Hey everyone, here is the brand new story for you all that I promised. This is AU. I've not done something very AU before so I'm going to try my best with this. I hope you all like this story. Reid is fifteen, his father never left and is abusive and he is still in high school. I have great plans for this which I hope you all look forward to. I must admit that you almost didn't get this today as I have two fingers strapped on my left hand and I always have a brace on my right. Typing was not easy today. The next chapter will be a lot longer. Enjoy and I'd love to know what you think!

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Spencer woke up and groaned as he moved. He looked down and brought his t-shirt up to see a large bruise across his ribs. "Great, another to add to the collection."

He rubbed his eyes and slowly got out of bed, he looked out the window and saw that it was dawn. He heard small creaks coming from the his parent's room and relaxed when they stopped. He quickly got dressed and packed his satchel for the day. He wanted to go to college but his father wouldn't let him. He made his way downstairs and began to make breakfast. He knew not to mess up breakfast. Cooking the eggs and bacon, he made sure not to burn any of them. He heard footsteps come down the stairs and quickly placed the breakfast on the table. He poured a coffee and put it down as his father sat down on the chair. "Good morning, sir."

"Where in the hell is the toast, Spencer?" his father growled.

"It's here, sir," Spencer said quickly as he placed the toast in front of his father. He winced as his father grabbed his wrist and squeezed it tightly. "Dad, I have to get the paper."

"When I wake up, Spencer, I expect my breakfast ready and my paper in front of me. Do you not respect me? Do I have to show you what respect is again?"

"No," Reid shook his head quickly. He didn't want to go back in the closet. "I respect you, sir. I'm the stupid one and I should have made sure I was more awake before making your breakfast. I'm sorry if I disrespected you."

William squeezed his wrist again. "Good boy, now get my damn paper. I have to go to work soon. After that, take some food up to your mother. Last thing I need is her doctor accusing us of starving her."

Reid held his wrist after William let go of it. He quickly rushed outside and picked up the morning paper. He unwrapped it and placed it in front of his father. He grabbed some cooked eggs and bacon and put them on a plate. He also sliced some fresh fruit for his mother. Quickly going upstairs, he opened the door and found his mother talking to herself.

"Hey, mom. I got some breakfast for you."

"Oh, that's so sweet, Spencer. Is it a special day for me?" Diana smiled before scratching her arm repeatedly. Spencer put the food on the bedside table and quickly stopped her scratching. "No, mom. I always bring you breakfast in bed. You haven't left it in two days. Do you want to go out when I get home for school?"

"No, Spencer. I can't go out," she shook her head. "They'll find me if I leave. Inside here, I'm hidden. How could you suggest such a stupid thing?"

"I guess I'm not as smart as dad and you hoped I would be," Spencer said before putting the food in front of her. "I have to go to school. Make sure you eat the food. I love you, mom."

"I love you too, Spencer. Your father loves you too."

"He certainly has different ways of showing it," Reid said as he faked a smile. "I'll see you later."

He took the smile off his face when he left her room, he went back into the kitchen and tried to get himself something to eat.

"What do you think you're doing, Spencer?"

"I just wanted to get something to eat. You didn't give me any money for lunch yesterday and you wouldn't let me eat dinner last night. Please, dad. I'm hungry."

He froze as heard his father's chair scrape on the floor. He turned around and faced him. Looking into his father's eyes, he knew he had pushed a place where he shouldn't have. A hand gripped his hair and pulled it. "Spencer, you eat when I allow it. I wanted a normal son but you couldn't be that. I know what you want to do. You want permission to skip all those grades and run off to some big college. Your responsibilities are here! Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir," Spencer said as he tried to ignore the burning on his scalp. "I'm sorry I asked for food."

"You should be," William growled. "You have to earn your keep in this house and for the last two days, you've slacked. Now, I can't let this go unpunished."

"Please, don't," Spencer pleaded. William let go but quickly delivered a punch to Spencer's face. Spencer fell to the floor and clutched his cheek.

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO SAY?!"

"I fell," Reid responded quickly. He got up and quickly grabbed his satchel. He turned to face his father. "I'll have your dinner ready by the time you get home, sir."

"It better be ready. Now get out of my sight."

Spencer walked into school and found his locker quickly. He put his books inside and noticed that most of the students had huddled into small groups and talking. He turned when he heard a voice next to him. "Hey, Spencer."

"Hey, Ryan."

"Jesus, Spencer. What happened to your face?"

"I fell," he shrugged. "You know how bad my balance is. What's going on?"

"They found a body near here, a student that's from another school. The news finally came through that he's the third to have gotten murdered yet. I can't believe my dad lied to me. He's a cop, I can't believe he didn't tell me."

"He could lose his job if he did. The cops usually put out a media blackout, someone probably leaked the information."

"The news said that the feds were coming in."

"It's serious then."

"Hey, FREAK!" Jason Myers shouted. Spencer ignored them as much as he could, he brought out his science assignment before shutting his locker. He made his way to his first class even though he had ten minutes till it started. He knew he was only fifteen but he was ready for college. Every teacher had thought so but his father refused to let him go.

He groaned when he saw that it was pouring with rain outside. He had forgotten to bring his jacket, he had expected it to stay sunny. He put everything in his satchel and ran towards the bike rack. He slammed against the floor when he tripped over something. He heard laughter behind him. "Watch your step, you freak," Jason laughed behind him. Spencer brought himself to his feet and quickly made his way to get his bike. He came to his bike and felt anger build up inside him when he saw the tyres slashed. A car horn brought got his attention. He looked up and saw the popular kids laughing and driving away. He shivered as the rain, soaked his shirt. He left his bike and began to walk home.

Checking his watch, he knew he wasn't going to have enough time when he got back to get the food ready. "Shit! He's gonna be so mad."

He made his way through the park and found it mostly deserted. He came to the gate near the end and reached out to open it.

He let out a muffled yelp as a hand slammed over his mouth and an arm wrapped around his waist.

"Shhh...I'm going to end your pain."

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