where am I?

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Spencers POV:
"Alice where am I?" I kept repeating that question over and over. This room is dark. There are chains all over the wall. The room is small and cramped. Kinda like a casket or a grave if you wanna get deeper. There was a tiny light in the corner but the room was still dark. The smell was awful. Like rotting bodies or sewer. Or both. My whole body was aching. I had chains on my wrists and chains on my ankles. I could feel that I had cuts all over my body. I realized that I was naked soon after. I felt exposed. I felt that sharpness and stinging of my wounds. I cried for Alice. I am still crying for her. Every word I cry out I feel the salty tears go into my cuts and wounds. I want my queen. I want out of this hell.

Unknown POV:
Oh if Spencer would stop crying I'd make things less bad. I'd probably unboard a window so he could get sunlight. If he let Alice be mine again I'd let him go. I wouldn't let him near my doll. Of course not. But I'd let him go. He's a good boy. But he made a mistake. He stole my princess. And he dares to call her his. He probably would let her die. She's always in danger with him. I watch them. I watch my sweet Alice. She'd be happy with me. I'd lock her up in my castle away from the hatred of the world. She wouldn't be like the rest of her family. No I'd hide the pure love. But she's no longer pure and I know this. That stupid Spencer ruined that. He took my loves purity. When I had her before. Oh when I had her before. I made lovely and mad love with her. I touched her everywhere. She touched me. I kept her pure in a sense. Only I am to touch her like that. Only me. My hands are to roam her like a goddess. When I bite her. Its love bites. When I chain her to my bed and make love to her. That will be out of love. But I can't do any of that until Spencer is out of the picture. I think I'll give my lover a chance to decide. Come with me and be mine again and Spencer lives. Resist and I guess there just won't be another Spencer Reid.

Soon my love soon

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