Brian Cassidy's P.O.V
I laugh a long laugh. I thought Olivia's friends were my friends but I should have known that they would always take her side.
I stare at her picture as I tip my glass back. The bartender pours me another glass of my favorite brandy. I take the bottle from him. He lets me. I drink what's in my glass. Then I fill it again. I continue with this pattern until the bottle is empty.
I grumble something that even I don't know what means and pay my bill before leaving. Olivia is so-so infuriating! I just want to kill her. But I love her! God sometimes I wonder why I love her. She's so infuriating, crazy, and sometimes won't fill my needs... at all.
I got so fed up with her that I started cheating on her. The woman is not a nearly as hot as Olivia but she's pretty. Then Olivia had to go around sticking her nose in places it didn't belong and found out that I was cheating on her and confronted me.
I didn't know why I knocked her out. And I still don't know why I raped her. But she is mine. Amanda can't have her. I saw the look Amanda gave Olivia when she watched her punch me in the face. Amanda loves Olivia more than a friend.
I rub my aching jaw and continue walking home. My gun is at home and I switch the direction I'm going. I start walking to Corrine's house. The slut I've been sleeping with.
Corrine the prostitute lets me in immediately when I knock. She hangs her arm around my waist. "Brain, baby, you know I have other customers." she scolds lightly. "I'll pay double what he is paying." I tell her. "It's a she." Corrine says. "I'll pay double what she's paying." I say. "Come in." she says.
"Vivianne, your time is up." Corrine shouts. A woman walks out. "But we just started." she whines. "I don't care. I have a regular that needs me at the moment." Vivianne groans. "Fine."
I smirk, "Thanks Vivi." I coo. She grumbles something incoherent under her breath.
"What?" I ask. "Nothing." she says quickly. I nod once and push her out the front door. I lock the door and turn to Corrine. She leads me to her bedroom without another glance my way.
I grab her by her ass and smash my lips onto hers. She moans as I rip her ratty shirt off at the seams. The lacy pink bra comes off next. Soon enough she is pulling my clothes off of me and we are both completely naked.
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FanfictionOlivia Benson. An NYPD detective in the Special Victims Unit. Known for putting away rapists and murderers. What happens when something dreadful happens to her? Will her squad be there for her? Will she overcome it? Or will she throw away her life...