i love you (Emily Prentiss x Reader)

Blackbird

This is back to the POV of y/n

WARNING: MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND ABUSE(verbal and physical), alcoholism

*click click*
The door shut, and I immediately knew it was Emily. She walked in while I was still in the shower, giving me time to think about what I would say. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my torso, hearing a light knock at the door.

"Hey y/n, it's Emily." She whispered so you could barely hear her, but the pain was apparent.

You opened the door, and you both stared at each other for a few moments before you finally broke the silence.

"I'm sorry."

You broke for the second time, falling to your knees right in front of her.

"Shh shh hey, it's okay, its okay. Princess, look at me. You're going to be okay, you're alright."

You didn't think that more tears could be produced, but your body proved you wrong.

Emily hugged you tight, again reliving your past.

"Em, can I tell you something?" You managed to choke out the sentence between sobs.

"Of course princess, you can tell me anything no matter what."

"I HATE YOU! YOUR'E SUCH A SLUT!" Your mother screamed at you as you sat on the couch after coming home from a date.

"I'm not a slut, mom." You were astonished by the amount of composure you kept.

"YES YOU ARE! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR SISTER! GOING AROUND BEING A SLUT, MAYBE YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF TOO!"

You were stunned. Your mother had never liked you, but it got worse when your sister had died. She blamed everything on you, and then said your sister was a slut just to tell you that you were. She would make up lie after lie, trying to get you mad.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Your mother screamed, and you listened. You grabbed a coat and left, not knowing where to go.

"Oh my God, y/n. I'm so sorry,"

Emily had started to cry, the both of you a sobbing mess. You continued anyway.

You ran for miles, finally ending up on your best friends doorstep. You were a senior in high school with only a few more months left before graduation.

*knock knock*

"Y/n, what the hell? It's midnight!"

"Joanna, she kicked me out. She told me I should kill myself, she told me I was a slut and didn't deserve to live,"

"Oh my God, come in." Joanna opened her door, allowing you inside. Her parents heard and came downstairs, you telling them what your mother told you.

"Nobody should have to go through that y/n, we are always here for you no matter what. How about you come stay with us for a while, you don't need to be around your mother right now."

It was true, your mom had gotten worse ever since you found out she drank. You had been looking for something and found a stash of alcohol in her room. Half empty bottles of vodka and rum all over the place. When she got home from 'work', you pretended not to know anything. She always said she worked, but her job was standing on the side of the street picking up guys for money.

"Hey love, how was your day?" She asked you, just like every other day.

"Good, I need to go finish homework though."

"Alright, just be down in time for dinner."

You nodded and walked up the stairs, shaking the feeling of her watching you.

You were still sobbing in Emily's arms, except you had put on clothes and were now in bed. She had tried to sympathize with you but in reality she had no idea what you were going through. Her father had been absent for her whole life and she had always travelled with her mother, but none of her family members ever abused her or were addicts.

"How about I go get you some water," Emily asked you, knowing you needed a break from telling her your story.

"Yes, please. That would be great," you whispered, throat hurting from talking and crying.

Emily got out of bed and left the room to go grab a water bottle. You grabbed your phone, seeing a text from Spencer.

Spencer<3
"Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies."
-Edward Bulwer Lytton

You smiled. Ever since you could remember, music had been your coping mechanism. From your sister and mom arguing to your mom hurting you, music was always your escape. You sent Spencer a heart and he sent back a song.

Spencer<3
Blackbird- The Beatles :)
I know you don't listen to them much, but just put on the song. I know you'll love it.

You
Thanks Spence, love you

Spencer<3
Love you too, bubs

You smiled, looking up the song and playing it.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Emily came back with two water bottles, giving one to you and climbing back into bed. She opened hers and then yours, slowly bringing it to her lips while watching you with pain in her eyes. She heard the soft music from your phone, immediately knowing that you were panicking again.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

By this point, you and Emily had been talking for hours. You were both running on minimal sleep, and you still had a case to finish.

"Hey, look at me," Em whispered, wrapping her fingers around your chin and pulling you towards her.

"Everything will be okay, alright? No matter what, I'll be here for you. I can't imagine what you went through as a child, and I can't do anything to stop it from happening, but I can be here to help through anything else. I'm here," She smiled, a look of lust in her eyes.

"Thank you, I've only ever told Spencer about this. It's kind of a relief to know someone else is here also."

"Of course, princess."

And at that, she pulled you in and kissed you. The feeling of her soft lips against yours was something that you had missed, and it calmed you down tremendously. You wished you were home or having a paperwork day so you could take the day off, but you couldn't.

It was time to go.

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Hi lovies:)
This chapter isn't one of my favorites, it's really dark and I apologize for that.
Don't worry, happy things coming soon:)