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Rachel sat statue-like next to Will on the sofa. Her face was hard and emotionless, adding to the intense guilt he was feeling. It was his fault. She was doing this to save his ass, and he was letting her. How selfish can you get? Will thought, hating himself. He should've seen this coming. He had never like that kid. Granted, he'd been dating his girl, but Jesse had always been a little off.

"Where are your fathers?" he finally asked.

Rachel looked down, refusing to meet his eyes. "They're visiting my aunt. They'll be back sometime tomorrow."

Will flinched at her monotone attitude and denial of eye contact. "I'm so sorry, Rachel. I never meant for any of this to happen." he blurted out. "I'm sorry you have to do this for me, I'm sorry I'm such a bad boyfriend, I'm sorry for everything!"

Boyfriend didn't feel like the right word, but he couldn't think of what else to call himself. She looked taken aback, but at least she was meeting his gaze.

"Please don't hate me." he whispered.

At that Rachel's mouth fell open. "Hate you? I could never!"

Will stared at her in confusion. "Then why are acting so cold?"

She bit her lip. "I don't want Jesse to have me, ever. But I don't blame you for this! You risk your job, going to jail, just to be with me. I can make sacrifices, too."

Will realized what she meant. She wanted to prove what he meant to her, that it was important. He internally groaned; he thought he had made it clear to Rachel that she was worth everything he did for her. He took her face in his hands, staring into the deep brown eyes he loved so much.

"But you shouldn't have to."

She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "I should get ready."

Will grimaced and followed her up the stairs.

Will sat on Rachel's bed, waiting and silently dying. She was going to sleep with Jesse. So he wouldn't get fired. Or arrested. He didn't want that asshole within 100 miles of Rachel. Will had already slept with Rachel, sure, but it had meant something. It was because he loved her, not because he was some sick pervert like Jesse. The first time they had had sex was on their 1-month anniversary, after he had finally gotten up the guts to tell Rachel he loved her.

Will froze when she trudged back into her bedroom. A red minidress barely covered her thighs and clung to her like a second skin. The black stilettos made her tan legs look miles longer. Red lipstick covered her full lips and sparkly eye shadow was smeared across her lids. Rachel looked sexy. Really sexy. Then Will remembered who it was for.

"You're wearing that?" he cried.

Rachel nodded and began to cry. Oops.

"Rach, I'm sorry," Will murmured, pulling her into his arms. "I'm just so unhappy."

The understatement of the year. Rachel held him close.

"I know," she sobbed. "And I'm so scared, Will."

He felt a pang to his heart; Rachel was scared and there was nothing he could do. That hurt to know.

"I had to wear this," she whimpered. "He told me I had to."

There was an impatient beep outside and they both stiffened.

"Goodbye, Will." Rachel choked out.

He grabbed and her and crushed their lips together, kissing her with all the love, anguish, and passion he felt. Then he broke apart from her, glaring.

"Don't you dare say it like that." Will growled.

She nodded, kissed him again quickly and ran out the door. Will felt weak and sank to the floor. He grabbed one of her pillows to muffle his mouth, and screamed.

WxR

Jesse kissed her lips roughly, not sweetly and lovingly like Will did. He had taken her to some cheap motel called Billy's. All Rachel wanted was to run back to Will, but she knew she couldn't. She closed her eyes and hoped he would just get it over with. She wouldn't kiss him back and he was getting frustrated.

"C'mon Rach, I know you want this," he leered at her.

"Don't flatter yourself." Rachel spat.

Jesse slapped her across the face and she clutched at her burning cheek.

"Learn some respect, Rachel." he said calmly, as if they'd been having a pleasant conversation.

Fear constricted her throat. Jesse obviously wasn't afraid to hurt her. Get out of here! Her brain screamed. He pushed her onto the bed, grinning at her frightened expression.

WxR

Will sat on the front step staring intensely down the dark road. They had to be back soon. A silver car zoomed up the street and slammed to a stop in front of the house. Will shot up as he saw Rachel being shoved out the door and she fell onto her lawn.

"Bastard!" she shrieked.

He ran over as fast as possible. "Rachel! Are you alright? Did he hurt you badly?"

She bit her swollen lip. "I'm okay."

She was wincing, so without a thought Will lifted her in his arms to carry her inside. She laid her head against his chest as he carried her to the sofa. With the light, she looked ten times worse. Bruises covered her skin. Blood trickled from her mouth and from cuts on her arms. Her dress was ripped and torn, her hair a rumpled mess. He sucked in a low gasp.

"I'm going to murder that son of a-" he was shouting but Rachel shook her head.

"I'm fine, Will. Don't make him mad." Her voice was eerily serene as she tried to hold herself together for him.

Will took a deep breath. He gently picked Rachel up to set her in his lap and delicately kissed each bruise on her face while holding her tight.

"I shouldn't have let you go tonight. This is all my fault."

Rachel stiffened. "Stop saying that! It's his fault!"

He stroked her hair softly, not wanting to upset her further. "It's gonna be okay, sweetheart. I love you. We're gonna be fine."

Rachel felt safe and warm in his arms, but the memories kept rushing back. Things she desperately wanted to forget. She squeezed her eyes shut, letting another tear fall as she choked out four words that broke his heart.

"He hurt me, Will."