A/N: Not sure where this came from. See what you think and please review.
Warnings: A few swear words, angst.
Pairings: None really - some mention of Reid/random chicks.
Disclaimer: Well, it's a disclaimer...work it out.
Sometimes Reid wondered where his father was. Hell, if he was even still alive it would probably be a miracle. His mother had never told him much about the man who had abandoned them, only that Reid had eyes just like him - the only thing that Reid had ever been given by his father other than the power that coursed through his blood. Power that was more a curse than a gift.
Sometimes Reid wondered if Caleb realised he was already addicted to using. The rush of power from it was so seductive. Irresistable to the blonde boy as much as it was deadly. He needed that high more than anything but he hated just as much. All he wanted was for Caleb to notice how far it had gone. Help him and save him from the constant need to use. He needed Caleb to realise before the effects began to show and he was lost for good.
Sometimes Reid wondered why girls hated him. So he had a bad attitude - it didn't make him a bad guy. And all his failed relationships? His well known bad boy reputation? He hadn't created it. I had spawned from the simple fact that all his girlfriends fucked him and then left him on the same night. He couldn't even call them girlfriends really - to them he was just a quick shag. Reid had never dumped a girl in all his life. Although it was hard to believe he was always the one with the broken heart. Yet even this wasn't what he thought about the most. No, above all the others there was the worst. The one that cut like a knife whenever he contemplated it.
Would anyone miss him if he was gone?
No. Not at all.