Toxicity (Spencer Reid X Reader)

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You immediately roll your sleeve down and put the bottles in your pocket, you turn to open the door and peak your head in the doorway.

It's Spencer.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll be out there in a minute," you try to close the door but Spencer pushes it open.

He enters the bathroom, "what's wrong?"

"I said I'll be out there in a minute."

Spencer squints as he looks in your eyes. His face drops when he realizes. He glances over to the sink then looks at your pockets and feels the outside of them, "you're high."

"Yeah, so what?"

"You're seriously shooting up in the bathroom?"

"Don't act like you've never done it before."

"We need to get you help."

"What fucking help?"

"Has therapy not been working?"

"I stopped going."

"So you've been going to get high every time you tell me you're going to therapy?"

You look away from him.

"You need help, y/n."

"No, I don't!" you try to push Spencer out of the way so that you can leave.

He grabs your arms and pushes you back in.

"Let me go."

"You. Need. Help."

"What help? You think that you can just go to rehab and I'll forget you telling me that you hoped I actually got raped?"

You start to get really defensive and loud, "you think I'm just gonna be okay!?"

Spencer lets go of you.

You push him out of the way and walk out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind you. You look over at the room where the team is.

They are all looking at you, they heard everything. You don't even want to bother facing them so you run out of the police station. You run down the street and look around, trying to figure out where to go or what you're even doing.

You run foward as fast as you can down the sidewalk. You start to lose energy when you feel the fentanyl starting to kick in. You stop and catch your breath.

You take a moment to realize that you just messed up.

You have no clue what you're going to do, you are in a different city and you can't just go home.

You're going to have to face the team when you eventually decide to go back and even sit with them on the jet ride home. You didn't want to do that.

You walk for a while and find an alley, you knew this was stupid but you didn't know what you were going to do for the past couple of hours.

You go into the empty alley and sit down.

You pull out your phone and open the camera, you look at yourself.

You start crying, you look awful. Your dark circles are overwhelmingly large and you're losing weight.. You knew you have a real problem but didn't want to admit it to yourself.

You close your phone and put it in your pocket. You pull out of the bottle and the needles.

You feel the tears stream down as you examine the objects in your hands

You slowly feel yourself shutting down, you lean your head against the wall you were sitting next to. You try to hold your eyes up but then you fall unconscious.

You wake up and look around, it's completely dark outside.

You see the bottle and the needles in your lap, they must've fallen when you passed out.

You get up and decide to leave them.

You stumble as you try to get your head together while you trace your way back to the police station. You walk for a while until you eventually see it.

You walk up to the doors and open them as you enter.

The team spots you.

You see their faces of relief after they realize its you. They probably worried for hours.

Spencer tries to avoid looking at you.

JJ walks up to you, "are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just needed a minute."

"We have been ready to leave but we were waiting for you to come back. We were starting to get worried."

"I'm fine."

The team packs the boxes in the SUVs. You and Spencer drove quietly to the building and entered the jet.

You sat isolated from everyone. You stared out the window the entire time.

When you get off the jet, you immediately leave. You don't feel like going back to the apartment just yet. You wanted to wait until Spencer decided to go to bed.

You walk around for a bit and look at the different places, most of the stores and restaurants are closed by now.

You decided to stop at a McDonald's that is open 24 hours. You order something small since you weren't really that hungry and you really just needed something to pass the time.

You sit down at a table with your food and play with it for a while you slowly eat it. You pull out your phone and play random games.

You were bouncing your knee up and down, continuously looking at the time. You were waiting for the time you decided to walk back the apartment. It felt like forever.

Finally, the time comes and you throw away your unfinished food.

You walk slowly to the apartment.

You walk up the steps and try to see if the doorknob is unlocked, it is.

You open the door and step in, the entire team is sitting on the couch. They turn to look at you as you slowly close the door behind you.

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