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Amanda's P.O.V
It's been two weeks since Liv's rape and Brian Cassidy is no-where to be found.
I look at Liv, who is napping on my couch. My television is on, but the sound is on low. Her nose twitches in her sleep and I smile a little. Standing up, I walk into my kitchen and take the hot chocolate powder out of the cupboard.
I make myself some hot chocolate and sit back down in the living room. I look at Liv and I frown a little bit.
It's been two weeks since I told her I love her and I've been dropping hints that I love her but she hasn't said anything. I don't even think that she realizes what she does to me.
I blink, as Liv lets out a low moan. She starts clawing at the blankets. I watch as the blanket is pushed off of her arms and she digs her nails into the flesh.
I watch in horror as blood starts seeping out from under her nails.
Standing up, I walk over to Liv and kneel besides her. Grabbing her hands. I bring them to my lips. Her eyes snap open. "Get away from me." she moans lowly. Her face is clammy and pale. I look into her eyes and see that they are cloudy. Murky brown replaces the molten chocolate eyes, that I love. "Liv," I stroke her cheek. "It's me... Amanda. Brian isn't here, love. It's just me and you." I whisper. Her eyes refocus and become the warm chocolatey brown again.
Liv's quiet as she stares at me. I open my mouth the speak, and nothing comes out. Closing my mouth silently, I pray she doesn't remember hearing me call her 'love'.
"Amanda? What happened?" she asks me quietly. I sigh, and look at her. "I don't know."
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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...
