Depression can be a form of self hatred. We don't feel comfortable in our own skin.
-Michele Mcknight Baker
I Started Reading I Heard The Door Creak Open I Quickly Sat Up Looking Over At The Door The Long Haired Man Stood In The Doorway "Hey" He Said Walking In Shutting The Door Behind Him "Hi..." I Said Looking Down At The Book "Is That Alice's Adventures In Wonderland?" He Asked "Yea-" I whispered my voice cracking. "That Book Was My Favorite When I Was A Kid" He Said Smiling "Mine Too" I Said Still Looking Down He Said Down Digging Through His Bag And Pulled Out A File "Sierra Riley Kidman Age: 25" He Started I Looked Up "No Crimes Or Drug Use Your Record Is Completely Clean" I Nodded "It Says Here You Have Had Symphoms Of Schizophrenia Since You Were 13" he said pointing at the paper I Quickly looked down "Your Parents Refused Mental Treatment For You?" He Asked "We Didn't Have Money To Get The Treatment" I corrected him "You Have A I.Q Of 165 And Graduated At 16..." He Said Trailing Off "You Have 2 PhD's and a Degree In Law Enforcement"
He Said I Crossed My Legs On The Bed "I Was Supposed To Register Into The FBI The Day After My Birthday But-" I Stopped Looking Down He Held Out His Hand "Well Hello Dr. Sierra Kidman I'm Dr. Spencer Reid" He Said Jokingly I Smiled shyly Reaching Out I Shook His Hand. I Quietly Sat Back Down "Now Sierra Tell Me What Happened The Day You Were Kidnapped?" He Asked
"I-i Can't..." I whispered Looking Down "You Can Sierra" He Said "Just Close Your Eyes And Listen To My Voice" I Fluttered My Eyes Shut "Now Take Yourself Back To That Night" He Started "How Was It Like Outside?" I Pictured My Living Room In My Head "Dark...it was 9:00 at night" I Said "Good, Now What Did Your Atmosphere Feel Like?" He Asked "Happy, Cheerful, It Was My 23rd Birthday" I said "When Did That Atmosphere Change?"
I Frowned "Sierra?" He Said
"Sierra!" Images In My Head Formed "No" I said "NO!" He Started Shaking Me "Sierra Wake Up" He Said Loud "Sierra" The Shaking Startled Me I Grabbed His Arms Digging My Fingernails In His Arm "Sierra Wake Up" He Said "Sierra Stop!" He Said Loud I Could Hear Him But, I Couldn't Open My Eyes I "SIERRA!" he screamed My eyes snapped open I looked down at my fingertips they were covered in blood and Spencer's Arm was bleeding
from 5 fingernail marks I dug in him. "Oh My Gosh" I gasped covering my mouth "I-i Am So Sorry" I said my voice shaking blood ran down his arm I ripped a piece of my hospital gown off and tied it around his arm "Spencer I'm So Sorry" I Said "Stop Apologizing Sierra" He Said "I'm Fine" I Looked Down Pulling My Legs Up. There Was An Moment Of Silence No one Talked He Silently Got Up "I Have To Go" He Said Picking Up His Messager Bag I Quietly Nodded Not Looking Up Until I Heard The Door Shut "Why Do I Demolish Everything I Touch?" I Said Quietly
YOU ARE READING
Think.
ФанфикCrawl into the mind of paranoid schizophrenic Sierra Kidman a 25 year old kidnap victim who with the help of the FBI and BAU is trying to find her kidnapper. All seems fine but, eventually the past can catch up to you and sometimes the past can kill...