SVU Detective Nick Amaro's weakness will always be his family (blood and squad). Let's add another member into the mix. His eldest daughter, Ascella Amaro.
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Charlie's POV I woke up with a huge ass headache. I wasn't at home or at Olly's... "Charlie?" Ascella whispered, causing me to turn. She had fallen asleep on the small lounge chair near the couch. It was obviously uncomfortable. "Ascella...What happened?" I sat up, rubbing my eyes, regretting it when my cheek started to hurt, "Fuck..." Ascella looked at me before looking down, starting to cry. I immediately got up and held her...I fucked up. I was drunk yesterday and I must've said something about the kiss. "I-I'm so sorry, Ella..." She shook her head and held my arm tight, "His dad called me...asking where he was...I tried to call him." She sobbed. I sighed exasperatedly, annoyed that Olly was upset with Ascella. I then got up and put on my jacket and shoes, "I'm gonna fix this, Ascella, I fucking swear." I called my chauffeur and we drove around town, to all the places I could think of where Olly could be. I even went to the cabin...Olly told me about the room he made for Ascella. He was ecstatic about it as it was still being built. I then arrived to the cemetery outside of town.
I rushed between the gravestones, going to where he would be. I stopped, breathing heavily, seeing him sit in front of a gravestone. I approached slowly, sitting in front of him. He was shaking and breathing heavily, head between his knees and hands on the back of his neck. "Olly." I called gently. He looked at me, tears in his eyes. He's been crying for a while.
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"I would I always go to him, before I met you." He confessed, looking at the gravestone, tracing the name on it. Elias Wyatt Kingsley. "You remind me of Eli so much...carefree, reckless, secretive...especially about his emotions. But then he started to keep getting fucking sick a secret..." He hiccuped, looking away. I could feel tears in my own eyes, but I cared less. This was my best friend and I wasn't gonna leave him alone. "I fucked up. I fucked up so bad and I don't know why I started to fall for Ascella..." "It's not hard to fall for her..." "Yeah." I laughed as he did. Then I looked at him, "I am so sorry..." He shook his head, "Don't Be." We stood up and looked at each other for a sec before hugging. "You're my brother, Charlie." Olly sobbed, causing me to cry. "You're mine too."
[A/N: Okay give me a sec cuz I just finished watching Voltron season 6 and that one part still gmfu I'm still crying]
We drove back to Ascella's place. Olly hesitated before going to the door with me. I knocked gently and Zara answered it. I grinned and picked her up, carrying her in as Olly trailed behind me. Ascella rushes over and looked at us, then Olly. He still had tears in his eyes, but he was the first to move and kiss Ascella deeply.
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(A/N: props to anyone who knows ^^ where that's from lol) It took a little while before they pulled apart. "I'm sorry..." He whispered. She nodded and stepped away from him before going back to the kitchen and making breakfast. "Where's your dad?" "Went to work..." she responded, setting the table, "Where...Where'd you go?" "I visited my brother." "Did you tell him I said hi?" She smiled gently. "He was pretty stoned. I got worried so it slipped my mind to tell him." His comment made her laugh, "You did not just say that!" I rolled my eyes, "Jeez, maybe I should've just left you there."
Ascella's POV I walked through school, going to my locker. Ever since we came back, it hasn't really been the same. None of my friends wanted to hang out with me other than the dance crew...It was like I was sick or infected. I walked alone to my next period before the bell rang. Everyone was in their own cliques and groups, talking before the teacher started the glass. I sat alone on the side next to the window, keeping to myself. Once the bell rang, there was paperwork set on my desk, "Could you pass these out, Ms. Amaro? I know you're good with names." My teacher smiled. I got up and set the papers down in front of people. "Hey, Amaro, is it true you sleep with older men?" "Is it true you're using Olly to hide your affair with Nash?" I ignored everyone, trying to finish what I was doing, suddenly a guy grabbed my wrist tightly, pressing it to the table.
TRIGGER WARNING: PANIC ATTACK AND PTSD; BRIEF FLASHBACK FROM THE KIDNAPPING/RAPE
Flashes of Anders swept through my mind. Him: pinning me down as he raped and beat me... I didn't realize what I was doing, but I wash rushing out of the classroom, vision blurry. Everything was muffled but so loud at the same time. It was extremely overwhelming...I felt the cold doors of the lockers in the hallway hit the back of my arms and my spine. I slid down, my knees reaching my chest. My breathing was fast and uneven, and it was getting dark. I could hear voices calling me, but nothing could pull me out of this abyss.
I don't remember being taken to the nurses office. I watched hazily as the nurse moved around her office, still trying to process what happened. "Did...did I pass out?" "No, just a blackout. Your panic attack was really bad." "Oh god..." I put my face into my hands. The door opened and Liv walked in. "Hey, Ascella..." she smiled, looking to the nurse, who left. She reached for me gently, making sure she doesn't trigger anything. Her hand landed my arm, caressing it. "Do you know what triggered the attack?" "I...I was passing out papers...then one of the other students grabbed my wrist. I don't know why I reacted like that, it was so stupid." "Ascella...Ascella look at me. It wasn't your fault, nothing was your fault. You are a survivor, Ascella. You survived a rape, and that is more than that boy who grabbed you has ever experienced. You are strong and you will get through this. Do you know why you're strong?" I shook my head. "Because you're not afraid to be weak and you're not afraid to overcome that weakness either. You don't let it consume you, you fight it..." I sighed and smiled, "Thank you, Liv..." the door opened and Dad walked in, "I was just with your principal...he is talking to the boy right now, but he also suggests that you get-..." "Dad...can you treat me like your daughter? Not a vic?" He looked at me and nodded, cautiously grabbing my face and kissing my head, "It's okay if you miss school...the principal told me you have almost all your credits anyway. Why don't you just graduate early, smarty pants?" "I wanna know what college I get into before I graduate." I laughed. He nodded and we walked out.
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