sacrifices

PART 8

Y/N POV

1 month later* (from y/n starting at her new job)

Work has been going amazing! I'm already making money and I'm so excited. I finally got to buy my own Louis Vuitton heels with my own money.

Beep Beep Beep

Ugh. I lifted my head from my slumber to see my digital clock read 7:45 AM. perfect timing. I don't need to be into work until 9 AM today. Laying my head down onto my pillow I sit there for a moment and gather my thoughts. After about 2 minutes of that I get up and grab my robe and towel and head for the shower.

Today should be a good day, I got a perfect amount of sleep and woke up refreshed. I washed my long dark hair and as I was doing so I realized I could go for a trim. Something different even, but that could be a different time to think about. I stepped out of my hot shower onto my therapeutic bathroom mat and wrapped my robe around myself and put my hair up into the towel. It was now 8 AM. perfect. I immediately go to blow dry my hair and decided to do loose curls today with a middle part. I like to put a little bit of heavier makeup on for work. I went with a brown/black Smokey eye with winged liner and fake eyelashes. I put my foundation and the rest of my makeup on. Perfecting my highlighter( my Fav part). After my makeup and hair was finished I decided to put on something cute and casual today. I went with black dress pants that were loose around my calves and tighter around my mid section. Hey what can I say? Why not look hot and professional at the same time? Nothing wrong with that. I look my white button down silk shirt and buttoned it up perfectly. I decided to go with a blazer and thick white belt. Finally I slipped on my red bottom Louis Vuitton heels, grabbed my purse and coffee and headed out of the door.

As I was locking up I turned around and there he was. Spencer fucking Reid. I haven't seen time since our encounter, I can't lie although I was avoiding him on purpose. He stared at me for a split second longer than I was comfortable with. I mustered up a Goodmorning and walked to the elevator. "Y/N wait! Can we talk please?" He said to me. I turned around and looked at him more vividly. He looked handsome. He wore grey charcoal dress pants and a white shirt with small dots over it then a black sweater vest with his tie perfectly done up under the vest. I shook my head realizing I was staring at him and redirected my eyes to his. "For what Spencer? You got what you wanted what else could you possibly want from me now?" I said probably a little more harsh than I care to admit. He looked startled and put his hands into his pockets and rocked on his heels. He looked down and I could tell he was thinking. "It's fine if you don't want to talk to me but I just at least want to say a couple worlds to you before we totally forget each other" as those words spilled out of his mouth I thought for a second. I looked and my watch and noticed the time. I've been talking to Spencer far too long than I should. "I can't talk right now Spencer I'm going to be late for work" and with that I turned around on my heels, swaying my hips more exaggerated than I would normally do, but I wasn't sure why?

I turned around in the elevator and he looked at me and I looked back as the doors closed and his body became more and more out of sight. Breathing heavily out of my nose I realized I was frustrated. God so much for a good day.

4PM

besides mine and Spencer's talk, I had a pretty great day. I learned how to deal with finances and my boss taught me how to be a little bit more professional when I talk. I learned about a week into this that I had TERRIBLE posture. She taught me how to hold my head high and my shoulders straight. Supposedly it makes you look more confident and professional. After practicing this new posture of mine I did start to feel more confident. I did scare some men and made it very clear to them that I was in charge (even though I wasn't) I love to make men scared of me. It gives me power. I love power. Some may even say I'm a perfectionist with a weak spot for control. Control freak is what they call it. Little do they know it's a facade ive put up.

Spencer's POV
I saw y/n today she looked so beautiful and sort of intimidating. I've never felt that way with a women. I t kind of turned me on. Wait Spencer stop thinking that. You heard her "I got what I wanted". Although I did enjoy our sexual encounter I wanted to get to know y/n on more of a friendship type of level. Maybe I was just lying to myself, but fake it till you make it right? I finally got my mother back. God that stupid bitch Cat. I hope she rots in hell. I could use someone to talk to about all the fucked up shit going through my mind. After I thought about relapsing I decided I should try therapy. My first session starts in two days to be exact. I'm so happy I get to start working at the BAU again, although it won't be full time. I still get to teach my students, which I admittedly love doing.

Author note

2 chapters in one day?! Who is she 💅
Usually when I read fanfics the girl is always dependent and doesn't know how to have power. I thought his might be different. I hope you guys enjoy being a power independent bad ass!! I know I love it 😉 anywho I'll probably come out with another chapter tonight/today. Please comment and vote!! I ADORE your comments. I love you peeps!!