The Unknown: Book 3 {A Bensler Fan Fic}

Chapter 10

The house was quiet when Kora, Aubrie, and I got home. I could hear Elliot reading Charlie her bedtime story, because his voice was very animated as usual when it came to that girl.

"I'm going to see my son and husband. Make sure Ollie isn't keeping James up." Aubrie spoke, and I nodded. I leaned over and kissed her temple gently, before watching her walk upstairs.

Kora and I stood next to each other, but we didn't talk. Elliot came down after awhile, and he looked at me right away.

"I told you that I didn't want you anywhere near us. Leave, Olivia." He hissed.

"I need help, Daddy. Mom isn't here because she wants to hurt you. She is here because I want her here. I want her to help you when I go away to get help."

"Kora, you are okay. Just upset. With a little time, you'll get better." Elliot replied, as he grabbed for any other way to get our daughter better, that didn't require sending her away like I did Aubrie.

"Daddy, I slit my wrists. I'm not upset, I'm destroyed. This... being able to tell you is a huge step for me. I'm going to be okay. I'll be back in three months, and I'll be better. I'll be ready to be your daughter again. Please don't hate me or Mom. Please just help her, and let her help you." She whispered, before walking to Elliot, and hugging him. He wrapped his arms tightly around our daughter.

Elliot didn't want to let Kora go, but she pulled away and headed upstairs. He and I stayed in the living room, but it was a hostile environment. Neither of us wanted to address this, but especially him. He didn't want to admit anything to me.

"I'm going to sleep on the couch in the basement. I'll make sure I'm out before you get up. Don't worry." I spoke gently, and it wasn't full of anger. I was actually trying to show how I understand that he's hurt, and how I am the root of all this pain.

I turned around and headed towards the kitchen, and as I walked towards the basement door, my husband grabbed my wrist, and forcefully turned me around towards him.

I saw the tears on his cheeks, and I wanted to reach out and wipe them away, but was that really a good idea? Was he against it?

I couldn't continue thinking, because Elliot's lips were pushed firmly against mine. I snaked my arms around his body, and deepened the kiss. But I refuse to do anything more than kissing. My husband was hurt and in pain, and he didn't need more than the comfort of our kisses right now. He didn't need his feelings to be complicated, since he might still hate me. You never know.

~*~

The next morning I woke up when Charlie kicked me in the side. She was sleeping sideways in our bed, and Elliot's face was covered in her dark brown curls, while I got her feet.

"Elliot." I whispered, and my husband went to run his hand over his face, but instead his eyes opened quickly when he felt her hair instead.

"When did she get into bed with us?" Elliot yawned, and I shrugged. I shifted upwards, and pulled her towards me, and Elliot climbed out of bed. We both walked out of our room, and headed towards the kitchen.

Once down there, I made coffee, and Elliot sat and watched me. When I finally turned to look at him, I noticed that his expression was pained.

"El, she's be okay."

"I don't know though, Olivia. She's my baby. If she gets worse in there, then there is no hope." He sighed, and I frowned.

"Love, she's like you. She has a strong pain threshold, but she's in pain. And it's too much. Now she needs help to heal."

"But what if I don't want her to go away? What if I want her to just stay here and let me take care of her? I can do that! I can take time off of work that isn't mandatory and I can take care of Kora! I can take her to therapy and maybe even group therapy sessions for what she's been through! Olivia let me! Please!" At this point Elliot had broken down completely. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and each sob was more heart wrenching for me.

How do I even approach this? Do I tell him that he can try this out? Or do I stay stubborn, and make him understand that Kora wants this special treatment. Not me. And clearly not him. But her. The girl who has been through hell and back, and she's only 15. She needs something more concrete and not just a month with her father.

"El, I can't decide this. If you want that, discuss it with our daughter. But I'm for whatever she wants. Whatever she needs."

~*~

Kora and Elliot decided on the inpatient treatment in Albany. We were all upset about leaving Kora behind up there, but we also needed it badly. Elliot kinda pushed her over the edge again when he tried to talk her into staying home, because he accidentally called her a freak. It was bad and before I knew it she was back in the hospital. She had overdosed on a cocktail of drugs she found in the house and even left us a note.

We took it extremely serious and I called the hospital that we sent Aubrie to, and we headed up after she was released.

"Mommy I'm sorry." Kora whispered as I held her close and ran my hands over her back.

"Next time, if you ever feel like that again I need you to tell me. We can't lose you, Kora. Your my baby and I've already lost two of my babies and I don't need to lose you. Okay?"

"Okay. Thanks for helping me. I love you."

"I love you too, Kora. We'll see you before you know it."

I walked away from my daughter and back to my family. I swung Charlie up and she cried into my shoulder as we walked back to the cars.

Fuck was this hard.

Hey guys. First of all, suicide is a serious topic. I didn't want to go into detail but it's still something I need to bring up in my books because it's a real thing. So please talk to someone. Talking to someone can really help.

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