Author's Note: Well Lavarious is gone. He killed himself, will we ever know why. Was because of the 'little talk' Reid had with him? Was it because he didn't want to go to jail? Was it even him, who pulled the trigger that ended his life? Did he even want to die? All these questions will be answered over the course of the next few chapters.
Allison knew that Lavarious had killed himself. It was all over Facebook and Twitter, before it hit all the news channels. At first she thought it was just kind of joke, untilshe heard her dad talking about it with Blake.
She watched as her dad, made pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs all at the same time. He was making his famous breakfast burrito, that his mom used to make for him. Or so he said. Still it was the best kind of breakfast to have on the days she was upset.
"I know about Lavarious," Allison said suddenly.
Reid stopped what he was doing and stared at his daughter, dumbfounded.
"How'd you find out," Reid asked finally.
"Facebook," Allison replied. "Everyone knows. No sense in trying to keep it a secret from me."
"You know he shot himself," Reid asked.
"Yes. It's not the first time someone has taken their life, because some parent decided to take a stand against bullying," Allison explained.
"How often does that happen," Reid asked.
"Not often, because most parents don't care if their child is a bully or is bullied. But last year at Meadows High the captain of the soccer team took his life because the kid he was bullying had come from a family of cops. When the cops started to close in, he hung himself of the bleachers in the gym," Allison told her father.
"Wow," Reid said sadly.
"Yeah it was sad, but eventually we all moved on and went about life," Allison replied.
One week later...
When ever Reid came to a red light, he turned and looked at his daughter.
Allison had woken up that morning, walked into the kitchen and told him, that she was tired of sitting around and wanted to go back to school. So he agreed to let her go back, under one condition; if she began feeling, dizzy or tired, she was to call him right away and he'd come pick her up.
The car ride was silent for the first half of the ride, or at least until Allison spoke up.
"I think Nate likes me," Allison said with a sigh as she stared out the window.
"You mean the kid, who looks like he just escaped a chemical explosion," Reid asked.
Allison laughed and said, "No, that's Matt. Nate is the one with curly red hair, who looks like he could be the poster child for zit-cream."
"Oh him," Reid said. "What makes you think that?"
"He's always on Facebook, texting, calling or stopping by the apartment to see how I'm doing," Allison explained.
"Do you like him," Reid asked cautiously.
Allison thought for a moment then said, "Studies show that girls and woman usually go after the opposite sex if they resemble their father. Nate is a lot like you. He's smart, sweet, caring, selfless, shy, and clumsy a lot of the time."
"Calling me clumsy," Reid asked.
"It was implied," Allison replied. "But yeah I do like Nate."
"Just promise one thing though," Reid stated.
"Anything," Allison said.
"Don't go rushing things. Take your time. I don't want to see you have a broken heart anytime soon," Reid said.
"I'll take my time," Allison promised. "Besides I have a badass FBI agent for a dad, to take care of him if he treats me wrong."
"And that dad also works with the best team of FBI agents in this world, who will help me," Reid pointed out, as he pulled up to the school.
"That's true," Allison said as she grabbed her backpack and got out of the car.
Allison spent most of the day either getting 'How are you's' or dirty looks from anyone who liked or hung around Lavarious Jones.
The only who wasn't being rude or sympathetic was, Nate. He didn't invade her privacy
Later that day, Allison walked into the apartment with Nate right behind her.
"Dad called me during lunch, he is out on a case, so you can stay for as long as you'd like," Allison said as she dropped her backpack on the couch. "Let me just call him, so that he knows I'm home."
Nate dropped his backpack next to Allison's and said, "Okay."
One month later...
Allison sat on her bed, video chatting with her dad, late one night after, shortly after Nate left.
"How did the case go," Allison asked.
"Morgan managed to get his ass kicked by the Unsub, but we saved the young girl," Reid replied.
"When are you coming home," Allison asked.
"The freak-storm should break tomorrow, so I'll hopefully be home for dinner," Reid replied. "How did things go with Nate today?"
"Same thing every day after school, we did homework, went out for something to eat then came back, watched a movie and he left," Allison answered.
"Okay," Reid said. "I'm going to turn in for the night. You should do the same. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Good night Dad," Allison said.
"Right back at you, Allie," Reid said before disconnecting the video chat.
It seemed that ever since Lavarious had died, Allison's dad called, 'Allie'. Not that it bothered her. She just wondered why.
While Allison was sitting in her English class, the student sitting next to her handed her a note.
The note read:
Lavarious didn't kill himself . Your boyfriend did. You are just as guilty as he is.