Chapter 1
This was the third case in a row where the victims were exactly like me. Blonde haired, blue eyed females in their late twenties, sexually assaulted, tortured and then stabbed to death. I was normally fine dealing with these cases but there had been so many lately and it was starting to get to me. I was good at putting on a front though, at pretending everything was fine. After all, I'd been doing it my entire life…
"Jennifer!" his voice boomed from downstairs. I could try to ignore it but it would only be worse for me in the long run, so I went downstairs.
"Yes dad?" I asked, hiding any emotion in my voice and possibly sounding a little rude. Damn I shouldn't have let my voice sound like that, it would only piss him off.
"How dare you talk to me like that!" he spat in my face, his breathe a mixture of beer, vodka and cigarettes. "You're a useless piece of shit Jennifer, just like your mother, you two would be nothing without me, wouldn't survive without the money I bring home to keep you two pathetic fuckers alive."
Tears stung at my eyes, no matter how many times he verbally abused me, the words still cut like knives. People never took it seriously when I told them what was happening, purely for the fact that he never actually touched me. They didn't think it counted as abuse, so I stopped telling me, starting bottling it up and keeping it to myself, which led to other problems in my life that I never told anybody about. Ten years later and it was all still fresh in my mind…
"JJ" oh shit, I completely spaced out and missed whatever had been asked of me. By now the entire team was shooting questioning glances at me.
"Uh sorry, kinda tired, I was up late last night doing paperwork, what were you saying?" I shot them a hopefully convincing smile, which they all seemed to believe. All that is, except for Emily who was still glancing at me with some worried/suspicious look. I raised my eyebrow at her and grinned, which I hoped would at least persuade her that I was telling the truth. She gave me some sort of half hearted smile which I knew really meant 'don't think you're getting away with this that easily'. I groaned to myself, there was no way I would be able to get away from talking to her, we always shared a room together when we were working away on cases because not only were we best friends, we were the only two women on the team (excluding Garcia, who rarely came out in the field with us) and Hotch wasn't one for letting us guys and girls mix when it came to sharing rooms. So it usually ended up us me and Emily, Derek and Spence, and Aaron and Dave. Ugh well, I'd forgot about it for now and hope that Emily would do the same.
Ok sorry it's so short but I just wanted to see exactly where I was going with this and if I could manage it since this is my first FanFic So yeah I have a rough idea of the storyline so I'll just keep going and see where it leads me! Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, good or bad, so I can see what needs changing or whatever with this! Thanks