14. Choices

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Previously: You were in a car crash, you've been in the hospital for a week. You were having a conversation with your parents when your Mom said something.

Y/N: "What?"

Mom: "Come on Y/N, you're telling me you didn't notice they are? I think you're into them too."

Y/N: "Where are you getting this from??"

Dad: "About how they talk about you. They worship the ground you walk on Pumpkin."

Y/N: "What're you talking about?? We're all just really good friends..."

Mom: "Neither of them has left, they've been here the whole time. They care about you deeply Y/N. And from what I've heard Spencer was the first person on the scene."

Y/N: "This...This is too much to handle...I can't do this right now..."

Mom: "We know, but it's gotta be confronted and dealt with at some point my sweet girl."

Y/N: "I think I need to sleep, could you both shut the door and inform everyone?

Dad: "Of course, bye Pumpkin, message either of us whenever you want to see us again."

Y/N: "Will do."

They both blew kisses and shut the door. "What the fuck?" You thought to yourself. Your Mom was right though, everything needs to be confronted, you couldn't just push it away and ignore it. You laid your head down gripping onto a pillow and falling fast asleep.

You were asleep for about four hours when a nurse woke you up.

Nurse: "I just need to check your vitals, is that ok?"

Y/N: "Mhm." You said in a tired tone.

She asked you simple questions, looked at your EKG machine, you know, everything necessary for someone who was in a mini-coma for a week because of a car crash. After she finished she left. You couldn't go back to sleep. You saw someone left your phone on the desk beside your hospital bed.

You decided to give Spencer a call. You heard the phone ring in the hallway, he was still here. And instead of answering it, he knocked on your door.

Y/N: "Come in Reid."

He opened the door slightly and you gestured for him to come in.

Spencer: "Hey Y/N, how're you feeling?"

Y/N: "I'm fine, how long have you been here?"

Spencer: "The whole time."

Y/N: "I heard you were first at the scene? What happened?"

Spencer: "Well..."

~ A week ago ~

~ Spencer's POV ~

I got inside my apartment and tossed my keys on the hook. I sighed. "She is so beautiful." I thought to myself. I'm really glad she remembered our inside joke. She had thanked me for giving her my jacket on the jet ride back home. Her laugh, her smile, everything was so contagious. Everything about her was beautiful. But why did a bright presence like hers go through something so traumatic? Something so dark?

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