Request: "I told you, if i can't fix your problems, I'll just get rid of them."
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Unsub!Reader !Skin Color & Ethnicity Neutral!
A/N: inspired by a book idea I have.
CW: angst | Mentions of Spencer's canon TRAUMA/Cat Adams/Murder/Crime Scenes, PTSD, GORE, failing justice system, very vague Sex Scenes,
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I'd often found myself in helpless situations. I was kidnapped, tortured, drugged, held hostage, almost sacrificed... The thing that always got me through was my fundamental belief in justice.
I never did bad, always played by the rules. I helped the helpless, I caught the bad guys, and I hated myself for every ounce of harm I had to cause to survive.
I am a good person, and yet it seems to bring me nothing.
She'll be out. In a couple of days, Cat Adams is going to be out of prison.
An error of the court.
The lawyer had been high on heavy pain medication during her trial.
There will be a new court trial, according to everyone involved, but I know better than to believe in it.
The minute Cat Adams is free, she will vanish into thin air. All my suffering, all the statements of myself and my therapist, and all the times I had to stand before court and explain the torture I went through due to her have been for nothing.
I'd held back the urge to scream, cry, and vomit as I was informed about it, and by the time I am home that evening, I solely feel tired.
How much do I have to endure?
How did I always be a good person, following the rules, and yet I'm still getting fucked over?
How do the people, molding their morals as they seem fit and simply doing as they please no matter the harm they cause, always win?
I need a calm minute.
Darkness is clouding my mind; a depressive state starting to numb my bones. If I can't rely on justice, then what do I have left?
As I open the door to my apartment, I'm struck with dread.
The light in my bedroom is on, the half-opened door allowing it to illuminate the dark living room, and soft jazz music comes from my record player.
