HA! Like you'll find that as a bad thing =D
chapter10
Spencer lay on the living floor, where he had lay in pain all night. He held onto his stomach as pain shot through his ribs and face, that had been bruised. He sobbed and spit out the blood from his mouth.
He stared up at Jamie who had sat on the couch, watching him in pain all night long.
Spencer gulped deep. "J-Jamie." He shut his eyes and whimpered. "Jamie, please? M-my hand." Spencer sobbed.
The man glared. "What about it?" It snapped.
Spencer reopened his eyes. "I can't move it." He rasped.
Jamie glared for a moment, then the man got up from the couch, walked into his bedroom, and slammed the door shut.
Spencers sobbing turned to crying. "Please." He whispered. "Ow." He shut his eyes again and took deep breaths as he tried to get the thought of the pain out of his head.
He opened his eyes again when he heard the room door open again. Just in time to see Jamie walk up to him.
Spencer yelled when Jamie grabbed onto his hand. The man smiled with satisfaction. Then he dug into his pocket and pulled out a roll of bandage. (ps, some people dont know the difference, bandages are used for sprained... whatever you have. Bandaids are for cuts)
Jamie brought the bandage to Spencers hand and began to tightly roll it around the hand. When he was done, he brought his hand to Spencers stomach.
Spencer tried to scoot back, but he was already near the wall. "P-please?" He whimpered.
"Just be quiet. Or don't you want me to check?" Jamie sighed heavily and continued to press around the boys stomach. Ignoring the whimpers and sobs.
After a few moments the man got back up. "Nothings broken." He began to walk back to the couch. "You know... I wouldn't lose my temper so much, if you didn't make me so angry all the time."
"Jamie-"
"No, Spencer. Let me finish." Jamie held out a finger. "Let me ask you a question."
Spencer stared into the dark mans eyes. He gulped at how dark they were. He nodded once.
"Have you slept with anyone?"
Spencer thought about his answer. Soemthing in him said to yell, scream, fight back and say that it wasn't the mans business. But the other part, the one that told Spencer to be smart and think about the pain he's already in.
Then he thought, if he said yes, there would be pain, no doute. If he answered truthfully and said no, Jamie might not belive him and Spencer might still end up in pain.
"Spencer."
He stared back at the man. Spencer shook his head. "I'm saving myself for the right person."
"And..." Jamie said.
Spencer shrugged. "You're not him."
Jamie lips curled a tiny bit in the corner. A smirk. "I will be. I won't stop trying." Jamie then got up from the couch. "Take a long hot shower. Get some rest. Because you are going to work tonight."
Spencer stared. "I-I can't. What will people think?"
Jamie smiled. "They'll know you belong to me. Do as I say. Dab this on your face." Jamie threw a small makeup kit next to Spencer.
Spencer stared down at the kit then back up at Jamie. He could do nothing but nod again.
XOXOXOXO
When Spencer left his apartment, Derek sat there on the couch thinking, for a few minutes. Then his phone rang again. He picked up his phone and answered.
"Yeah?"
"Morgan? Where are you? I've been trying to reach you for almost two hours."
"Sorry, Hotch. I was... resting."
"Well, it's time to wake up. We found something."
Derek sighed. "Tell me."
"Well, it seems that Jamie Taylor isn't the only one we have to keep an eye on."
Dereks brows narrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Spencer Reid lied to you."
Dereks brows narrowed more. "What are you talking about?"
"Morgan. Spencer Reids father is alive."
Don't come chasing after me! Really really really short chapter. But really delicious cliff hanger : )