The Sweet Escape || S.R.

Now I just sit in silence

Y/N POV:

Two weeks

Two weeks since I've talked to Spence.

What happened to "checking on me everyday hes not on a case"? I would just brush it off, maybe hes just busy, but the last time we talk he told me my ex could've hired a sniper.

A FUCKING SNIPER

So I might die, and Spence cant even check up on me. What the hell. Garcia has brought me take-out everyday, so I guess he kept one end of the deal.

Me and Spence have known each other for years, and not once have I been so pissed.

You know what, fuck this. I'm leaving. I mean I must not be in much danger if he can't even check on me.

3RD PERSON POV:

Y/N strolled to her front door, keys in hand, ready to face the world. Right as she went to open her door, there was a knock.

She looked through the peephole, and looky there. The Dr. Spencer Reid. She could tell he was nervous and she didnt know why, but that didnt change the fact that she was majorly pissed.

Y/N POV:

Hell no! He isnt just gonna show up after two weeks at my doorstep like nothing happened.

I walked toward the door with fury in my eyes. I swung the door opened, and went to start yelling. Until Spencer cupped his hand on my mouth, and jumped inside, then swiftly slammed the door.

I grabbed his hand off me. "Spencer what the hell! You show up at my door after two weeks with no contact. Not only that, but you cover my mouth and slam my door. This better be important, either way you have some explaining to do." My glare could've cut right through him.

"Y/N, I'm sorry. Listen, your ex has found your location because of me. He's watched me bring you food and check on you for the past month. That's where I've been, I had to go to a decoy apartment to throw him off. Hes not just stalking you, hes stalking me too. He sees me as a threat." Spencer finished and I stared at him dazed.

Well are you? That's what I wanted to ask, but I know right now isnt the right time to bring up what he said on the phone two weeks ago. He probably doesnt even remember. So instead I said,

"Why would he think that? We were best friends when me and him dated, before he was... abusive. He didnt care then." My voice drew quiet toward the end.

"Well now hes jealous, because even though I'm not with you, I could be." I was taken aback by that statement, and Spencer could tell.

"T-Thats not what I mea- It came out wrong, I mean If I- I mean If you-" I stopped him before he rambled on.

" I know what you mean Spence, no need to continue. So does he think I've moved? Or am I going to have to move again?" Spence looked clueless, I dont think he even knew the answer to that question.

" I'm not sure yet, I'm going to stay here with you tonight to make sure you're safe. Then tomorrow Garcia is going to try to ping his phone again, and if that doesnt work we will find you a safe place. I promise." Spence looked exhausted so I decided to end the conversation there.

"I think I'm gonna hit the sack."

"Oh okay. Do you have a pillow and blanket I could borrow?" Spence questioned.

"Why would you need one? You're sleeping in my bed silly. I'm not letting my best friend sleep on the couch." We've slept in the same bed before I dont know what's up with him.

"Y/N, are you sure? I dont want to make you uncomfortable."

"Spence why would you ever think that. You're probably the person I'm most comfortable around. Shut up and come to bed." He still looked unamused, but followed my request.

It was going to be a long night.

(A/N Hey guys I'm back! The story is going to get better I swear. It's starting off a little slow, but it will start to get exciting. I hope you all have a nice weekend. Love yall ✌)