies
"On the news?! Are you kidding me?! Where were you when William Lewis kidnapped me?! Huh?! That was on the news! That was all over the news! Where were you at the trial? Where were you when he kidnapped me AGAIN and tried to RAPE me!? When he forced me to play Russian roulette!? You're back are back now?" She yells.
Elliot's jaw drops. "What? Who did what?" He asks softly
"Don't pretend like you don't know"
"I don't! I don't know what happened Liv. Tell me!" He begins to raise his voice.
Liv's eyes begin to fill with tears. She looks away a from him and clears her throat.
"Two years ago.. We did a case.. A man flashes himself to some tourists. Then, he raped a 60 year old woman. She died from a heart attack. And he got off with both of the charges" she stops because she feels her voice crack. She clears her throat and looks at him. "Then, capt said to go home. So I did. And he was there. I'm my apartment. With a gun to my head. He.." A tear falls down her face. "He force fed me drugs, alcohol and burned me with cigarettes. He beat me... Then he took me on a drive... He shot a cop in the way to a house... He..." She clears her throat again. "He tied me to the bed. And started to cut off my clothes. Then he took of his belt... But the door bell rang....he went to answer it... I managed to break free off the metal bed and I grabbed the gun... I pistol whipped him and he was unconscious" she stops to wipe the flowing tears that persist to fall down her bruised cheeks. She clears she throat and sits up straight. "Anyway. He went to trial.... He was found guilty... But he almost killed himself. Then he escaped the hospital.... He came after me again... He took a girl hostage...I had to go... I Know What he would of done to her..." Her voice cracked again. "So I met him.. And he took me to an abandoned warehouse or something...then he tied me to a table... He asked me.." She wipes her tear stained cheeks, "he asked me if he...wanted to...do her and make me watch... Or do me and make her watch...obviously I said me....I couldn't let him do that to her... I told her to look away... He came up behind me... But I didn't struggle.. That's what he gets off on... The struggle... I didn't give it to him.. I didn't give him what he wanted.. So he gave up and got the gun instead... Amelia was still tied up...and he made us play Russian roulette.... He said.... At the last bullet he said.... That he wants this....to be the last thing...that I see...before I die" her voice cracks again as she wipes the river that continues to flow down her rosy cheeks. "But he shot himself in stead"