Say Anything (Spencer Reid)

Chapter Two

Tatum's Pov
"Will I gotta tell you something," I mumbled. My gaze was looking up at the ceiling greatly, my sore body, and head pressed against the small carpet of the apartment that me and Will shared together. He honestly was the best friend I could have.

There were a few times were we had kissed and slept together in heats of the moments or when we argued but we never took it too far to start a relationship. It was a few days after the whole incident.

I hadn't spoken to any of the team even though Matthew called to check in quite a few times.

I couldn't avoid the team for long.  Rossi was getting married again tonight, and I had to attend which meant I couldn't avoid Reid any longer, there were quite a few calls from him as well.

"What is it darling? Don't tell me you started drinking again I hid all the bottles."  He called out fast.

He was cooking something since I haven't had the real worries to eat that much. My body hurt way too much. "I told Reid how I've been in love with him a few days ago," I said still looking up at the ceiling.

"Holy shit you did not." He responded back making his way to the living room he looked down at me wiping his hands off with a towel.

"I had to with the unsub," I said again looking up at him straight in his eyes.

  "Well, how did that go?" He asked kneeling down by me, placing his clean hand across my forehead to check if I had a body fever or anything.

"He didn't say anything, how could he? He is married to JJ and has two kids." I started chuckling and saw him smiling faintly as he brushed my hair away.

"At least you finally got it out after all these years." He reassured me and I gave him a small smile nodding my head.

"That's what I keep telling myself," I said and placed my hand over his, "I don't wanna go to the wedding Will, I've gotten to avoid him for a few days, I can't avoid him anymore."

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As soon as I arrived I was so tempted to drink as many champagne glasses as I could. But deep down inside I knew that would trigger an alcohol episode. So I drank just one, as tempting as it was to just drink every glass they were serving.

I rarely wore dresses either but Will a long time ago bought me this royal blue long dress that in my opinion was too beautiful it was a birthday gift so it was about time I wore it.

I wasn't a heels kind girl so underneath my flats would do just fine. I was very tempted to wear some converse.

I was walking around in my own world clutching the champagne glass taking small sips smiling.  I'm glad Rossi was finally happy again.

He was getting so old he had white all in his hair. I chuckled to myself. My back facing away from the dance floor. "Hello, Tatum." I was quick to choke on the champagne and quickly drank it all in one go hearing Reid was behind me.

I swallowed quickly and placed the glass down turning around to face him. "Hey, Reid." I stammered out clearing my throat deeply.

"You look really nice." We both said in unison shocking me a bit.

"Thank you." I breathed out leaning against the small little table.

"I've been meaning to talk to you for a few days, but I knew you needed time to heal." He gestures tugging back his hair back, messing with his small little beard.

"Yeah I did need a little time, that's why I haven't been answering anyone," I responded back giving him a small gentle smile.

"I understand I do." He said again. He was gazing at me deeply. 

"Let's play our own truth or dare." He mumbled focusing his attention down on his dress shoes.

I inhaled a little, feeling a small buzz from the alcohol but to them, it could have been water. Okay, Reid," I answered quietly.

"Spencer... You can call me Spencer you never have for the fourteen years we've known one another." He pointed out.

"I was too scared to, only your friends call you that," I quickly explained stumbling over my words.

"We are friends Tatum we always have been." He said in a firm tone. I sighed tugging back my curls a bit looking at him waiting for him to speak.

"Truth or dare?" He whispered seriously and I locked my gaze on him before answering.

"Truth Spencer," I whispered the first time his name left my tongue, it felt quite strange.

"Did you mean it, about being in love with me?" He whispered quietly his eyes holding pain.

I took another deep breath in "Yes." I said without a heartbeat. "I meant it, for fourteen years I have," I said yet again watching surprised as small tears left him.

"I-I never knew how come I never knew Tatum?" He pleaded.

"Because I didn't wanna ruin what  you have Spencer." I breathe out looking at him sadly. I slowly felt him pick up my hand and hold it.

"You never could have known Tatum... You never could have known I felt the same..."