I'm so bored! So bored in fact, that I am tempted to start posting the story I haven't finished yet, just to have something to do.
Just glad my step-mom has to work all day, so I can use her internet cable (she's paranoid about the cost skyrocketing if we use it). At least when she's done, we're gonna go to McDonald's to use the free wi-fi.
This is the last section I currently have typed of this story. The next one is writing itself out in my head, I just need to type it yet.
Enjoy. :) (And don't kill me, I didn't come up with it.)
Derek was leaning against his locker, waiting for Spencer. It was the end of their first week, Senior year. Spencer was in the library, finding some books to check out for the weekend. The plan was for him to spend it at the Morgan house, and he wanted something to do for the couple hours Derek had to work.
"Hey, man, you're gonna miss it."
The seventeen year old turned around to find Andrew, a new student in their grade, standing behind him. "What?"
"You didn't hear?"
"Hear what?"
Andrew stared at him, confused. "The football team has an awesome prank planned. Johnny's girlfriend Alexa and her friend Harper are helping them. They're gonna lure some kid out to the football field."
Derek felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. "Who?"
Andrew shrugged. "I don't know. Some kid. Uh, Red? Read?"
"Spencer Reid?" asked Derek, his heart pounding.
"Yeah, him!"
"No," breathed Derek. He pushed past Andrew, rushing down the hall and out the building. He rounded the corner, running past the baseball fields, pushing himself harder as the football field came into view. A group of students was gathered around the furthest goal post. As he neared, Derek could hear them laughing and shouting. His blood boiled as he heard someone wolf-whistle.
Derek reached them, pushing his way through the crowd, not caring if he hurt anyone in the process. As he broke through the center, Derek froze.
The twelve year old was naked, tied to the goalpost, his clothing scattered around him. His face was a mess of snot and tears, and he gazed around the group, desperately begging for help. He was flushed clear down to his chest, a dark, deep red. A bruise was forming on one high cheekbone.
Derek felt rage roar in his stomach as Johnny crouched down and grabbed a loose clump of dirt, throwing it at Spencer were it splattered against his stomach. He rushed across the small space, punching Johnny in the face.
"Derek!" cried Spencer, and Derek's heart squeezed at how small his voice sounded.
He ran over to Spencer, placing himself in front of him and glaring at the surrounding students. "You all are sick!" he yelled. "This is like thirty against one! What do you get out of this, hmm? What?" His fists clenched by his sides as fought the urge to hurt them all. "You all disgust me," he snarled.
Johnny stared at him, chuckling nervously. Blood dripped from his nose. "Come on, Derek. It was just a joke."
"A joke!" he roared. "You all think this is funny? How about we all tie you up naked, Johnny, see how funny you think it is then?" He glared at Alexa Lisbon. "Or how 'bout you?" He stared around at the rest of the group. "Or any of you? Hmm?"
He breathed heavily as the group began to shuffle nervously.
Johnny glanced around, clearly seeing he was losing his support. He wiped his bloody nose on his sleeve. "We're done here. Come on, let's go," he called. He pushed his way through the crowd and they slowly began to disperse.
Derek waited until the last student was walking away before spinning around. "Spencer," he murmured, heart breaking at the sight of the shaking, crying boy before him. Derek pulled off his sweatshirt, tying it around the front of Spencer's waist. "Just until I get you untied," he said.
"Thank you," whispered Spencer sniffling as he tried to stop his tears.
Derek moved around the pole, tugging at the rope holding his friend captive. Whoever tied him sure knew what they were doing. Derek pulled out his pocket knife, flicking it open. He carefully began to saw at the rope, making sure not to cut Spencer. Finally the rope snapped free.
Derek rushed around the pole again, catching Spencer as he collapsed to the ground. He pulled the boy into his lap, holding him tightly as Spencer sobbed into his chest.
"Shh, it's okay, I got you," he murmured, reaching around and grabbing Spencer's clothes. He helped Spencer to pull them on, averting his eyes politely. Spencer had been humiliated enough, he didn't want to add to it.
When he was finally dressed again, Spencer clung to Derek tightly. "Thank y-you for rescuing me," he sobbed.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here to stop them," said Derek sadly.
Spencer shook his head. "Not your fault. I told you to wait by the lockers."
"I shouldn't have listened. I should have come with you anyway."
Spencer shivered in his arms. "Can we go home now?" he whispered.
"I thought you were coming to my house?" Derek asked, sad that Spencer seemed to have changed his mind.
Spencer glanced up at him. "I-I was talking about your house," he said. He glanced down at his hands. "It's like a second home to me," he confessed.
Derek paused before his face broke out into a huge grin. He was glad Spencer was comfortable enough at his house to think of it that way. "Yeah, we can go home," he said, squeezing Spencer's arm gently. He helped Spencer to stand up, handing him his sweatshirt.
Spencer pulled it on, hugging the over-sized warmth tightly around him. "Thank you."
Derek bent down and picked up Spencer's discarded backpack. "Let's go home."
Review? I'll start posting my other story if you do. I'll give you a little info: it's a College Morgan/Reid AU.