my one and only, emily

chapter 14

Emilys POV:

i honestly never want this day to end, its been one of the most fun days of my life, and i got to spend it with the most amazing woman that i could of ever imagined, i mean to think a few months ago, we were just friends, and now she's moving in with me, and sergio of course, god i love her so much.

as i watch her walk away to the car i find a portapotty, disgusting i think to myself, but desperate times call for desperate measures, i did my thing and then got out, and began walking to the car, but from the distance i heards screaming,

"emily! emily!" the voice said

it clicked in my head, it was y/n she was screaming my name, i began to sprint down the pavement y/n came into view, a figure in a black sweat suit, and ski mask, was dragging y/n's unconscious body into the back of a van, the figure slammed the vans doors, the figure got in, hopped into the drivers seat and sped off after noticing me, the adrenaline coursed through my veins, i ran to my car and sped after the van, not even caring about my seatbelt, that- that person had my girlfriend and i wasn't about to let them take her forever, the van was making sudden twists and turns to try to lose me but i kept up, i grabbed my phone from my bag and dialed hotch's number, and he picked up

"hotch! hotch- someone had y/n" tears started to stream down my cheeks, "i- we were at the carnival, and we- we were leaving, she um, she was waiting at the car, while i used the bathroom, and i heard her screaming, and someone was shoving her into the back of a van, im, i'm following them right now" i began to sob

"oh my god- emily, i- ill call the team, uh garcia's already here finishing some stuff up" he said

"no- you cant meet there, have garcia track my phone and follow me, were near that new bakery on 15th street" i choked into your phone

"um alright, we'll be there soon, dont lose that van prentiss" hotch said

i hung up and focused back on the van, picking up speed

y/n's POV:

you woke up with a splitting headache, what in the hell happened, it took you a minute to notice that A. you were in a literal van and B. your hands were bound behind your back,

"what the fuck" you said out loud

"oh great your awake!" said a voice

that voice was unmistakable, you heard that voice in your nightmares, that voice belonged to the one man worse than any man you had ever met before, that man was julian brown, your criminal justice professor from college, he spent the entirety of your freshman and sophomore years harassing you, and essentially trying to seduce you, now you weren't openly out yet, but that was no excuse, he would constantly have you stay after class to help him with things, he would follow you to clubs, and try to dance with you, when you were blackout drunk, he would show up to your dorm and try to force himself im, to you assume have sex with you. at first you just reported him, you wanted to switch out of his class but he was the only criminal justice professor, and you were set on working at the fbi, so you needed that class, it eventually got to the point where you had to drop out of college, after your sophomore year, and transfer

"julian? what the fuck are you doing?!" you shouted

"well my love" he began