Chapter 8

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{Reid's POV}

After we ate and Henry got dressed, Hotch had landed and Beth had came and picked up Henry. I've been trying to avoid Sandy as much as I could but it wasn't working that well. After Henry left, Mason started to get sleep so he crawled in my lap and went to sleep leaving only me and Sandy. I went back into the living room and pulled out my phone to text Morgan to see if he could some how get me out of this mess so I wouldn't have to talk to her, but everyone I text was busy. 'Well that's fantastic.' I think as I look up and see Sandy looking at me. Damn it. "Yes?" I say "Why are their track marks on your arm." She says. I immediately bite my inner lip. How did she find out?! "I uh, I don't know what you're talking about." I say "Spencer don't play dumb with me. I saw you down here this morning, practically passed out, on the couch! You had been crying and you were holding a photograph of JJ!" She says "Sandy listen, maybe you did see that but that doesn't mean I had track marks on my arm!" I say "Then show me your arm." She says as she walks over to me "No." I say standing up, towering over her "Show me your arm." She says again. This reminded me of how JJ and I would fight. We would always get in each other's faces until she walked away or I got slapped. "I'm not doing it." I say "I found the drugs." She says looking me dead in the eye "What." I say "Yeah that's right. I found them. The Dilaudid, the syringe. Who was that girl you brought home last night." She says "That's none of your damn business." I say then feeling a hand smack the side of my face. Now I see where JJ got her strength from. I can feel the bruise making its way on my cheek. She still hasn't moved. "Who was she." Sandy says "Some chick from the bar!" I say "If JJ was here, she'd be ashamed of you." She says as she backs away before going upstairs. She's right. JJ would be ashamed. But JJ's not here. She can't tell me what to do.

{Sandy's POV}

I knew it was coming sooner or later. In all honesty he needed that smack. Maybe it will knock some sense into him! He might be a genius, but he's doing a lot of stupid things that he's going to regret.

{Reid's POV}

After Sandy went upstairs, I went to check on Mason, then went to take a shower. I strip off my cloths and looked at the bruise on my cheek. I'm glad we don't have to work until next week so this will go away and I won't get made fun of because JJ's mom slapped me. I get in the shower and let the hot water run down my body and bruised cheek. 'Get your fucking act together Spence!' That's all I keep thinking. JJ's right. I do need to get my act together. And Sandy's right. This does have to stop.

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