A broken world

Chapter 2

||/ contains selfharm so do not read if it can trigger you!\\|

Olivia's POV
Another case solved. Another criminal behind bars. Another day is over.
How long can I keep doing this. Seeing all the horrible things people do, and just keep doing it?
For every day that will pass, it'll be one day closer to the ending.
I don't have a boyfriend. I don't have a child. Heck, I don't even think I have a life outside of the precint!
Everyday I'm hoping for this all to change. I want to become a mom. I want to take care of someone. Not just feeling useless..
"There's a new video out, Benson & Stabler check it out!" Cap'n yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts.
For weeks we've been working with a case that seemed to never get to an end.
A man was uploading images and videos of a young girl, maybe 15yrs, where he was beating her and raping her.
Even though we had pictures of her, we still couldn't ID her, and we were no where near catching him. We basically just waited for him to make a mistake.. Maybe today's the day!
I stood up and went after Elliot to the tech guy.
"I think we did it!" The tech guy exclaimed as we entered the room.
"Did what?" Elliot said.
"We traced him! We actually have the address!!"
Elliot and I just looked at him.
"Well, let's not stand here, let's go!" I said hurriyng out the door while El called for back up to meet us at the address of the suspect.

Stella's POV
I curled myself up in a ball the corner of my bedroom crying.
I was sick and tired of him raping me over and over again. I just wanted to get out of here!
I peeked down at my scarred arms and thighs. It was the only escape I could get from this hell on earth.
Well that and reading. I've read all the books in the house, many of them several times.
As I layed there sobbing I took the time to reflect over my life. What would happen if I ever escaped?
I wanted to travel the world. To be free like a bird. Nothing was gonna hold me back omce I got out!
But it was all just wishfull thinking, because I would never get out of here...
Maybe I should just kill myself already!
I picked up the rusty blade.
"Do it" the voices inside my head said. "Do it and you'll be free!" It was the first time the voices said that I would be free. It was too tempting. Free. It would be wonderfull to be free.
I took the blade and slid it across my skin. Once. Twice. Five times, I kept on going deeper and deeper..
As my blood was flowing down my arms, everything started to get blurry.
I heard some noice downstairs. Loud noices, but I couldn't make out any words.
Someone was at my door. Trying to open my locked door.
Last thing I thought before everything went black was: "this time he won't hurt me. Not this time..."

Olivia's POV
"POLICE SHOW YOUR HANDS!" El and I yelled as we kicked down the door and pointed our guns at the suspect.
He didn't even try running, but just surrendered. We had an officer arrest him, and then El and I began to search the house for the young girl.
I went upstairs while Elliot looked down here.
The third door I tried was locked.
I yelled inside but no answer. I decided to kick down the door, and I immediatly noticed the girl in the corner of the room. She layed there lifeless in a pool of blood.
"El up here!!" I yelled running over to the girl.
I quickly checked for a pulse while I was pressing the open slits on her wrists.
"I've called a bus, is she alive?" Elliot asked while entering the room.
I shook my head.
"No, there's no pul-. Wait! Yes. Yes There's a pulse! It's very weak, but it is there!"
Further down the road we heard sirens approaching.
Elliot took of his tie, and tied it around her wrist applying more pressure than I could with my hands.
I put her head in my lap and gently stroke her hair, while the sirens of the ambulance came closer.
"It's gonna be okay sweetie, just hang on. You're strong I know you can do this! Just hang on."