chapter 34

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I got up at about 8.

I just made some oatmeal for breakfast and start making the lasagna leaves.

Spencer woke up.
"Sorry I woke you up. I'm making the lasagna leaves"

"It's oke. When do you have therapy"
"At 11"

Time quickly passed by.

It was almost eleven so I decided to leave.
"K, im going to therapy. And then I'm going to the store to get everything for the lasagna"

"Do I need to do anything?"
"Eemm... you can clean up the take out from yesterday. Pack in the couch. Maybe clean a little if you like?"

I drove out to therapy. This is the first time I've been back into her office.

I got seated. Took my shoes of and put my legs on couch to make myself comfortable. I held a pillow in between my arms.

"Can i ask why you do that?" Doctor blakely pointed to the pillow.

"Ow its just comfortable to hold something in my arms"
And a little bonus, I covers my stomach.

"Wanne tell me about how the case went?"

I told her everything that happend in the field and after it.
I told her that I want ready yet to be in those situations again. And that when the gun was pointed to me, for that mili second that I was at peace with it.
I wasn't sure if I should tell her about the relapse but I did.

"Do you still actively have those thoughts?"
"Ye, they aren't as loud anymore but in those moments I can't seem to block them out. They make me tired snd when I'm so exhausted like I was then. I just gave in"

Doctor blakely looked like she understood.

"I think the vest option right now is to up your doses of antidepressants. I'll change the brand aswell, hoping you will have less sideffects"

I was really happy to hear that. Hoping my weight will go back to normal.

I also told my therapist what happend with Emily.
She said that it might be best that she declined me bc my mental health is more important right now.
I wasn't so excited to hear that.

My therapist wrote me a prescription for some new antidepressants. So I went to the pharmacy first and then to the supermarket.

I bought alot of ingredients.
Since p is vegetarian I was gonna make a different vegetarian version for her. In total I was making 3 lasagnas. 2 with meat and 1 without.

I bought so much freaking tomatoes. The casier looked at me weirdly bc of it.

When I got home Spencer had cleaned my entire apartment.

"Wow'"  was my first response.

I put out the groceries on the counter and Spencer helped me unpack.

I decided to text rhe bau group chat.

Y/n: nobody has any allergies right?

Jj: I don't believe anyone puts peanuts in lasagna so I think everyone will be fine.

Y/n: wait I thought Spencer was the only one allergic to peanuts?

Jj: nope Henry is too.

Y/n: I didn't know that. But nope no peanuts in lasagna.

Y/n: ow and everyone can come to my apartment at 17. I'll text the address later.

I close my phone. And start making the sauces.

"How many spices do you put in there?" Spencer asked.
"White people really need to learn that salt and Peper aren't the only spices to exist."
Spencer looked at me confused for a sec.

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