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The music in the club boomed through Spencer's body, making his insides vibrate the way it would back in his street days. He scanned the room, trying to find Rob and the gang, he eyed through the bar, analyzing all the drunk people dancing, the people that came out of the bathroom accompanied by a dad or a husband that didn't get sex for the last month or so; that brought back fond memories. His eyes finally landed on the gang, who were all drinking and talking happily, just like he always remembered them. He danced his way to them, rubbing against other dancers as he made his way towards them.
"Guess being a cop doesn't take the gang out of the boy" He smirked, having to scream to be heard.
"Spencer!" Exclaimed Robert, looking up at him.
Before Spencer could actually say anything, he was attacked by a bear hug.
"Our little killer is back!" Said Dwayne.
"I missed you too Dwayney" Spencer said against his chest.
Dwayne had been a member of the gang a year before Spencer left. He was a very tall man, super hairy (Spencer thought he would be a great replacement for Hagrid). And even now he seemed to have multiplied in height and hair.
"Let the kid go, Dwayne, some of us want to hug him too" Said Victoria.
She was Rob's girlfriend, now wife, she was very beautiful, she was muscular and had tanned skin, her eyes were like two emeralds; and her personality was as beautiful as her looks, she was the dream of every other men on earth. When Spencer found out her and Robert were dating, he understood why Robert fell in love with her.
"Sorry" Dwayne said, letting Spencer go and stepping aside.
Spencer was immediately hugged by Victoria, followed by Azul, Peter, Layla and Paul. Although, Spencer couldn't help but notice Allan sneering at him; he could blame it on the lighting or a sneeze that never came out, but he knew Allan was probably the most hurt after he left. After all, he was just like Spencer, abandoned by his dad, a sick mother to take care of, bullied throughout his entire life; it wouldn't be a surprise for Spencer if he hated him.
Surprisingly, he didn't say anything about it, he ignored Spencer, but ignoring was better than yelling. The night was filled with laughter and fond memories, Spencer forgot how fun it was to spend time with them, after 11 years, 7 months, 3 weeks, 2 days, 20 hours and 30 minutes, away from them. He did have an eidetic memory, but the amount of memories of blood, corpses and pain worked as a curtain to cover up all the good ones. The dancing was definitely his favorite part of the night. He missed Robert doing the worm, Victoria, Azul and Layla dancing in circles around a twerking Dwayne, Peter dancing as if he had two pounds of cocaine up his rectum, Allan dancing with him as if they were two teens under rain in a movie written by a straight white man. He got all that back that night, except for Allan, Allan had been sitting quietly all night, not talking to anyone and sneering at Spencer. The only time he got up, was when they did, except he walked out to smoke.
Spencer walked out too, noticing the rays of light coming out, meaning it was about 5 am, Morgan woke up at 6. He looked ariund, finding Allan leaning on the wall, next to a garbage can.
"Hey" Spencer called, softly.
Allan turned, glaring at him before turning back around.
"I know you're pissed off, I would be too, but don't let it ruin the night" Spencer said.
Allan quickly turned, glaring at Spencer as he threw away the cigarette.
"I'm ruining the night? Oh that's funny coming from the guy that abandoned us almost twelve years ago and came back, acting as if he never left!" His voice sounded angry, filled with poison.
"I understand-"
"You don't understand shit!" Adam yelled "And don't go all FBI agent on me! I'm not a psychotic killer that you need to talk down!"
Spencer snapped his mouth shut, realizing he went into FBI mode, holding his hands up.
"I fucking trusted you, Spencer, I told you things I had never told anyone, I trusted you with my darkest secrets, I literally cried to you over my dad leaving me" Allan said, Spencer could see tears in his eyes. "We spent hours crying into our shoulders, promising we wouldn't be like the others. Instead you ditched me and ditched all of us just to protect a fucking kid!"
"Don't bring Chris into this! This is between us!" Spencer exclaimed. "This is between you and me! And we both know how we solved our problems back then!"
"You left us for him!" Allan yelled "You fucking left us like we were nothing, not even a fucking goodbye, only a letter, which wasn't even personalized, it was a letter for all of us."
"I left you for myself!" Spencer exclaimed "I got the chance of a lifetime and if you think I would've abandoned my dreams for you, then you really don't know me" Spencer growled, turning around.
"How could I know you! You didn't even give us your real name!" He heard Allan scream. "Every other night you would use different names to bang different men in the casinos, so tell me, do I call you Spencer, Liam, Daniel, Alexei, Baby boy, what!?"
"Don't try and bring up my past shit against me, because we both know I can do that too" Spencer warned "I could judge you on the fact that you were only allowed into certain places because you had sex eith the security guards, I could judge you on the fact that every single thing you achieved was through sex favors, I could jusge you on so many things; but I won't. Because unlike you, I don't need to do that to feel good about myself. Good night!" He turned around.
Reid ignored Allan, deciding to just go back to the hotel and get changed. He would've been okay with that, if it wasn't for Allan's last comment.
"Go ahead then! Run away! That seems to be a dominating trait in the Reid's bloodline!"
"Allan, enough!" Rob exclaimed.
The music in the club was so loud, the bathroom walls were shaking, if Spencer wasn't so familiar with this, he would've probably thought an earthquake was going on. He sat in the stall in the middle of the bathroom, the stall next to him and the second stall were usually were the gloryholes happened, he would know, most of his money came from that. He heard the door open and footsteps walking towards the first stall to his right, wanting to receive a blowjob. Spencer couldn't help but notice the footsteps were familiar.
Spencer heard the zipper be pulled down and heard the man begin to moan, the suction sounds being slightly drowned down by the moaning and groaning.
"Fuck yeah" The man groaned.
Spencer froze, realizing he knew that voice. That's why the footsteps were so familiar. His father was getting head. His father the man that left him and his mother, the man that introduced him took away an experience Spencer should've shared with someone he loved most. Was in the stall next to him, being blown. Spencer took out his phone, trying not to go Vlad his father, and turned on the camera, recording his father over the stall. There were five stalls in the bathroom, Spencer was in the third stall, to his right, was the fourth one, which was where William stood, and the fifth one was were the workers would be in, so his father was turning his back to him.
He didn't last long, literally cuming in less than four minutes, Spencer guessed William always had a thing for ending things quickly and with no warning; he ignored the need to throw up as he remembered all those nights his father snuck into his bedroom. He came down from the toilet and waited for William to come out, hearing him zip up and take some breaths to hide his deeds, he got ready to open the door and confront him.
"Well well well, if it isn't the man with balls so tiny, he couldn't handle what came out of them" He said, smirking as he leaned onto the stall.
William jumped up and turned around, staring at Spencer.
"Liam-"
"It's Spencer now" He interrupted "Spencer Reid"
"What are you doing here?" William asked. Ignoring Spencer.
"Listening to my dad as he gets a blowie from a sex worker. Recording him in case he ever does something stupid in the future"
William's skin turned eleven shades paler, as he stared at the phone Spencer waved around in his hand. He tried to step forward and take the phone away from him, but Spencer was quick to hide it behind his back.
"I know you're angry about me and your mother-"
"This isn't about you not being a real man and abandoning your family, it's about my new one." Spencer interrupted "I changed my name to Spencer Reid, but I can't legally do that, which is why you will do it for all three of us. From now on, your name is William Reid, mom's name is Diana Reid and mine is Spencer Reid. I know it'll be hard, but you're a lawyer, I know you'll figure something out. Now, if you excuse me, I think we're ruining the mood for next clients" He ended, smiling devilishly as he walked out of the bathroom.