Alone
CSI characters are not mine, any original characters are.
Summary… This is what I think Greg's mysterious past is like. It's probably completely wrong but what the hell…. Review please…
Chapter 1
I was so alone. So alone, curled up in a ball on my bedroom floor. My father had just gotten back from a business trip, best week of my life if you ask me. The blood flowing freely from my nose dripped and stained my carpet. The bruises on my chest and stomach told me that I had probably fractured a rib or two, the rest felt like they were just gone. 'I can't keep living like this' I told myself, pulling myself up and onto my bed. I managed to get some sleep that night before I heard my alarm go off the next morning.
I stood up pulled on a pair of baggy black jeans and a red hoodie sweatshirt. I headed to the bathroom, my nose looked almost normal, like the rest of my head, and aside from the finger shaped bruises on my neck, which my sweatshirt covered last night's beating was well hidden. I spiked my hair and headed down stairs.
"Greg!" my friend Jamie called out to me from her house across the street.
I smiled; Jamie was the only one who knew about what my father did to me. "Hey, Jamie" I said, hugging her.
"Lemme guess, your dad's back?" she asked. I nodded, pulling up my shirt to show her the bruises. "Ouch! That looks painful you should go to the hospital and get that checked," she told me, gently touching the bruise.
"No," I said quickly, "You know I can't,"
I saw Jamie freeze and stare at something behind me. "Can't what?" a voice said from behind me. I turned quickly to see Adam Scott, one of my many fans… not. He walked toward Jamie. "How's your boyfriend?" he teased. Jamie backed away, towards me.
"Don't touch her" I warned, I had no clue what I was doing, but I wasn't going to let them hurt my best friend.
Adam turned toward me, "Or what? You gonna stop me?" he laughed, shoving me backwards. I managed to keep my balance, staying on my feet. He lunged toward me again. I flinched when his fist connected with my already sore chest.
I fell to my knees, holding my chest where he had punched me, I saw Jamie jump on his back, punching him, "Don't hurt him!" she screamed, pounding away.
"Get the hell off of me!" he yelled, grabbing her and throwing her towards me. I managed to stop her head from hitting the ground.
I immediately forgot my pain, "You okay?" I asked, brushing a piece of hair out of her face.
She smiled at me, "Yeah, thanks." She said getting to her knees. I felt something connect with the back of my head. I heard Jamie scream as my world faded into black.
That's chapter one, I'll do more…. I understand if this isn't a very good fic, but when inspiration hits ya gotta follow it…