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꧁ 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 ꧂ 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚖'𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎.

                                         ❀•❀•❀

𝚈/𝙽 𝙿•𝙾•𝚅
I know it's her job I try my best to understand as much as possible but coming home after a hard day at school because of finals, and stress overwhelming my body, all I want is my mom, to vent about my day and for her to tell me it's okay but I can't cause she's on a case, again.

Putting aside that feeling of loneliness, I go into the kitchen to grab a snack not in the mood to cook anything even though I haven't eaten all day and I know a snack will only get me to the next hour. I went up the stairs to my bedroom sighing when I opened my door, the mess that laid on the floor and my desk but I didn't have the energy to care or to clean it up so I just plopped on my bed pushing aside the unfolded laundry that's been there since last week.

As I munched on my snack, I thought of calling my mom knowing that it would only last a few seconds because she was busy or tired but I called anyway, I just wanna hear her voice.

"𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?" She answered on high alert, ready to come and save me if I was in any danger. Sometimes I contemplate faking that I am, just so I could see her but I figured whatever case she's solving is gonna need her more than me

"𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆, 𝘀𝗼 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿" Ready to hang up because that's usually how far our conversation goes these days

"𝗪𝗮𝗶𝘁, 𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗬/𝗡, 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄"

"𝙊𝙝... 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆"

"𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴?" She questioned

"𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲"

"𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗜 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂"

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺．

"𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘀?"

"𝗦𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗠𝗼𝗺, 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗲𝗱-" I was cut off by my mom talking to what I assumed was Hotch, I knew what was coming

"𝗬/𝗡 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗜 𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸- "

" 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗜 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱"

"𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆?"

"𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗺"

Once again the quiet filled my bedroom and the unwanted tears rolled down my face. It's not fair, she's the only person I have in my life and I can barely talk to her. I pushed the covers over my body, crying myself to sleep, I've lost count of the times that I've done this.

The feeling of emptiness filled my body and the knowing that I was lonely depressed my thoughts.

Alone.

I feel so alone.