Chapter 7
Living on the Ceiling.
The light.
Suddenly there is light….not down here in my pit but to the side….out there….there is light…and someone is coming. I can hear foot steps.
My swollen hand clutches at the revolver and I push back harder against the side of the pit. I look up when I hear loose earth and stones fall down the side of my new home. I can't see who it is…All I can see is the black silhouette of someone standing there with a rifle hanging from his hand.
"Dr Reid. Still with us I see. That's good. Very good. You got my message?"
But I don't answer him…I am still trying to work out if I know the voice and I am sure I don't. I have no idea who it is.
"Who are you?" My voice is husky from lack of moisture but it I don't get an answer.
………I watch him slowly walk around the pit. He doesn't seem bothered that I have the gun here. He's not scared of me, but my one bullet isn't really a match for what he has in his rifle.
"Did you hear her screams Dr Reid? Did you hear Emily squeal like the pig she is? I raped her. I took her Spencer and she was sweet." I didn't want to listen…I didn't want to hear this from him, but he told me every detail of what he did to Emily and I have tears on my face again which I don't wipe away because it would mean taking my hand off the revolver and I can't do that…I don't want to do that.
"Did you enjoy it Dr Reid?"
But I don't react to him…I just watch as he paces around the edge of my pit.
"Did you want to join in?"
And I want to point this at him and put a bullet in him but I don't…I just watch him.
"Of course not. You wouldn't want a bit of Emily would you? Who is it you have your eye on Reid. Not Rossi…he's to old for you…Hotchner? Surely not your boss….What about Morgan…that lovely dark skin against your white. Now that would look good."
……………….flashes of memory of Derek pushing into me…feeling his breath on my neck and his hands holding one of my arms tightly and holding me with the other……………..
I blink the memory away….. "Stop it." I mutter it under my breath because I don't want him to hear me….but I still have to say it
"Or maybe just some tart off the side of the street. I know your sort Dr Reid. Dirty scum."
I hold the gun a bit tighter and it hurts…it hurts my fingers and I know I could never aim this at him….I am shaking. That's not what this is for.
He moves again and then stops when he gets to the point where he can look directly down at me….on the opposite side of the pit.
"So you little faggot scum…look at me….look at me and tell me that you've never desired Derek Morgan."
And I can…I can do that but the words won't come out because all I am getting now is memories of what he did only the day before. The way he held me…the way he brushed his tongue over my ear the way his fingers probed and explored me…and I can't talk. If I say something then my voice will betray how I am really feeling. It will scream out at him that I am keeping something from him, so I hold tighter to the gun and look up at him…and I am sure he is smiling at me. He would see my wet face…he will know….he knows….oh god he knows.
"Good boy….oh dear you don't look too happy. You really don't – but Spencer…you know what…I am going to go back and have some more of Emily…I am going to have her the way you dream Morgan will have you."
……………"NO!" and my voice leapt out without my telling it to. It just did it and I want to take it back again and keep it with me, but I can't….he knows. "No….please…what do you want me to do?"
It looks like he is crouching on the edge now….almost as though he is going to leap down….but he speaks to me.
"Put it in your mouth kid….and blow your brains out. You know that." And I see him nod. "And I will just walk away from here…and your friends will be safe."
I feel that I am shaking my head. "I don't believe you. You are a liar…"
"Don't! Don't call me that boy….just do what you are told."
"How do I know what you say is true….how do I know?" I need to put doubt in his plan….make it less straight forward for him. I need to mess it up. "You haven't shown me that I can trust you. Why would I believe you after this?"
I watch him stand up again and look around. Then he looks back down at me. "I see you need gentle persuasion."
"Let someone go. Let one of them go…then I will know you are telling me the truth."
And he cackles at me. "Dr Reid. I am the one standing up here….you are the one sitting in six inches of shit and mud. Which of us looks like the stupid one? Sure as hell don't feel like me. You sit there and you ponder on that revolver….and I will get you something to help you think a bit clearer.
I see him move back away from the edge and I call out to him. "Come back!" But he doesn't …and my fingers play over the gun resting on my lap and I think about what it will feel like to put the barrel in my mouth.
I wonder if I will feel anything. I don't think I will….I don't think it will hurt….and I cough…and I get a fresh taste of blood in my mouth and I wonder if I am going to die down her anyway. Maybe the gun is the quick way out.
The cowards way out they say.
I feel too hot. I feel much too hot and I am shaking more than I was earlier. I tip my head back and rest it on the wall of the pit behind me and wonder where the UnSub has gone.
I soon get a fairly good guess.
-o-o-o-
The room is small….I can see the room is small and I can move my fingers and toes.
I'm on the floor.
That's all that seems to be here….a floor…I'm sure I was on a bed earlier…but I'm on a floor now and this thing…I put my hands to my face…Ah...I can move my hands now and my legs…I have movement….I can feel that the thing on my head has been welded on somehow.
"Hey!" I roll over and get to my knees and feel a twinge of pain there for a second or two….I'm in a fucking all in one black boiler suit thing…and I want to get to my feet but my legs and brain don't seem to be connected
No one comes to my call…even though I keep it up until my nose starts to bleed….and then I spray the room nicely with blood and wonder why I am here again and remember Spencer and I vomit on the ceiling….I think….maybe it was the floor….
I don't know…I think I am crawling all over walls….I need to get off the floor and some drug in me is letting me crawl up the walls…
…………….sucker pads on my hands……………
interesting….
I will hang up here on the ceiling and wait for some bastard to come in here with my tapioca and I will fucking have them like a cat gets a bird…I will tear his feathers off and rip off his wings and then see the fuck knob get me…
"Come on you wankers….come and get me you bastards"
………………………..well that was interesting…I am laying on the floor again and I think I'm laying in vomit and piss…it smells like I am…and it feels like someone kicked the shit out of me….but I cant remember coming off the ceiling….so maybe I'm still there….but I'm finding it hard to think…….
"What's with the sodding tapioca?" and I roll around and scream at the walls until it goes dark and I slide away for a while.
-o-o-o-
I hadn't got very far when it happened.
A few steps into the room…the room I had last seen Reid walk into and I felt it on the back of my neck…something cold.
"Just stand still Hotchner and drop the stick." And it jabbed a bit harder. "I have something I want to show you. Good timing really." And he prods me harder. "Don't make me blow your brains out."
I lift my hands up and face then palms out and take a deep breath as the bat clatters to the floor. "Where is Reid?" I ask him, but in reply I hear a gun cocking and I'm pushed further forwards.
"Don't talk. Just walk forwards."
I walk into the room which is now brightly lit up buy spot lights at the side of the room….there is no over head lighting.
"Stop." I can see that I have reached the edge of something.
"If you can tell me what you want from us….we can talk about it."
"No need. I have what I want. Look down there." And he jabs me harder with the gun as I look down into the dark pit. What I see makes me pull in a sharp intake of breath
Reid is huddled against the wall down in the darkness…the smell is stomach churning. I can see he is sitting with his legs bent and tight up close and his head is down…but it is too dark…I can't even tell is he is alive from here.
"Reid." I say it calmly. I don't want him to know that this person is here too. "Spencer." And slowly he looks up at me and I see his eyes blink in the darkness, but he doesn't say anything…he just puts his head back down again.
A snarl from behind me and a jab with the gun – tells me to get onto my knees. I do so. It takes away the effort of having to balance and not be sick and stop the room spinning. I want to climb down there with him and make right whatever happened….what made him scream….but this person with me is shouting now and he is shouting over me and down at Reid.
"Show is what you have." He shouts down….but I don't see him move. "Show him Dr Reid or I will start hurting him." I see Spencer move slowly and pull something off his lap. I can see the faint glinting of metal and as he holds it up somewhat awkwardly I see it is a gun…a pistol…a revolver. "Well done you little pervert." And now he starts to talk to me. "You know he fantasises about Derek Morgan…about what he would do to him…what they would do to each other….doesn't that make you feel sick?" Now he talks to Reid again. "Show him what to do with the gun Spencer. Show him."
And I see Reid look up again but only this time he doesn't look at me. He avoids my face and looks to the side but he shakes his head slowly. I can see how sweaty his face is…I can see how his body is shaking…please don't let this person have damaged him and destroyed him in the small time he was away.
"Show him!"
and I see Reid jump at the sudden loud sound and I sense more than see the UnSub move around so he is at my side now, but the gun is pressed hard into the side of my neck.
"Show him or I will do to Hotchner what I did to Emily Prentiss."
And I see the shaking hand and I see his eyes are now closed has he lifts the revolver up and presses it under his chin.
"NO!"
And I feel the butt of the gun across the back of my head. I put my hands out and only just manage to stop myself from falling. As I turn onto my side to get my balance I feel the gun smack the side of my head.
"Do it! Show him."
And I am pushed to the edge of the pit.
"I order you to ignore him Reid." I hiss down at him….but again he ignores my orders as I watch and he slides the barrel of the gun into his mouth.
A/N: SORRY IF THIS IS STRANGE AND SHORT BUT I HAD VERY LITTLE SLEEP AND NEEDED TO DO IT AND POST….MORE TOMORROW! Pb XOX