Chapter. 3. Hostage.

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I had been talking to Eric for weeks now and he was really kind. I took the DNA test, but since I did it secretly, it would take longer to get the results. I got a text from Eric that read. Hi Emie I have a surprise for you, come to the school library. So I walked into the library and saw... My mom?! Eric had a gun to her head. "What're you doing!" I yelled.

"I had to stop her Emily, she was gonna kill both of us" he said and I was shocked was she really capable of killing her child.

"Don't listen to him sweetheart, he's trying to confuse you" she said calmly, I didn't know who to trust. Killing us off does seem kind of drastic but then again she did fake her death. Things started to get violent, she elbowed him in his area and grabbed his gun, I thought she was going to kill me but Eric got her to the floor and the gun slid across the room. I grabbed it without even thinking.

"Neither of you move" I said quietly.

"Emily he is using you" my mom said.

"Shut up Olivia. Or do you prefer Rachel? You lived your whole life, not even caring about our child" he said and now she explodes with anger.

"SHE'A NOT YOUE CHILD!!!" she screamed and although I was unsure at first I knew she was telling the truth.

"Mommy" I said as tears streamed down my face.

"It's OK honey just give me the gun" she said softly, slowly getting to her feet.

"I-I can't" I whispered shakily.

"It's alright, just be careful, put it down slowly" she whispered back.

"Oh come on Emily she doesn't care about you the way I do, she was never there for you. I was the one who took you to the ER when you were raped, I'm the one who held you when you cried" he did have a point but my mom stood up for herself and had a convincing argument.

"I gave birth to you, I raised you, I held your hand when you were sick. I read you bedtime stories. Eric is a rapist and he is not your father, not even biologically. He planned this he was just using you" she said and it did start to make sense, he was using me. He reached out to touch me but I stepped back, I pulled the trigger and he fell.

"Oh god!" I screamed, running into my mothers arms. "Mommy I killed him, I killed him" I sobbed and she held me tighter.

"That-that doesn't matter right now, you're safe and that's the most important thing"

"Will I go to jail?"

"No it was self defence, the police outside will have seen on the camera that you are the victim not him" she whispered and I held her tighter, I didn't want to ever let go of her ever again.

"How did you get here?"

"Brian the officer who was protecting me sent me a message to meet here because it would be safe, but it turned out it was Eric" she sighed, we caught hands and walked out as CSU examined the room.

We got in the back of the squad car and then a man approached us, I realised he was my dad, coming to get me. "O-l-livia?" he barely managed to stutter. As he opened the car door.

"El, I'm so sorry" she said hugging him tightly.

"It's not your fault, I can see now why you did what you had to do" he smiled and she smiled too. I was so happy until Sarah approached. I did feel bad for my dad though, having to explain things.

"Um... Sarah... This...this is Olivia, my wife. And Liv this is S-Sarah my girlfriend" he said awkwardly.

"Oh.... Nice to meet you" my mom said quietly.

"Can mom stay with us please" I begged and my dad just nodded awkwardly and Sarah rolled her eyes.

"No i-it's no trouble I can stay-" I cut her of.

"You can stay in my room with me:" I said squeezing her tightly but she didn't seem to mind. This is what I missed, a mom, someone who loves me unconditionally and doesn't torture me with words and/or objects.

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