𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 - criminal minds

nine

Y'all my parents are trying to play tinder with me fr, talking about marrying me off 😭😞🆘🫡‼️

ALSO I PASSED MY PERMIT !! 🥹

Derek held up a doll from Katie's basket of toys, her hair was cut horribly, and her mouth was tied with a piece of tape, the doll's face was drawn on with a black marker and a red marker was seen around the neck. I held my mouth with my hand, making a sound when I saw the doll. I've never seen anything like it.

"Most girls covet their dolls as an extension of themselves," Spencer said, walking closer to Morgan who held the doll in his hands.

"Reid, I know these signs-- acting out on her toys, wetting the bed," I looked sadly at Derek as he said that. We had gotten closer over the last few weeks, sharing our traumas as a result. "Katie's in a lot of pain and not telling anybody, and I think I might know why,"  He said as I blinked away the tears that gathered in my eyes.

Derek held his phone to his ear, looking straight at the doll while the phone rang, "Hotch, I think Katie's being molested, and we both know the odds," He said, deepening his voice from anger or sadness.

"Most likely by somebody under the same roof," I heard Hotches voice from the phone probably from the silence that stood in the room.

"Mr. Jacobs bought his own daughter a necklace, Nobody would think twice about that, so why would Katie lie?" Derek replied. I hugged my body, feeling Reid's eyes on me. The air around me was suffocating, slowly seeping from the room. I rushed outside, clutching my chest while working hard on keeping a steady pace of breathing.

"Hey," Spencer walked out, slowly shutting the door while wiping his hands on his pants, looking quite nervous at my panicked state.
I didn't reply just nodded at him before closing my eyes yet again. "You're doing great Vera," He sympathized, leaning with me against the walls of the house.

"Thanks," I smiled sadly at him, slowly reaching for his hand that still sat in his pocket. "I feel like i'm supposed to be better at this whole thing," I rambled as I finally took his hand in mine, feeling his palms sweating.

"Every single person knows you're supposed to feel these things, anxiety, depression, worry. But no one really wants to," Reid said, staring at our entangled hands instead of my eyes.

"I mean yeah, but my job is to help people, how can I do that if everything bothers me so much?" I asked frowning at my thoughts.

"The problem isn't the fact that you feel these emotions, the problem is you don't know how to use them and deal with them," He replied to me, looking down to my face. I had nothing to say besides humming in reply. I guess that is true, each time I would hear my father's voice and I would feel his rough hands against my face, all I did was cry. It all felt so new at the time, tearing any child-like innocence I had fought so hard to keep hidden from the world.

"Hey guys we gotta get back," Morgan quickly ran out as me and Reid tore our hands apart so he wouldn't see before running behind him with a pink tint coating our faces.

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The three of us ran inside as the yelling erupted, quickly separating the men in Katie's family and having one on one with them. I stayed back, sitting by Garcia while she works, tapping her bubblegum pink nails against the keyboard.

"You know I heard I rumor," She smiled suspiciously, biting her lower lip.

"Okay, what would that rumor in-tale?" I asked, cracking my knuckles on the table.

"That you my beloved lady and pretty boy are going out," I tapped my nose.

"Don't be silly," I looked down at my lap, "We went out, it didn't click and we moved on, besides I don't think we're even allowed to date coworkers," I looked back up, trying my best to hide my hot face.