Greg's Side: The past catches up to him
Disclaimer: I don't own this yada yada yada. It belongs to the person who thought up CSI. Im just making this for entertainment reasons. The only thing I own is the plot and Characters not In CSI. The names in this story are purely fictional and thought of in my mind. This story is not based on any real story or life. Once again I made up the names if for any reason they are matching you or somebody alive or deceased I purely coincidental.
A/N: please if you don't like what this story implies or anything in this story exited the fuck out. Please I don't wanna make any enemies today or any other day I have to many as it is so please and thank you be kind in reviews. Warning the POVs will change immensely. Greg's journal is in italics
Day January 15 1989
I spent midday lying in a field of grass. Sun laid right beside me. Nevada always had the best sun better than California anyway. My mind started to wonder to my boyfriend or my ex-boyfriend whichever the bastard betrayed me and now I hate him. He always said he loved me but where were my public affection? He never held my hand or gave me a kiss or even noticed me and then when we were alone he would say we didn't need public affection to show our love. I would nod and say 'yeah you're right'. The Bastard fucked me over and left me. I was probably just a friendly fuck for him. He never gave a shit about me. Even with sex he never wanted to see em. He would screw me, get up, get dressed and left saying he'd be right fucking back. Yeah he'd come back after to goddamn fucking hours. And when he did come back he'd say it was my turn to please him, so for an hour the bastard held me down so I could please him. I hate him. Then one night he came to my house drunk and ready to score, I told him no we were over but the bastard just pretends to not hear my protest. So the bastard fucks me and I never see him after that.
January 15 2009
Greg sat down in the break room after getting himself a cup of coffee. He disliked the case he was working on. It was very simple; Boyfriend attacks girlfriend, Girlfriend tries to fend him off boyfriend murders girlfriend.
Nick walked in "Hey partner are you okay?"
"Yeah Why you asking?" Greg asked kind of surprised.
"no reason I just know you hate these types of cases. For what reason I don't know. Did you have an abusive boyfriend once?" Nick asked
Greg was kind of taken aback by that comment yeah everyone knew Greg was Bi But still he really dislikes his sexuality coming into play with cases
"Actually no I haven't "He lied just to get nick off his back.
Just then his phone rang and he picks up just to hear a voice he hasn't heard in over 20 years. It hit him like a cold wind front and froze him. Goddamn it how the hell did he get his number?
"So Gregory how's life for you. It must be different here in Nevada huh. Im glad I found your number, can't wait to see you at home." His Ex said darkly and then he hung up.
"Yo Greg what's the matter it's like you heard from a ghost." Nicky said to him
Greg didn't talk "Nick Can I spend tonight at your house please" Greg asked
"Sure Man. What for?" Nicky asked
"I can't tell you hear I will later though.
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