A/N Okay, I'm trying this again in hopes that the site won't take it down again. If they do I will change the name of the story to Can you keep a secret? Or something like that.. Suggestions are very welcomed;) I'm sorry that I haven't posted it on here in a while, I've been wondering if I should post it or not^^ But for you who don't know, this story is on Wattpad(my user is elizzastone), archive of our own(the user is lizzabet) and Instagram(my user is ssa_sugartits)! I don't know how many of you have found me on those sites:) Anyway, here's the first chapter again! I'll try to have them all up tonight! :)

Chapter 1

The Lamontagne house was getting quieter as the party settled down. Henry and Julia were already asleep in their bedrooms upstairs and the guests made themselves ready to leave.

"I think I'll stay behind and help cleaning," Emily said, looking around the mess in the dining room.

"Emily, you don't have to do that," JJ said as her guests were putting their coats on.

"I don't think Emily will change her mind," Morgan told JJ as he gave her a hug goodbye. "Just be thankful for the help."

JJ chuckled as she looked at Emily who looked determent to help. "I think you're right."

Emily smiled at her friend, hugged everyone goodbye and then walked into the dining room to help Will clear the table.

When the door closed for the last time behind Garcia, JJ joined the pair in the dining room, taking a handful of wineglasses.

"Put them down JJ," Emily told her before she got to take them to the kitchen. "You are not helping. You're the one who cooked and you really deserve some rest."

"But I can't let you clean, Em," JJ tried to tell her.

"Of course you can. Let me do this. I have Will to help me."

JJ sighed in defeat, putting the wineglasses down on the table again, "Alright, thank you for being so good to me," JJ said and hugged her friend. "See you on Monday."

"Yes, good night Jen," Emily smiled and watched her friend ascend the stairs.

Lifting up the stack of plates, she made her way over to the kitchen and put them on the counter. Will entered with the utensils and started loading the dishwasher while Emily walked out to finish clearing the table. Will smiled at her as she put down the wineglasses on the kitchen island.

"Emily, why don't you just spend the night?" he asked with his southern droll.

"Oh no, I couldn't impose like that," Emily said, shaking her head.

"Come on, you can't drive home like this," Will told her with a smile as he put the dishes in the dishwasher. "I can see how tired you are."

Emily shrugged, "It is getting pretty late. I just wanted JJ to get some rest before she has to wake up for Julia." A smile played on Emily's lips at the mention of the little infant.

"It was very nice that you offered," Will said, matching her smile.

Will walked over to the kitchen island to fetch the used wineglasses. Looking over to her best friend's husband, she could see the effect the alcohol had on Will by the way he wobbled across the small kitchen space. She couldn't help but to chuckle.

Emily shook her head, "I can take it from here Will." She reached over and took the wineglasses from his hands, their fingers brushing slightly as he agreed to let them go.

"Are you sure?" Will asked, his enlarged pupils looking into her eyes.

"I'm sure. There's not much left. Just go join your wife," Emily said, placing a hand on his arm before quickly taking it away to return to the crystal wineglasses she was currently washing.

"Thanks, Em," Will said, too close to her ear for her comfort. Unwanted chills crept up her spine, but she quickly shook it away, deciding that his closeness was just appreciation of her help.

Hurriedly, she washed the crystal and put them upside down on a dishtowel to let them air dry. She took a look around the kitchen and the dining room for any dirty dishes, but when she didn't find any she put a tablet into the washing machine and pressed start.

Sighing, she grabbed a cloth and wiped the counter in the kitchen and the table where they all had eaten hours before. When Emily finally was done, the clock hit 2.25 and with exhaustion draining her body, she was really happy she had agreed to spending the night.

Quietly, as to not wake anybody, she walked up the stairs, careful to not let it creak. The guest bedroom was next to the master bedroom, just at the top of the stairs. Since this hadn't been planned before, Emily hadn't brought anything to sleep in or brush her teeth with so as soon as she got inside the bedroom, she stripped down to her black lace bra with matching panties and crawled into bed. She would wait to brush her teeth until she got home in the morning. Right now she just wanted to sleep. She needed to sleep.

Her eyes closed as soon as her head hit the pillow and she could feel herself drifting further and further away to a dreamland.

Emily wasn't sure how long she had been sleeping, or if she had been sleeping at all, when the bed shifted next to her and her covers started to slide down slowly, cold air hitting her warm skin. Quickly, she reached out to pull them up again and at the same time sat up to see who was disturbing her sleep. She narrowed her eyes to try and see through the darkness.

"Will?" She wondered out loud as her eyes started to adjust to the dark.

"Yes, it's me," the man said, moving closer to Emily.

"Wh-what are you doing in my bed?" Emily asked, her eyes shifting between Will and the bedroom door, her way out if needed.

"Isn't that obvious?" Will asked, his hand going up to her cheek, brushing it lightly.

"I need you to leave. Now." Emily said as loud as she could without waking anybody, only now noticing the bare chest and to be honest she didn't dare to look down to see if he was completely naked.

"Not before I've gotten what I came for," Will said and took a hard grip on her chin, bringing his face closer to capture her lips.

Emily's eyes widened as she tried to push him away. When his tongue managed to enter her mouth, she could feel the taste of alcohol on the other man.

With one finale shove, she managed to push him away from her.

"Will, you're drunk," she decided and pulled her covers up to her chin. "You need to go back to your bed. I know this isn't something you would do so please just..."

Emily didn't get to finish that sentence as the back of a hand connected with her cheek, throwing her down on the pillow again. It didn't even take a second before he was on top of her, one hand on her throat and the other one pulling away the covers.

"No, get the fuck of me," Emily said, clawing on his hands and trying her best to kick his completely naked body off.

"Now, Emily, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice," Will said, leaning down to place a kiss on her collarbone.

"Just please, don't do this," Emily begged, hating herself for sounding so weak.

"Like you don't want this... You've given me looks all evening," he said, slowly moving his free hand down her thin body.

"Stop," Emily shrieked. "You can't do this. Your wife and daughter are on the other side of that wall."

Will smiled in a way she'd never seen before. It was full of lust and in Emily's eyes it had an inch of evil.

"All the more reason to be quiet."

Emily wanted to scream and she probably should, but something stopped her. The last thing she wanted was for JJ to find her husband like this. Forcing himself on her best friend. Maybe she could talk some sense into him. It was just the alcohol that made him come in here, right?

"You should rest," she decided to say. "The alcohol is making you..."

Will cut her off by laughing as he placed his big hand over her mouth.

"You really should be quiet now. The alcohol isn't making me do anything, babe." Will moved his other hand to her breast and traced the bra with his finger. "You see JJ just had a baby. I haven't fucked my wife in 4 months. Do you know what that does to me?" Emily didn't know if she should answer the question.

"Then you come along, teasing me... Do you feel that?"

Emily choked on a breath, feeling Will's hardened member against her thigh.

"This is what you do to me. And now you're gonna give me what I want."

Emily had been too focused on the disgusting feeling of Will's penis that she hadn't noticed that Will's hand left her breast and moved to the waistband of her panties and with one swift move, tore them of off her.

Panic set in as Will was getting closer to doing what he was there for.

"Will, no, please!" Emily almost yelled into his hand, but it only came out in muffled sounds.

"Shhh, babe, just relax and you might actually enjoy this," Will laughed at her and without further preparations, he entered her fast and hard.

Emily screamed into the hand, tears trickling down her pale cheeks. She started squirming under him, trying to get out from underneath him, but it was still useless. His right hand was still covering her mouth while his left was pushing her legs further apart as he pounded into her. With every thrust he went deeper and harder, panting quietly above Emily.

His left hand let go of her thighs and moved up to her breasts again, kneading them and playing with her nipples.

Emily shook her head to rid of the hand covering her mouth. "Please stop! It hurts, Will. Please!" Emily begged.

This time he placed the right hand on her neck, squeezing tightly, making it harder to breathe and talk. As his thrusts got harder so did his grip and now Emily couldn't get out a single word. She could feel him getting closer to his climax and just when she thought the lack of air was going to her brain, slowly making her lose consciousness, he emptied himself inside her and at the same time let go of her neck. He was panting as he fell on top of her. Emily struggled to get her breathing back to normal as the tears was clouding her vision and the pain between her legs was unbearable.

"That was great, babe," Will panted, his head resting on her chest. When she didn't say anything, he propped himself up on his hands, caressing her tearstained cheeks. "Now I need you to keep quiet about this. We wouldn't want JJ to find out that her best friend is screwing her husband."

"I didn't..." Emily started, but got cut off by Will's lips on hers.

Pulling away, he smirked at her, "Glad you see it my way," he said, sitting up on the bed.

Emily had to turn her head away, disgusted by his naked body that had been so close to hers and violated her in ways she would never have imagined.

"Sweet dreams, Emily," he said and she could hear the smirk on his voice.

Her door soon opened and closed, leaving Emily alone in the dark. She pulled the covers up to her chin, her almost naked body shaking with sobs. How did this happen? Why did Will think he could do this? She must have said something, she must have led him on. The smiles, the touches, the dress... Yes, it was all her fault and JJ would never forgive her if she found out. So Emily wouldn't tell her. This was a one time thing. It was her secret and she would keep it that way.

A/N Next chapter will be up shortly:P