The Day After Tomorrow- 𝔼𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖

Him.

I feel the knife slice through my back once more. Of course, I scream. JJ all of the sudden gets up and pulls my hair back.

"You little-,"My bestfriend of almost a year says in almost a snarl. "You knew that I loved her, but you went after her anyways." 

"W-what are you talking a-about? I n-never knew that you e-even found her attractive, I thought you knew she liked m-me?" I say, barely being able to talk because of the pain.  

She let go of my hair. "Well, you're kinda right about that..." She says walking away.

"Do you have any idea how much of a complete idiot I am?" She says sitting down on the table. "I'm risking my own damn life here."

What is she talking about? I am the one getting a knife sliced through my back every five seconds.

"I actually called Hotch." She said with her hand in her face. "I called the damn FBI on myself because i don't want to hurt you- but I do. I really do want to hurt you.

"If you didn't want to hurt me, I wouldn't be here!" I  rise to a yell at the last two words. "And if you did want to hurt me I would be dead so, let's just cut past the villains crazy crap and kill me already."

She stares at me blank for about a second or two. Fun. Might as well be dead at this point. Next thing I know she rushes into my face and kisses me.

I pull away. "What the f-" She covers my mouth. Then she puts her finger up to her mouth telling me to shut up. I hear footsteps. Heavy ones. Not FBI footsteps, creepy footsteps.

She looks pained as she untied me. "He's gonna be here soon and you are gonna wanna be gone. I'm sorry I hurt you." She cups my face in her hand. "It wasn't me." 

Next thing I know I'm getting yanked by my hair out the door. "It was always you." She says as she shuts the door close.

I fall on the floor, hard. Then I realize that JJ isn't there.

"JJ?" I say quietly. It looked like I was in a closet, so I couldn't see much. "JJ?" I hear thumps.

Hard thumps. 

I try to open the door, but its not budging. "JJ?" I put my ear against the door and heard muffled yelling. 

A few few moments later, I try to open the door again and its opens a little bit. There is no more yelling. I push it all the way open. It was dark. 

I feel a phone under my hand. I turn it on and see a picture of JJ's kids. I ignore it and turn on the flashlight and use it to look around.

This place was really beat up. I try to get up, but I slip. I hit my head on the floor again. \

I slowly get up and try to see what I slipped on. It was red, a bit runny.

It was blood.

I then get the worst Idea in my head. 

I slowly turn the flashlight up behind the door and see an image similar to the one I imagined.

Instead of a random persons body, It was JJ.

I scream. Loudly.