After Me (Criminal Minds)

Chapter Two

I didn't know what to expect when I gave them that note, I hoped that it would help convince them to find the man that is doing this to me. When I looked up, I saw Penelope’s eyes widen as she read the note. She looked so horrified and disgusted that I had to look away so I wouldn’t feel so guilty about coming to them for help. I saw her shakily hand the note to Derek when she was done reading it. Thinking about what the not said, I understood why she looked so horrified.

I’m coming for you

There is no where for you to hide where I won't find you

It’s all your fault

All of your friends and family, that's on you

Wait until you see what I’m going to do to you

I’ll torture you until you beg for mercy

No one will come to help you though

Nobody loves you

You should have killed yourself when you had the chance

You might consider doing that because when I see you-

You’re gonna wish you were dead.

 

I looked away before I could see Derek's reaction, he would be disgusted, he's going to know that this is all my fault.

“Do you have any idea who could have sent this?” Penelope asked me, sounding like she was about to start crying. I just looked down and shook my head, barely holding back tears. I started tracing the carpet design with my eyes like it was the most interesting thing in the world. I looked out the side of my eyes and saw the rest of the people from the round table staring at us. There were a kind looking blond lady trying to smile when she saw I was looking, but I could see the pity in her eyes, a nice looking black haired lady looking very serious, a mean and scary looking tall guy in a suit, an old Italian guy who had sympathy written all over his face, a brown haired lady who looked pretty kind, and a young nerdy guy that looked like he was trying to figure me out.

I snapped my head towards Derek when I heard him speak; he sounded like he was barely holding back his anger. “Hey sweetheart, can we ask how old you are?” Derek asked while kneeling down so he could see my face. I don’t know why he’d want see my face, I’m nothing special; actually I am quite horrible to look at because I’m covered in dirt, dried blood, and bruises. “Seventeen” I whispered while looking down shamefully.

“Hon, your all dirty, wanna go get cleaned up?” Penelope asked me while holding her hand out. I looked at it wearily and slowly reached my dirty hand up and grabbed her clean one. I shook my head yes slowly while she pulled me up. Once I got on my feet, I looked down as we started walking down the hallway. The grey walls were filled with pictures of different people with their dates of birth and death on them. One of the pictures really stuck out to me because it was a picture of one of the ladies who was staring at me earlier.

Penelope walked slowly so she could walk at the same pace as me while I limped. We kept going down the hallway until we reached a small yet brightly decorated room with a bunch of computers and bright little things everywhere you look. It gave off a very welcoming vibe and it made me feel comfortable

“Stay right here, I’ll be right back” Penelope said as she quickly walked out of the room. I looked around and noticed all the details of the room. It smelled good- like vanilla and gingerbread and felt very homey with all the bright trinkets all over the place. The one thing that scared me though were the pictures on the screens. They were pictures of bodies. Dead bodies. They were all bloody and mutilated. I could feel myself becoming panicked and suddenly I couldn't breathe very well and the walls started to close in on me. My thoughts were racing and the only thing I could think was 'is that what he is going to do to me when he finds me?'

All of a sudden, I could feel the presence of someone behind me. It wasn’t Penelope, I knew because Penelope smelled like fruit perfume, this was a man, he smelled different. I darted my eyes around trying to find another exit before panicing when I found none. All I could think was "is it him? Is he going to hurt me? Did he finally find me?'