~Moreid Oneshots~

Paper Skin [angst]

A/n: this took up ELEVEN PAGES IN MY NOTEBOOK so yeah how's your day going ;) Also I may go on hiatus soon bc of summer vacation and stuff so yeah TW: Bullying, Mention of suicide(?), cutting, depression-Honestly just big sad.

I squeezed the cut that I just made I've just made, making little droplets of blood run down my arm. My arm was littered with similar cuts, almost nowhere I could cut without going over another scar.

"Reid?" I hear Morgan say as he knocked on the stall door. I shoved my blade into my pocket and rolled down my sleeve, hoping I didn't look like a mess.

"Y-yeah?" I choked out, my mouth dry from the fear of someone-especially Morgan-catching me falling back on my old habits.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, yeah-just on my phone," I lied, very unconvincingly based on the things he already knows about me.

I hurriedly slip on my cardigan and out of the stall, wincing as the fabric of my cardigan rubbing against my fresh cuts. My eyes instantly land on myself in the mirror as I walk out of the stall.

I've always thought of myself negatively, my eyes looking sunken in and dead from many sleepless nights...contemplating my life and if I even want it.

I ignore Derek and his confused look, washing my hands. His piercing gaze into my back and anxiety fills my stomach-Did he see me through the crack? No, he wouldn't invade someone's privacy like that. He could've-

I leave and I brush away those thoughts. Making my way back to the geographic profile -but one could never assume too much.

We profiled the killer to be male, with how aggressive and messy the scene was, and was most likely a teenager-with all the hesitation mark, which means it's their first kill.

The murder had been crudely been made to imitate a suicide, but the local police had quickly found that the girl, Oliva Martines, had been murdered.

They assumed that it'd been one or all of the people who prolifically bullied her and her boyfriend, but of course, things had seen out of place.

When the team had interrogated them (and Garcia had run background checks on all of them and their families) nothing could make you think they would have the willpower to kill her.

I heard Derek's phone go off and, seeing the call was from Garia, I answered.

"Hey there, Chocolate thunder," She said in a sultry voice.

"Actually, this is "White Lightning" I replied, using the inverse nickname she'd given me a while back.

"Oh well, all the better," She said, thankfully back in her normal, peppy voice. "Anyway, I might have something."

"Okay, should I get the team?" I asked, wondering how big this something could be.

"Probably, well, has anyone talked to the boyfriend yet?"

"Well, Derek was supposed to, but I have no idea where he is."

"Okay, well this kid has a lot going on with him. He was in and out of the ER for 4 years, starting when he was 4 years old." Garcia sighed and continued"

"It was obviously abuse, then his mother filed for divorce and the visits stopped. When he was 15, his ex-girlfriend, whose name was Benji Moore's mother filed for a restraining order against him."

"Why was the order filed?"

"Well, Michal had been making extremely violent threats after they broke up and she started dating his friend, Marilyn Cassidy."