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Chapter 28

-Spencer's POV-
"I love yo-."
"SHUT UP YOU DONT LOVE HER!" Laura yells.
"I do." I whisper.
"NO YOU DONT!" She yells as she whips me again
"Bu-" I squeal.
"YOUR JUST TRICKING HER!" She yells again and throws a picture of the team watching a screen. JJ's crying in it and Morgan is comforting her. Penelope is about to start bawling. Emily has her head in her hands. Hotch has a mad look on his face and Rossi can't believe he's watching this happen.
"LEAVE THEM ALONE!" I yell.
"Why should I." She says.
"HURT ME NOT THEM!" I yell.
"Fine." She says as she starts to unbutton my pants.
"No no no." I whisper.
Then she looks at the camera and smiles.
"Your welcome Jennifer." She says with a grin.
"NO!" I yell.

-JJ's POV-
"Alright let's go back in." Morgan says. I nod my head and wipe a tear off my face as I walk in and see something on the screen.
"GET HER OUT!" Penelope yells at Morgan. He sees what's on the screen and starts pushing me out.
"Wait wait what." I say.
"Your welcome Jennifer." I hear Laura say.
"WAIT WHAT!" I yell and turn around. What I see on the screen mortifies me.
"Take it off the internet. TAKE IT OFF!" I yell as I see the comments.
"Okay okay." Penelope sniffles. She types some and then the video disappears.
"It's gone." She whispers. I nod my head and run out. I go to a wall and slowly slide down it.
"We need to save him." I whisper. Then I start crying.

-Spencer's POV-
"Stop stop STOP!" I yell as I hear a slight beep.
"Aww your tech analysis to turned the video off, that's no fun." Laura says as she gets up.
"Thank god." I whisper.
"Aww don't worry Spence we can do it another time." She says, grinning.
"Don't call me that." I say.
"What." She says turning around.
"DONT CALL ME THAT." I yell.
"Why only Jayje can call you that." She says making fun of JJ's nickname.
"DONT MAKE FUN OF HER EITHER!" I yell.
"What are you gonna do about it." She says as she whips me.
"Stop!" I squeal.
"Why?" She asks and whips me again.
"Owww!" I squeal.
"Oh man up." She says whipping me one last time, then giving me more Dilaudid before walking out.
*1 month later*
"Can I please have some food." I whine and wince at the pain it causes me.
For the past month? I have been whipped, starved, hung, and tortured. I have lost chunks of my hair and I haven't gotten any sleep. I have cuts all over my body and broken ribs.
"Why should I give you food." She asks.
"Please!" I say.
"Nah I'm good." She says.
"Please." I beg.
"SHUT UP!" She yells as she kisses me and bangs my head on the wall. Then what happens after that, I don't wanna remember.