chapter 23: so like yeah your kinda like jesus

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(a/n): before i start i am SOOOOOOOOOOOOO SO SO SO SORRY that i didnt post last week or the week before that or the week before that, i had a wedding and that shit was stressful cause the bride's sister was acting as if it was her wedding and was faking panic attacks so yeah sorry. it is Tuesday so im gonna rush and try to finish a long-ass chapter today and if i don't yall can beat my ass. i bought a  ALSOOOOOO this story has reached 1K reads and i am SOOOOOO HAPPY THANK YOU ALL SO FUCKING MUCH!!!!

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you had just found out that mereideth had been attacked by a patient, so yay for her!!!!  the day you rise from the dead like jesus mer gets beat up, like what a cowinkidence. the best part of all of this is that you are now on the verge of pissing your pants in the waiting room. you couldn't stop laughing which made you get weird looks.

"y/n listen to me." alex said getting your attention. "uh, uh, what would everyone else do if they were here?" he said, stumbling on his words.

"you mean the dead people?" you asked, trying to not burst out in laughter again.

"everyone." 

"uh, um, well, im not sure. cristina would probably drink with me, mark would offer me sex if he was single, if he wasn't he would give me to lexie and lexie would stress eat with me." you had a smile on your face thinking about everyone, and how much you miss them. "george would try to help me but fail miserably so he would get izzie and she would try to feed me baked goods, derek would also have no clue what to do so he would give me to mer and she would tell me to dance it out or give me alcohol. the funny thing about all this is that none of them are here right now, soooo i will do this my own way." you put on your fake smile and got up from your chair.

"addio, arrivederci, stai al sicuro e finalmente sii gay! Non so perché l'ho appena detto. (goodbye, goodbye, stay safe and lastly be gay! I don't know why I just said that.)"  you left before anyone could ask any questions, not wanting to deal with anyone.

you walked for a while, crossing the street when you saw a bar. you entered, the stench of alcohol filling your nostrils. you walked through the crowd, avoiding tripping over drunk women, then finally getting to the barstool. you took a look around then realized. shit, im in a gay bar, this will be fun.

SPENCERS POV:

y/n had came back about an hour after she left, apparently, this girl at a bar tried to fight her so she came back soaked in a drink. i honestly feel bad for her, i mean, yes i was being an asshole to her before but that was entirely because i had thought that she had actually sent me that text but thankfully it was her father so she doesn't actually feel that way. wait...why the fuck am i thankful? i don't give a shit, i have mia. all i need is mia. i think...ugh i hate how my life could be doing so good, then y/n comes back and my mind gets scrambled. the worse thing about her is that she doesn't know how entirely whipped i am for her -and we aren't even dating.

my heart ached for her as we left, she was muttering something about all of this being her fault. all i wanted to do was hug her, it's not weird for friends to hug, erm, we were more than friends at one point but i have a girlfriend, a hug won't blossom into anything because those feelings aren't there anymore. i hope... 

i think it would be best to refrain from all physical contact between her and i, for mia's sake.

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"so, you think y/n's coming back?" morgan asked everyone from his desk.

"im not sure, i mean she was abducted in the parking lot so she might not want to bring back these memories." emily said with a shrug.

"well, from what I've seen and heard from her, she seems pretty strong." tara added on.

"yeah she is strong -very strong - but she is also sensitive and vulnerable. for all i know she could probably run away and never see any of us ever again." morgan argues.

 i try my hardest to not scoff but not hard enough. "like you know her."

"hahe, i almost forgot... the pretty boy and pretty girl love affair." morgan points out. everyone laughed or agreed, i thought we had hid it pretty well.

"there was no love affair, w-we were just friends." i tried to convince everyone.

"fine...friends who made love eyes at each other but never spoke about their feelings." emily added on. i just sat there, unsure of what to say.

the rest of the workday was filled with the team teasing me about y/n or them wondering if she was going to come back which made me pissed. i have a girlfriend, why would they talk about y/n and i's old relationship, and why are they treating her like some trashy reality television star. she was a part of our family for a while, we all loved her.

this woman is going to be the death of me, and i could care less...

i finished my paperwork fairly early, probably because i rushed and didn't help out anyone with their work, they need to learn to do it by themselves. i quickly gave my paperwork to hotch then took my satchel and i was on my way to the elevator. when i saw mia and some guy who works here come out of a supply closet giggling.

i stop in my tracks staring at the two people in front of me. she fucking cheated on me at my job, i love and respect women but that fucking bitch.

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ok wassup bad bitchazzzzz so like here's the tea, these past weeks I've been kinda fucked cause like me and this guy jared (yes the same guy from months ago) were talking and shit then he kinda fucking ghosted me and shit so I've been so fucking depressed and shit so like writing this short and shitty chapter is kinda the most productive thing I've done in weeks so yay for me ig. im also writing this during a really bad thunderstorm while listening to music and crying so i feel like a fucking cliche.











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