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This chapter kinda sucks but it will get better! Please tell me what I can do to make it better!
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Hours later Elle's eyes fluttered open, the room was dark, she couldn't see very well. She could feel ropes around her wrists tying her to the bedposts, she felt cold, she could sense that there was someone else in the room, over her, on top of her. Before she could comprehend what was going on she lost consciousness again.
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Elle woke up again at about eleven pm. She found herself naked on her bed, though the ropes had been removed and whoever had been in the house was gone. Her face throbbed, her wrists burn, her body ached all over. She stumbled out of bed and into her bathroom, she switched on the light and looked in the mirror. When she did she nearly screamed, she had black and blue bruises all over her body, including her face, her wrists were bleeding from severe rope burn.
"Oh god." She whispered touching her bruises. Her body wrenched as she realized what had happened to her, she barely made it to the toilet before throwing up from stress. After a few moments she flushed the toilet and turned on the shower, she jumped in and let the warm water run over her aching body. She grabbed the soap and scrubbed herself for what seemed like hours. But she could still smell him, still feel him. She rested her back on the wet wall and slid until she was in sitting position. She laid her head on her knees and sobbed. Why me?
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Reid arrived at Elle's place at 12:19 PM, there was still no new evidence in the case, it was frustraiting, but now he was going to be with the love of his life.
He lifted his hand to knock on the door, but the door was a jar so it opened when he touched it. Strange. He thought, trying to surpress the panic starting to naw at him.
"Elle?" Reid called stepping into the house, he could hear water running. He walked towards the bathroom, his gun drawn. "Elle!" He called walking into her bedroom, it smelled like, well like sex, but she wouldn't do that, would she? He walked across the room to the open bathroom door and pulled the shower curtain open. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Elle sitting on the floor of her shower with her head on her knees, sobbing. He quickly shut off the now cold water. "Elle?" He asked gently reaching out and touching her.
"Don't hurt me!" She screamed scooting away from Reid.
"Elle, it's me, it's Spencer." Reid said trying to comfort her. "What happened to you?" He asked, though he knew what had happened.
"Spencer?" She asked looking at her with big doe eyes.
"Hi." He whispered. She crawled over to him and wrapped her arms around him, he gently wrapped his arms around her dripping, naked body and stood up, causing her to stand up. "Come on, you need to get dressed." Reid said helping her out of the tub and helping her walk to her bedroom. He sat her down on the bed before turning to her dresser, he opened the second drawer and pulled some gray sweatpants and a matching gray cami out and sat them beside Elle, who sat emotionless on the bed. He opened her top drawer and pulled out black lace panties and a matching bra. He turned around and set them on top of the clothes.
"Spencer." Elle chocked.
"Are you okay?" He asked. She nodded weakly. He knew what had happened, and it was to late to take her to get a sex kit done, but he wanted to take her to the hospital, but first he wanted to find out what happened, but it wasn't likely she would talk about it right now. "What happened Elle?" He asked hoping that maybe she would tell him.
"I-I don't know." She said reaching for the bra and pulling it over her head. Then she pulled on her panties and her sweatpants, and eventually her cami.
"What do you mean?" Reid asked once she was dressed.
"H-He hit me in the b-back of the head, and I only remember bits and pieces of what happened." Elle said trying not to cry more.
"We should get you to a hospital." Reid gently prompted, Elle shook her head.
"I-I'm okay, please, don't make me go to the hospital." Elle said tearfully.
"Okay." Reid sighed.
"Can we g-go somewhere else?" Elle asked getting up off the bed and looking at it fearfully.
"Sure, we can go to my hotel room." Reid said. "Unless you have family in the area."
"One of my brother's and my mom, but they'd f-freak out about this." Elle said. Reid silently watched her walk out of the room and into the main area of the couch, where she brewed some tea for herself. Green Jasmine with some honey to sweeten it.
"Elle…" Reid started to say but she stopped him.
"I don't want to talk about it." She said avoiding eye-contact.
"Okay, are you ready to go?" Reid asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you need your things?"
"No."
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"Elle we have to talk about this." Reid said an hour later while he and Elle lie on his hotel bed.
"Why? I thought we agreed not to." Elle said.
"Elle, I'm working on a rapist case, and you fit the victim discription, you may have been our latest victim." Reid said gently.
Elle sighed and rolled her eyes tearfully before saying, "He was in my house when I came home from getting the groceries for our breakfast, he hit me in the back of my head, causing me to pass out. When I woke up I was tied to the bed-posts." She said showing him her wrists. "I remember bits and pieces of what he did to me, but not much."
"That's good that you don't remember much." Reid commented.
"I guess." Elle said.
"Would you be willing to talk to the team about it?" Reid asked nervously.
"If it'll help us catch this bastard, yes." Elle said. Reid smirked, she was such a strong woman.
"Thank you." Reid said kissing her forehead. "Will you be okay here with me?" He asked climbing under the blankets.
"Yes, I'd prefer to be with you." She said. I feel safer with you. She wanted to say, but it would show weakness.
"I love you." Reid said turning off his bedside light.
"I love you too."
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Aaaah okay I didn't like that chapter but it will get better, I pinky promise!