chapter 45

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Tw sh

2 days passed hotch gave us the whole week of. We were both getting better but still a little sick.

I got in the shower and turned on my music.

Can I wish on a star for another life?
'Cause it feels like I'm all on my own tonight

And I find myself in pieces

There are pills on the table and a thought in my head

And I walk through the halls where I used to be led
My heart is filled with reasons

I'm tryin' to be somebody else
I'm findin' it hard to love myself

I've wanted to be somebody new
But that is impossible to do
I'm runnin' out of my mind

Is this really my life?
I'm runnin' out of time
Is this really my life? My life

I could run from it all but I'd only get lost
Oh, I've walked on the bridge that I shouldn't have crossed

And I find myself, a user
Oh, I wake every day with addictions to feed
They all call me a friend but I'll never be freed

From the face of a faithless future

I'm tryin' to be somebody else
I'm findin' it hard to love myself
I've wanted to be somebody new
But that is impossible to do

I'm runnin' out of my mind
Is this really my life?

I'm runnin' out of time
Is this really my life? My life

These years pass by and we're growin' older
And I think of you, all we've made it through
Some have passed away, some have moved on
But I'm still here today (I'm here today)

These years pass by and I'm growin' older
And I think of you, and all we've made it through
Some have passed away, there's no words to say

No second tries, is this my life?
And I think of you
I'm runnin' out of my mind
Is this really my life?
I'm runnin' out of time
Is this really my life? My life

Singing made me feel better. Idk it just had this power over me. I can put my feelings into words.

I walk out and get dressed. I get out of the bathroom and see em on the couch.

"Do you mean what you sing? I noticed you pour your heart out in those kind of songs" she asked.

"Sometimes songs can explain how I feel ye. Idk why but it helps me"
Emily looked worried at me.
I walk up the her and take out my phone.

I scroll on it when I get called.
"Who is it?" Emily asked.
"Carlos"

I pick it up.
"Heeyyyy...bro" I say kinda awkward. I haven't spoken with my brothers in awhile.

"You have been out of the mental hospital for 3 months now. Penelope said that you promised you would call or visit. The wolf pack is not happy"
"Wolf pack?" Em looked confused.

"It's what we call my other brothers. They are alot older then us and way to protective"
I wisper to her.
"Ye I'm so sorry Carlos. But eem how's life?" I scratch the back of my head not wanting this conversation to turn on me.

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