Stay Away (S.R. x reader)

Chapter 10

505 - Arctic Monkeys

That night's sleep is brutal, it usually is with the sound of druggies, the uncomfortable springs, and the weird smells that would come and go throughout the night. But tonight it was ten times worse than any other night. Being in this position made me realize how dependant I was on Spencer, I was never dependent on anyone. I was the one being chased not the chaser. I had read enough books to know that our relationship was toxic now but no matter how many times I told myself that the will remained to run up to his door and scream his name till he opened.

The will to do that was still there in the morning when I got out of bed for work after my five minutes of sleep. My shower was cold but I found myself getting more and more used to it as the days went on. When I was dressed and ready I walked out the door. There I saw something I wasn't prepared to see. A box was on the floor outside of Spencer's door and he walked out of his room holding another box. 'You're moving?' I blurted out, surprising myself.

He looks down at his watch, 'You were meant to be at work... Fuuuck.' He shakes his head and puts the box down to look at me, 'Yes, I am.'

'Where are you gonna go?' I try not to look shocked but it is clear as my eyes are wide and my jaw is hanging.

'I'll figure it out.' He then turns his back on me, as if I weren't even standing there and goes back into his room to continue to pack. I had known he had wanted nothing to do with me but I didn't think it would be this extreme. I supposed I was still in denial but the thought of never having that little pip in my walk as I walked past his room or feeling safer when I slept made me feel like shit.

I thought he would leave my mind but he never seemed to, as I picked up my croissant and coffee and as I pulled into work.

...

As soon as I step through the glass doors I see Daniel running toward me, 'Where have you been?' He grabs my arm and pulls me toward the elevator 'We have to get up there.'

It all happened so fast I hadn't even been able to ask what was going on before we were standing in front of a group of elderly, wealthy-looking men. I had had a presentation that I had shown Daniel earlier in the week. Maybe this was my chance, this was how I got my name made. Daniel was finally giving me a chance to break out. 'Y/n?' I perked my head up at him, 'Please take notes.'

I dropped my head. Who was I kidding, Daniel always wanted the spotlight to himself. I pulled out my pen and paper and scribbled down the shit that was coming out of Daniel's mouth. The meeting went for an hour all though it felt like 10. As I finally walked out, rubbing my eyes my father ran up to me. He indicated for us to talk in private and led us to a sofa in the corner of the bright, glass-walled lobby.

'I've heard things. Things that aren't like you to do.' I roll my eyes. Daniel probably told on me, 'Not showing up to work, giving back talk, leaving early. I know it's because of this boy.'

'Oh, what do you know dad? You haven't really been checking up on me since you cut me off from the family's money.'

'I know that it is best that this little thing you have with that troubled boy has ended.' I stand up abruptly. My father doesn't know anything. He is such a.... wait.

I turn back around to face my father, I remain standing hovering above him whilst he is sitting, 'How the fuck did you know we ended?' My father's eyes go wide and he opens his mouth but nothing comes out except for stammering.

'I- I heard from Daniel. And you were acting weird. I- I just assumed.'

'I don't tell Daniel anything if you had paid any attention to me you would have known that. This is your fault! Isn't it? Don't bother lying and stay out of my fucking business.' I turn to walk away before deciding something. Rage was fuelling me, how could he do something like that? Get involved in my relationships like that when he had never cared for me before. I turn back toward him and yell, 'YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE? I FUCKING QUIT!'

I throw my name tag on the floor and look around the see other people in the lobby stop and stare. My father's cheeks go red I'm not sure if it's from embarrassment or anger. Before he can do anything I run out of the building. I don't stop running until I reach the apartment building.

...

The door to his room is open, he is lying on the bed, smoking a cigarette. He doesn't notice me standing there. He must be high. 'Did you end this because my dad told you to?'

Spencer's head jolts up. 'What the-'

I walk toward him and sit on the edge of his bed, he gets up and puts the cigarette in his tray, extinguishing it. 'Did my dad tell you to stay away?'

He pauses for a minute 'Y/N-'

'Don't lie to me.' I could tell he was going to.

He sighs, 'He has a point, you can't deny it. Ever since we started dating you haven't been taking your job as seriously. You have no future with me, I'm shit.'

I put my hand under his chin and tilt his face up, 'I decide what's shit for me. Not my father. And you Spencer Reid are not shit for me.' Suddenly, Spencer grabs my head and pulls me into a kiss. It's long and nice. His hands go down to my waist as I grab his hair into a bundle.

I then pull out, 'Let's run away.'

He shakes his head, 'You have a job.'

'No, I don't I quit, I fucking hated it there. You're moving there's nothing left for us here.'

Spencer hesitates before his eyes go wide, and he smiles at me, now nodding his head, 'Let's do it. Let's run away.' He looks like a giddy schoolboy who just got handed some candy and I love it.

A/N

Ok, so this is now my longest chapter yayay.