We Are Meant To Be

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Oh lord why does my head feel like it had been going 100 miles per hour. 

You had realized you were on the floor of Alison's room

No no no where's George

You saw a blurred version of a man through the doorway walking down the stairs. You tried to speak but no noise came out. You realized your mouth was gagged and you tried to remove it but your arms were tied behind you back. Tight enough to start losing circulation. It couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes since Spencer hadn't come up.

"Hey Mr.Reid your friend wants to see pictures of Alison and they are in the shed would you come with me?" He suddenly spoke with a soft tone

"Um yeah sure but where is Agent Jones" 

"She said she had to take a phone call"

"Okay lead the way" 

You sat up trying to find a way to get out of the rope. A couple minutes later George came back.

"We don't have much time" He said suddenly grabbing your arms

He forced you to stand and started dragging you down the stairs. The gag had loosened. It loosened enough to let you speak.

"SPENCER SPENCER HE'S THE UNSUB SPE-"you were cut off when George had forcefully put his hand over your mouth

You winced at the pain of his grip getting tighter

"Shut your damn mouth before you watch me kill him and then I will kill you" he pushed you down the stairs of the basement 

You looked around and there were bloodstains everywhere. There was on table with what looked like to be tools. There was a girl on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding her.

Too much blood. Damn it. We were too late

She was laying face down and her hands were tied behind her back. Her legs were bruised and her blonde hair was no longer blonde. It was red from the blood.

George suddenly stood in front of you and got inches away from your face. He grabbed your shoulders and pushed you to the ground. You were on your knees looking up at him. You felt disgusted as he was starting to take pleasure in scaring you.

"Your next sweetie" he had a slight grin and pulled your gag down

"No I'm not" you looked at him straight in the eyes showing him no fear

"Yes you are look at her.  Can't you see what I am capable of" he raised his gun pointing down to your face

"You liked it when these girls were scared begging and pleading for their lives.. Did you kill your daughter when you started realizing she couldn't be afraid of you anymore because she was going to leave you" you watched his eyes darken

"I will kill you" his hand began to shake out of his frustration

"No you won't" you followed his eyes as he knelt down to your level bringing the gun closer to your face

"I can end your life right now" he started raising his voice

You leaned your head closer. Feeling the cold metal touch your forehead

"And I said No. You. Won't" You said still holding eye contact slowly pausing at each word

He quickly got up cocking back the gun and-

*BANG*

You had shut your eyes but then opened them realizing George was on the floor bleeding out in front of your eyes