the sound of silence - criminal minds

six. father

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aria had approached her apartment, the door reading the numbers 331. all she could think about was what had just happened with spencer. they just had the best night together, aria was sad for their departure, but had to admit, she was tired.

aria's apartment room had been right beside the open staircase, an easy and quick access to her home, very convenient for her. the stairs are usually empty, except for the occasional new residents, aria never saw anyone near her room, but that changed quickly tonight.

a man sat on the stairs, the stairs in front of aria's door that is. confused, aria opened her purse, fishing for her keys, while looking back and forth between between the man and her bag.

"you, again." aria says, pointing towards the man, her brows raised slightly. the same man that had bumped into her in the park earlier today sat in front of her, coincidence ? absolutely not.

"aria." he speaks back, now standing up, a very recognized look painted on his face.

"do i know you ?" aria asks, her hand in her bag, gripping onto her emergency tazor just in case the mysterious figure tried to do anything suspicious.

"oh c'mon, ri, that hurts." he replies, holding his hand to his heart sarcastically. aria confused immensely, realization slowly hitting her like the breeze hit her earlier that night.

the only person she knew called her that nickname, well that was,

her dad.

the girls mouth slowly fell open, and her grip tightening on the weapon in her purse. there was no way this was possible, but somehow it was. he looked no way near the way he looked when aria was younger, his head now shaved, and his complexion seemed slimmer.

"dad." her response short, but enough to bring colour back to the mans face, she remembered him. for him, that was a blessing, but she didn't feel the same way. aria felt sick, her stomach churning and twisting in ways she didn't know it could.

ever since aria was five years old, it had only been her, her mother, and her brother. until it was only her left. charles martinez, he left them all alone, well he didn't leave them, not voluntarily at least she thought, her father had died.

aria rubs her eyes, this can't be real. is this a dream ? aria wasn't sure, her heart had been racing in those few seconds. she had no idea what to do, what to say, or what to even think.

charles took a step forward, thinking that after his 'beloved' daughter had recognized him, he could do whatever he wanted, that, meaning she had no boundaries, at all.

aria didn't move, she didn't seem to back away, or tell him to leave. she hadn't seen her dad since she was a little girl, her and her perfect family.

her dad wasn't the best person by far, but aria was so young when he "died", it wasn't the first thing she thought about when she saw him. she didn't think about how he yelled at her mom, how scott or her mom would come upstairs with a bruise on their face, or a cut on their lip, she thought about the fact that her dad just came back from the dead.

"w-what are you doing here ? you were, you died." aria said, tears forming in her eyes, so many emotions running through her mind in this moment, is she sad that she hadn't seen her father so so long ? happy to finally see him ? scared of him ? mad because he faked his death ?