chapter 11

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(You know I've learned some new things even though im quite troubled also if you find these talks annoying please feel free to skip ahead to the actual text of writing if there is anything i have learned it's don't be afraid but go forward to see another day and if someone you think needs help with anything but doesn't want you to say anything about it, take my word and tell someone if it is bad enough where hurt and pain will be involved then don't ever hesitate to tell someone who can help because they're going to be things none of us can prevent and we all must NEVER forget that. )

Overall pov

A few days ( 7 ) have passed and Reid had been lucky enough that Morgan hasn't pressed him for information after he yelped from falling on his back hard. They played around the house when he was home from college and on the days he wasn't, played video games like call of duty, left 4 dead 2, mario kart nintendo, and (some zelda off and on for Reid only). Reid was mostly relaxed and Morgan was way beyond chilled out, though they had gotten to talk about their sexual act they needed to put on and got everything agreed in except for sex, Reid wasn't anywhere near healed but his bruises were cleaning themselves up nicely at least. Morgan and reid went out lots to the clubs and other places but Morgan had no luck in getting Reid to dance with him or anyone really so he end up sighing and went to go and have some fun for once in his life and what do you know he enjoyed it more than Morgan was himself, They'd also made friends with 3 people but kept their guards straight up not to mention their stalker was the most thorough person on the world covering every trail with specks of dust leaving nothing frustrating everyone badly...

Morgan pov

I had him in the bathroom of their house together cornered turning the shower on and shutting the door calmly "now you Spencer Reid will tell me right now what the hell is going on. If i don't get answer before we have to fake sex this whole case of being undercover will be ruined and we'll be fucked. " sternly staring at a now panicky and scared Reid he backed off a little feeling bad for having to do this "I know this might be hard to tell bu-..." Reid's phone started ringing.

Reid pov

he picked it up hearing his boyfriends voice smoothly and lovingly threatening him with every word knowing hell was going to happen "hey Zack" forcing himself cheerful and relaxed "hey there back baby boy" reminding him that he was gonna break him once he was back.  4 minutes later he tone became harsher which meant the team had left him alone for privacy and Morgan was giving him the best privacy he could with where they were at. "Now you listen up you little bitch ass whore, I didn't come here to give you a nice pretty talk I came here to remind you, you are mine and your slutty putrid self belongs to me, you are an object something that doesn't talk back or others might get hurt, i hope you understand all this now..oh i gotta get going baby boy I love you so much!" he changed his voice suggesting he had to stop his nastiness before leaving and hanging up. Morgan just had a pained expression no way he had not heard it...he looked at morgan before telling him "I can't tell you..but I can do this..." he looked away from Morgan before standing up and slowly within the silence made his hand go to his big sweater first taking it off then one button at a time before all of it was undone holding it closely together before his pained expression showed clearly he didn't want to but knew he had no choice now...he turned around so his back faced Morgan he was sure he was puzzled before dropping his shirt entirely....


(Hey so i wanted to say the pics got nothing to do with the story except for i think a couple and the rest i guess are more like stress relievers or if you need your mind off of something to just look at it and this chapter is kinda just diving into the chaos sorry bout that it will come together more. And the 7 in parentheses is meaning 7 days )

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