Ethereal

Trapped

❗️Talk of torture and cutting❗️

You wake up in a cold room. You're kind of disoriented, but once you're focused again you look around. It's dark. Your hands are tied and you're sitting in a chair. You're head is pounding along with your heart. What happened?

"Hey baby."

You look up. You haven't seen him in 15 years. You then realize he's the one who did this to you. But where are you?

"Dad, why did you bring me here?" You ask.

He suddenly looks angry. It scares you and you hope he doesn't hurt you.

"I haven't seen you in 15 years and this is how you greet me?"

You look down and try to twist your hands around. You have to play along.

"I'm sorry. I've missed you." You say.

He looks calm and happy again. He walks over to you and kneels down.

"I've missed you too. That's why I came up here, to see you." He says.

"Where are we?" You ask. You want to get a sense of your surroundings. He smiles again.

"Take a wild guess. I'll give you a hint, we came here all the time when you were little."

You think- usually you visited your dad in Florida, but the one or two times he came to Virginia you remember going to Busch Gardens.

"Are we in Busch Gardens?"

"Yes! I thought it would be fun to bring you here. It has a lot of memories for us."

You know that's not true. Your dad was never a part of your life and he tried to make up for it by buying you things and taking you on trips to places like Disney World and Busch Gardens. You can't remember a time when you just bonded together. But you know you have to continue to play along with him.

"Yeah, I love those memories. I miss them."

"I know! Your bitch of a mother tried to keep you away from me." He says. It makes you really mad. "She said that I'm manipulative and childish, but that whore could never have the relationship with you that we have."

"Stop." You say. His eyes turn bloodshot. He picks up a knife nearby and walks towards you slowly.

"What did you say?" He says.

"Dad, you need help. You're not okay. I wish we had a normal relationship too, but it's not moms fault-"

"SO YOU'RE SAYING ITS MINE?" He tells. You flinch. He's charging towards you.

"No! Im just saying that-"

You're interrupted by the knife sliding across your arm. You yelp and look down. Luckily it's shallow, but it's still bleeding and painful.

"Listen to me." He says. "Your mother was a jealous slut who kept you from me to make me miserable."

You look up at him and don't say anything. You want to, but you think it's smarter not to.

"And your sister, Trinity? Her mind was poisoned with the same jealous thoughts as your mom. One of my biggest mistakes was having her."

You draw the line there. You don't care what he did to you. Your sister and your mom did their best to protect you from your dads manipulative personality, because he broke their hearts with it.

"You cheated on mom and left her in Virginia alone to raise me! Before that, you had Trinity and didn't even acknowledge her, especially once she became a teenager. Your mom HARASSED both of them for not letting me see you! My teenage years were hell because of the pain you put me through by not being there. My own little brother is a stranger to me because him and his mom moved to Ohio when he was three to get away from you. Do you know how hard that is?"

You feel your eyes getting hot and your lip trembles. A tear runs down your cheek and your dad is standing there, and he's angry. His hand is gripping the knife tightly and his eyes are enflamed and focused.

"I thought bringing you here would make you happy. Obviously I waited too long to get you." He walks over and unties your restraints. "Your mom has poisoned your mind just like she did Trinitys. I think it's time you learned your lesson just like she did."

All of of a sudden, everything goes pitch black again.

•••••

You wake up strapped to a table. You're only wearing your underwear and your dad is on a computer sitting across from you. You try and move around which catches his attention.

"Hello baby. How do you feel?" He asks.

"Cold. I want to go home."

He stands up and walks over to you. He looks down and strokes your stomach.

"Are you seeing anyone, y/n?" He asks. You start to feel very uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?" You say.

"Are you dating anyone? Is there another man in your life?"

"No, I'm single." You lie. You're scared if he knows about Spencer he'll try to hurt him. He slices your arm with his knife again and you yelp.

"Don't you dare lie to me." He says.

"Ok! I am seeing someone." You say. He looks angry again.

"What's his name." He says in a low and cold voice. You don't say anything. He slices your arm.

"WHATS HIS NAME!"

You feel yourself starting to cry again.

"I'm sorry! His name is Spencer!" You say. You start to feel sick and like you're betraying him.

"What's his last name and where does he work?"

"Spencer Reid. If you want to hurt him, you can't. He works for the FBI." You say. He laughs.

"You stupid girl. I can do whatever I want. It's only a matter of time before he realizes you're missing."

You feel even sicker.

"In the meantime..." starts your dad. He walks over to a big case and unlocks it. "It's time you learn that lesson."

He opens it and you gasp at the sight. There's knives, nails, pliers, and rope inside. The worst part is they're all covered in blood. You cry even harder as walks over to you with a big knife and a smile, and you hope and pray that Spencer finds you soon.

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If you're worried about y/n you should be :)