𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 | 𝚜.𝚛

𝕾𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 p.2

I need to know...

when I closed the door behind me spencer was at his desk looking at some files
he looked up at me with a smile
it just felt so unfamiliar to me because he hasn't been like this in weeks only to act all boyfriend-y now
right when I'm starting to question everything

I wasn't sad no more
no.
I was frustrated
I was mad
I was in an overwhelming state of emotions right now

"Spence?..." I said quietly walking up to his desk

"hm?" he responded not looking up from the file that was in his hands

"We need to talk ..."

now that got his attention right away

"about what y/n ?" said hastily like he was scared of me knowing what he was actually hiding from me

"Are you keeping secrets from me?" I said as I hesitantly approached his desk

He gulped down hard
I could see that
I knew right there and then he was hiding something
there was no denying that
But what though?

there was silence
it was deafening

"no," he said but his voice became high and cracked

I scoffed
I didn't even notice the tears down my face

he lied
he knows he did
he knows he messed up and bad

"y/n-" he tried to explain himself but I cut him off

"no ... spencer just don't" I knew exactly what he was gonna say

I thought I knew him
I thought I knew him so well
I thought he loved me
I thought I was enough for him
I thought that I was everything to him

he lied
he lied about loving me
he lied about going to do paperwork
he- oh my god he went to go see her on our anniversary
son of a bitch!

"you son of a bitch!!" I yelled at him
I was in my way to our room to only realize why he never came back on our anniversary

" you son of a bitch!!" I kept yelling more tears falling

"you- you- you said you had paperwork to do... you said- oh my god.... is that why you're always leaving to go- go talk to her!!??" I exasperated
he didn't reply

the only response I got out of him was a sad and guilt-ridden look and him looking down at the floor rather than my eyes

I couldn't believe him right now
this wasn't the spencer Reid I had fallen in love with three years ago
this was a spencer Reid who had the attention of two girls at his disposal and was playing with the other girl's emotions

and that other girl was me she wasn't the other girl ... I was
I was the one holding him back from fully loving her him loving her had a consequence...
I was that consequence

"spencer look at me" I demanded
he listened

I walked up to him and gave him a hard heavy slap

he was holding his cheek
it was starting to turn pink with hints of red

I couldn't care less right now
I turned away from him to leave and go into our- my room

I couldn't take it
I couldn't take this anymore

"How could you?" I said anger seeping out of my every pore

he just looked at with very sad eyes but also with guilt clouding