Starting Fresh. Spencer Reid X OC.

Ending The Bloody Case. pt1.

I never want to stop making memories with you. -Pierre Jeanty.

Venus' POV

The sun had given up and found renewed strength whilst I still sat in the same room and needed to change my pad so badly that I had leaked for sure. It got to the point where I was done but something kept me going. Slick back hair was seen just opposite me at the table as his hands rubbed together out of habit. Dirty and poorly decorated fabric covered his body whilst his fringe stuck to his forehead. Sweat practically ran down his body as he sat in the bland room. Not much was seen other than the pair of us. I felt my stomach rumble and it often happened with his but the worst was my stomach and a real ache took over. I wanted to say I was fine but my body hurt. His eyes showed how much sleep he had missed as the bags hung heavier than Garcia's shopping bags at any festive season. Dark rings and circles were having a real affect on his features. He was bland and off as it was but the lack of sleep brought out all of his bad features.

Right, closest shop, pads with no scent because they make it all worse. Try the ones you always see in the bathroom. The light blue. Also all of the chocolate but avoid dark chocolate because I will be chundering everywhere. And, I need something to put on my top and bottom half. A skirt, trousers, a scarf would do it right now to be honest. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Oh, Chundering means throwing up.

My phone was dropped and I was sure my man could do it. He had an eidetic memory and an amazing ability to read, he should be able to buy me some of the good stuff. The one man who was not helping was the little pussy bitch sat on the other side of the table. I didn't really feel that way about him but I was struggling and tired. Almost 24 hours in the same pad, the first period after a baby is always super dooper heavy and I had left a bloody trail. "Come on. Surely you have just proven your point. Why are you still here. Doing this?" He was quiet and I had clearly given him something that he wanted so I picked my tone up again. "You are pathetic. You let your mother beat you, hurt you and she just left. Well, died but still, you let her control your future. What? Are you some basic pussy?" He began to get agitated and so his body moved Rapidly. "No." He spoke quietly in response. "What? Couldn't hear you over your self-pity." He stood with a mighty rage and began to shout.

"YOU HAVE NO CLUE. YOU COULDN'T HAVE DONE WHAT I DID AND YOU KNOW IT. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE PROUD. YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING FOR ME SO I DID IT. YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BREATH. THAT WAS ME WHO GOT THOSE WOMEN. I MOVED THEM TO THE STORAGE AND I BEAT THEM. THEY HAD NO CLUE IT WAS HAPPENING. I AM SMARTER AND YOU WOULD NEVER DO ANY OF THIS."

My eyes narrowed and a tap on the glass told me I was done. "You are right. I would never do what you did. Mainly because I am smarter. You just told us where they were. Also, you know I have a doctorate. You have no passes at any educational level." He wasn't missing a beat as I opened  the door. "You know, the sad thing was I never stood a chance. Did I?" He was almost pleading with me. "That is the sad part. You did once." He went to protest but I left and was met by a grinning Spencer with a bag. "Thank you so much." I held him close but it was short lived as I ran off to the closest toilet and got ready. The sacrifices I had made. Mainly my clothes but still, I was in dire need of sleep. By the time I had gotten back the team had all left aside from Spencer. "I hung back. The location of the lockup is unknown but they are all of talking to the owners for any information. I am going to drive you home.

Spencer's POV

I was unsure how bad she would be but as we got into the car her eyes began to sag and sleep was taking Venus. Her previous clothes were missing and so I assumed her to have binned them. The dress I got had covered the mid to top of her thighs as she was taller than I remembered. Her legs kept me wide awake but also distracted as she slipped in the car chair and it lifted higher up her legs. The drive was a tough one as I kept getting caught up on my baby and her mother. Not to mention poor Emily who was alone and we could do nothing about it at all until we returned.