Title: Huis clos
Author: Haldol
Translator: Shannon
Fan-Fic Of: Criminal Minds
Theme(s): Angst, Crime, Drama,
Rating: M
Warnings: Abuse, M/M, Rape
Note: I translated it to the best of my ability so you might or may mot get confused. If you do I'm very sorry!
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Chapter 4
Sitting on this steep chair, Reid tried to count the days. How long was it here? One week? Perhaps ten days…? Between shoot of drugs and fainting due to physical abuse he suffered, he lost the notion of time.
Why hasn't Hotch not found him? Why would nobody came and save him?
It could more: too many shots, too much psychological pressure, too many drugs... At this rate, he would not last long.
How long could a body endure suffering?
How long could a spirit remain clear prior to permanently switch into madness? Reid was afraid of sinking, as his mother. Dilaudid him was so good... Without injections of Tobias, it would have already become crazy, right?
He lowered the eyes towards his wrists: metal of handcuffs, force, incrustation in the flesh. His skin adapted to constraints.
His evil arm, and evil of hands forever linked one to another. His whole body was pity.
He began to have cold sweats... Reid acknowledged signs.
The pain that lacks...
The lack of pain was worse than the pain of sunburn. It was deaf, who worked in the body and pain which gradually the Malachite internally... He did more than that.
Something that Tobias return. Needed. Need immediately... Reid were more able to suppress its earthquakes.
An injection...
Reid feelt the needle tear skin so fine in the hollow of his arm, and then penetrate their flesh, penetrate his vein, feel finally liquid spread in him...
But when the door finally opened, it left enter its worst daemon. Charles had resumed above, the individuality of his son.
"No... No...! "Reid felt fear invade it. He was terrified. More than violence, was the absence of drugs that he feared.
"You're lacking, huh?" barked Tobias, speaking of the voice of his father. "You're like my son. Worthless! I should let you puncture here! Let you puncture convulsions!"
"Tobias..." sobbing Reid "I... need..."
But Tobias could not hear; only half his father demonic was present.
"God did gave you no body so that you use it with drugs! You are a fisherman! You need to confess your sins and repentance!" screamed Tobias in full schizophrenic delusions.
How many times adolescent and young adult, Tobias had heard these words on the part of his father when he was was himself abandoned artificial havens to escape the? Tobias rebuilding life his father in him, and intended to punish by Reid that he himself had been.
"Kneel!" ordered Tobias in a voice who suffered no challenge. As Reid was struggling to get up from his chair, Tobias gave a great blow in reversing Spencer who fell heavily to the floor.
"Kneel!"repeated Tobias screaming. He grabbed Reid by channel. Grimy shirt ripped, revealing his arm interspersed with traces of bite.
Tobias multiple entry points of the needle to the bleeding of the arm of Reid. "The devil is in you! And I'm out! Pray that the Lord had pity you!"
He ripped shirts Reid pans a brutal gesture, it tore completely and threw the pieces on the ground.
Reid, bare torso, shivering cold but lack. His body was shaken spasms. He brought back his sickly arms, such as to hide his pathetic nudity on his thin torso. Full of fear.
Tobias leaned on him and seized by the wrists. He threw against the wall of the cabin. His frail body struck the wood in a thud. Immediately, Tobias grabbed the handcuffs and violently pulling height metal link, grasped the fists knotted Reid a hook attached to the wall of the cabin.
Reid feet barely touched the ground. Its own weight pulling on her wrists hampered at the top of his head. His face was crushed against the wall of wood planks gross, set of splinters.
Shortness of breath, heart beating pounding Reid tried to turn the head backwards to see that Tobias doing behind his back. He opened her unbuckle her seat belt and remove his pants bystanders.
A wide leather belt loop of money.
Reid, extreme anxiety, began breathing very quickly: "Is it you please... don't..." he begged in vain.
"You're going to repent you of your sins and the daemon will leave…Pray to the Lord! Pray!" Tobias approached fixed body of Reid and raised his arm reinforced belt, ready to the UCMJ.
Leather air sound of whip.
And finally, Tobias began the whipping.
o o o o o
Reid woke up face down on the ground. Tobias had landed it and left him there, the nose in the dust of the ground of this sordid cabin.
His back burned terribly; Reid was under the impression that he had torn skin. And this is roughly what did leather belt on his skin white and fragile.
He wanted to recover, but he couldn't. He did not force. He was unable to move, unable to stand. He could only stay here, face down, to wait for Tobias come to deal with him. The true Tobias, he could make him good. Should the relief.
Tobias the drugs that he beat. The beat because the drugs.
Spencer was locked in this terrible vicious circle.
Descent to the infers…
Channel without outcome.
Reid began to doubt that found a day.
He closed his eyes.
He had wanted to die.
A follow…