sacrifices

PART TWO

                                 SIX MONTHS LATER

Y/N POV

Finally I can walk out of this damn prison i was not suposed to be in in the first place. the criminal justice system is fucked to the max. thanks to my lawer who helped me prove i was innocent. i mean hell ya i would have murdered my ex after cheating on me but not in the literal sence!!! thank god my friends invited me to drink tonight, i could sure use alcohol in my system.

finally i arrive to my appartment buidling. i walk in and the smell of dust perices my nose. I look around and notice everything is still in place. The walls still stain a dark grey color and my white floor looks dirty under my shoes. I blow heavily through my nose thinking about how much I need to clean up. I walk into my bedroom and notice a box wrapped up with a ribbon sitting on my bed. "I wonder what the hell that is" I say to myself.

I stride to my bed and sit on the edge grabbing the mystery box. There is a letter 'so glad you can come out tonight Y/N! Here is a little present for tonight ;)' -Kayla. "Hmmff " ok. I opened the box and inside lies a satin black dress. It is beautiful. I walk to my full length mirror hung up on my wall and take my clothes off. I lost weight when I was in prison. I look at my body closely. After roaming my body for a good 5 minutes I decide to take a shower. I grab my bath robe and extra towel. My shower is my favorite accent in my bathroom. It has glass doors and two shower heads.

I step inside after running the water for a minute to get it to the temperature I like. Hot. The water feels good on my skin. I sit down under the running water and that's when the tears come down. Prison ruined me. I will never be the same women I was a year ago. I'm cold and rude. People do not think I realize it but I do.

I hold myself and think of the memories and nightmares from the past year. After crying for 15 minutes I hold my head up and mentally note that I will not show my fear among other. I wipe my tears and put up my mental walls up and stand up and continue to wash my hair.

The shampoo is coconut,my favorite. I finish my shower and wrap up in my robe and put my hair up in the white towel. I look at the digital time clock on my nightstand and the time reads 5:37 pm. I have enough time to get ready to go out with the girls. I grab my makeup bag and decide to go with a light makeup look. Concealer,blush,highlighter,bronzer and mascara. I decide to go with a subtle nude lip.

After my makeup is perfect I take my hair out of the towel and blow dry it. I decided to part it down the middle and straighten it. My hair is long, I need a hair cut. I slip on the little black dress and grab my white strapped heels. I sit on my couch and text Kayla telling her I'm ready. I decided to take an Uber because I planned on getting hammered tonight.

I arrive at the club and see my friends waiting for me ushering me to hurry up. I smile and they all wrap me in a group hug asking how I am and praising how good I look. I walk in and the lights are so colorful and it smells of sweat and alcohol.

Kayla orders tequila shots for all of us. I take it down and the burning in my chest from the alcohol gives me a weird type of comfort. As the night goes on and my vision gets more blurry we decide to dance.

As I am dancing I look to the bar and notice a tall man with brown hair sitting alone drinking. He was very handsome and the way his hair was styled was cute. He seemed to be wearing a button up dark purple shirt with black slacks and a belt with a golden buckle, I can't tell what the logo says with the lights and my drunkenness. He looks at me and his eyes are a beautiful amber color. His lips were so pink and full. He has a look of confusion on his face as our eyes meet. I feel like I know him. I feel a pair of hands snake around my waist and start to grind against me. I danced back with the man forgetting the prier thoughts I had 1 minute ago and get lost in the heat and music. I feel the need to throw up and that's when I decide I need to go home.

I arrive to my apartment building and stumble up the stairs. The stupid elevator was out of business again. I get to my door and realize I forgot my damn keys. With all my lent up emotions I hit the door and slide down to the ground and start to cry. I was so frustrated. I sit there for I don't even know how long when I hear someone walking.

I look up and it was the same man what was sitting alone in the club. He walks towards me "are you ok?" He asks politely. I stare at him and mumble that I left me keys at a club I attended that night. He laughs in a cute way, although this infuriated me. "What the hell is your problem why would you laugh at me" I say louder than I anticipated. He looks at me and walks towards me. I stand up because of how close he got ready to fight him off.

I haven't been living in my building for longer than I've been in prison so I'm not too sure who my neighbors are. He looks at me and the next line he says astonishes me. "You don't remember me do you Y/N?" I furrow my brows and roll my eyes. "Who the hell are you? Did I sleep with you or something?" I spit out to the man. He looks at me for a second then moves closer to me. His breath smells of whiskey and his cologne smells like wood and amber, I loved it. He leans into my ear and whispers "my name is Spencer Reid and we met in prison. You were quite rude to me as I recall. A pretty face like yours doesn't leave my mind that easily sweetheart" he stays by my ear as he puts his hands on my door holding me in place.

I'm awestruck and do not know what to do. I quickly muster up a lie "ya I remember you too Spencer, you tried to get in my pants" I whispered back into his ear. He leans back to my face and looks at me, I look at him back with furry in my eyes and tell myself I won't be the one too lose this little eye game if his. He leans so close to my face I swear he is going to kiss me. His breath was hot on my face and he says "you don't remember me sweetheart but you will" in a very stern dominant way.

For some reason this make me wet. What the hell is this guy doing to me. His dominant role changes with a snap and he stands back and asks if I would like to stay in his apartment since I locked myself out until I can get an extra key. Without thinking I say yes.

He leads me to his apartment right next to mine and let's me in. He is drunk I can tell, he stumbles to his bedroom and gives me a pair of clothes. I decide my next move is to tease him. I let the straps of my dress fall down revealing my white laced undergarments and sit down ordering him to take my heels off for me. He ferrows his brows and leans down to my face once again "you forget who is in charge here sweetie" he says in a seductive tone and walks away to his bedroom and doesn't come back out. I breath loudly out of my nose in frustration and take my heels off. I feel the sleepiness wash over me and I instantly fall asleep on the couch with his clothes on.