The Empty Fridge

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A/N Hi all! Before jumping in I wanted to share a few things. This is based off of criminal minds, specifically s2 ep14 and ep15. I used it especially when building the murderer later in the story, but most everything surrounding the characters themselves is different. Most of this is told from Harry's POV but it does switch a few times later on, so I guess pretty much assume its Harry's POV unless otherwise?

This will contain themes that may be harmful to certain audiences. This includes descriptions of violence, kidnapping, abuse and murder. Proceed at your own discretion.

Thank you !!! <3

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The NYSDU, or the New York Special Detective Unit (which people just call the "niss-doo" as a shorthand). Is a unique detective agency based in Manhattan, New York City. It was created to help police departments across New York State when things become more complicated than local police are equipped to handle. The FBI was finding themselves getting swamped with cases and this was designed to help alleviate some of their stress and allow them to focus on larger matters. Many states have them but none are regarded quite as highly as the NYSDU. It was built with the idea of collecting the top individuals and best resources, so there are no crimes they aren't equipped to solve. Now, for the most part it has become focused on identifying and capturing serial killers within New York State. Anyone who has ever dabbled in the police world knows about it, and it is every aspiring detective's dream to even have a chance to be in it. Much like myself.

Unfortunately, I am not "Special detective Harry Styles", but rather "What's that guy's name? The curly headed one in file organization?" Yes- I work in the same building as the NYSDU, but I just file paperwork and proofread other peoples reports.

I graduated with a double major in criminal justice and psychology, and even graduated at the top of my class. I was sure that was enough to get the attention of the recruitment team. Yet, here I am. I won't say I'm not grateful for my job, because it really isn't that bad. The reports are exciting and I love hearing everything they had to do to solve the cases, I just wish it was me writing them and retelling the events of a case I heroically solved.

I sign off on the file I had just completed, marking that it has been filled out appropriately. Once I paperclip and place everything in its folder together, I add it to the large stack of other files awaiting organization. That will be my task when I come back to the office on Monday. I then mark my hours on my timesheet and sign out of my computer before heading out of the building, to begin my trek home via the Subway.

Tonight there is some sort of office dinner event, I think it is like an attempt at a morale booster or something. I would go if I knew literally anyone in the office, but I really don't get a chance to talk to anyone. I don't even really have anyone I could take with me from outside of work either, since I honestly don't have any friends. I moved to the city on my own from a small town. Even with the massive population of people that live here, its easier to be alone than it is to make connections with people.

When I get into my small apartment I toss my keys on the small table near my door and immediately throw myself onto the couch. I lay there letting my spine fall back into place. After sitting in the uncomfortable desk chair all day, I can almost feel every movement of my vertebrae realigning. I relax for a bit, bouncing between drifting asleep and half watching YouTube on my phone.

Eventually, I get up and decide I should eat something. I open my fridge and stare blankly at the mostly empty interior, I've run down to essentially a couple beers and mustard that definitely should be thrown out. I completely forgot that I was supposed to get groceries last night. Sighing, I swing the door closed and consider my options. One being to go out and buy groceries now and eat later, order a pizza or attend the employee dinner. I had pizza like two days ago and I really don't want to spend more money on it. I'm not in the mood to take on the grocery store right now, and will definitely be hungry when I get home. The employee dinner sounds like the best option. I can be quick, get my food and leave. Nobody will even notice me.

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