it's not living (if it's not with you) // S.R. x Reader

Expect the unexpected.

TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of knives, cutting, death etc. (yk all the criminal minds stuff)

I woke up with a pounding headache and unaware of my surroundings. I attempted to move from where I was but I had been tied down to a chair. I tried my best to get some information about where I am but the walls were bare and the floor was concrete, if I had to make an assumption, I would say I'm most likely in a backroom of a facility or an unfinished basement. The migrane mixed with these fluorescent lights was making it hard to concentrate on anything.

I kept thinking over and over, who could it be? What would anyone want to do with me? I should never have left the apartment alone, but it was broad daylight. I could've sworn I'd be okay. Okay well that's good, I can work with that. The unsub wasn't affected by doing their dirty work during the day, even though they couldn't been easily caught.

They also blitz attacked me, meaning they didn't want me to know their identity just yet, which means I definitely know them. There isn't many new people that I had met recently besides Travis and..

"Genevieve?" I spoke, seeing the red head appear from behind the wall. Atleast I'm not the one with the crazy ex this time.

"Hello, Y/N," She spoke, holding a knife in her hand.

"Why me?" I said quietly.

"Oh c'mon, don't play dumb. You know exactly what you did." She responded, walking towards me, pressing the knife against my skin. My heart was racing.

"I-i seriously have no idea what you're talking about."

"Sweetheart, you stole Spencer away from me, and I don't like my men being taken away by another, less hot girl." Shit, that's a blow to my confidence.

"I never stole Spencer from you, we're not even together." I half lied.

"Are you kidding me? He told me he couldn't be with me anymore because he wanted to be with you." She rolled her eyes, I bit back a smile. He wanted to be with me? It's just sex though..

"Well I guess he lied to you, because we're not together." I responded unbothered.

"I think you forgot that I stalked you, honey," She sliced a part of my arm. I screamed.

"What was that for?!"

"For lying," She walked away briefly. I was breathing heavy from the pain. I can't believe she really thought Spencer actually wants to be with me. Maybe he noticed she was crazy and used me as a scapegoat. Moments later Genevieve had returned with a stack of photos. She had placed them all in from of me, spreading them out.

In the pile I had saw pictured from our night at the bar, especially ones of when Spencer took a shot off of me. Also some photos of us in the apartment, especially some from this morning of us fucking. Which also makes me think, how did she even take those photos? Quite impressive if you ask me.

"What's your career, Genevieve?" I asked.

"Why the hell do you care?" She responded.

"Because you should be a photographer, I mean really, getting photos of us from the second floor is astonishing, tell me your secret." I said sarcastically. Another slash to the arm. I winced from the pain, but that one I had coming.

"I don't understand why Spencer would want to leave me for someone like.. you." She said with disgust.

"Well for starters I'm not a crazy stalker so that's a plus and I have a great personality." I joked. She sliced open my shirt, leaving me in just a bra ontop. She cut a slash into my stomach.