his mother told him he’d be fine. she’d said he’d eventually get over what happened to him and he’d be able to move on, but the thing was, she only saw him once a month. she didn’t know what he went through when he was alone. she wasn’t there for the nightmares that led to him locking himself in his closet for hours, the paranoid too strong for him to get any sleep at all.
when he was locked in that closet, he’d try all kinds of things to comfort himself ; the only successful one being to think about Dr. Reid. that nice man had saved him, he’d made the bad men go away. so, surely that meant it’d work on everything else Wyatt feared, right?
after Wyatt had been released from care ( with the assurances that he would be okay, physically, and that it’d just take TIME. ) he’d watched all the interviews and news segments about his case. he’d seen Dr. Reid’s team on the tv. they called themselves the BAU. after that, it hadn’t taken long to figure out exactly where the building was.
he hadn’t planned on actually going there, he really didn’t, but some things change.
he’d woken up after another long night of tossing and turning, throat tight with emotions he wasn’t quite ready to release. he’d rolled himself out of bed, exhausted with the lack of comfortable sleep. dark circles were under his eyes, lips in a seemingly permanent frown, and he stared at his closet for a long time. he’s been trying to trick himself into believing he didn’t need the closet, that going in there was only going to enable him and he’d never get better.
it got harder and harder as days passed and that’s why he’d finally decided to go find his hero.
it had taken hours to get there, which was much longer than it needed to be. it had taken everything in him to convince himself the cab driver wasn’t going to hurt him and that he was his only shot at seeing Dr. Reid.
once he was inside the building, Wyatt kept his head low and refused to look anyone in the eye, even when he asked for directions. he could feel everyone’s curious looks, but they only made him speed up. not looking up in a building full of people is certainly not the best idea, especially when that results in Wyatt running right into someone.
he gasped softly and looked up to meet the man’s hard look. eyes widen as he stumbles back a few steps, the commotion seeming to catch the attention of a few others agents who notice the unmasked fear in his eyes.
❝ reid — I-I just want dr. reid... ❞
