thirty five

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smut warning- dont mind my wm on that, it was for my insta LMAO
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Emily called your name, as you walked out of her house. You got into the car, with tears down your face. You were hyperventilating, and Charisma was looking at you.

"Y/N, what's wrong?" She asked you. You shook your head, and looked up at her.

"Drive. Anywhere.. But here.." You said crying. She nodded, and left. She took you to her house, you didn't really want to see Hotch but you also didn't care at this point.

She got you out of the car, and she kept her hand on your back. She walked you inside, and sat you on the couch.

"Y/N, what the hell? What's wrong?" Hotch asked. You wiped your tears, and looked up at him.

"JJ and Emily are fucking." You said. His jaw dropped, and Charisma's did too. She pulled you into a hug, and you cried in her arms.

"Charisma, i need to stay by you. I don't want to start drinking again." You said. She nodded. A few minutes later, you stopped crying.

"I'll be back, i promise you i won't drink but i need to go think. Thank you, Charisma." You said. She nodded.

"Of course, be careful, Y/N." She said. You nodded, and walked outside.

To be the petty bitch you were, you decided to sleep with people. You went to the strip club, and slept with many people. Women, and men. You didn't care.

A week has passed, and you were still sleeping with people. You and Emily hadn't said a word to each other, and Hotch didn't say anything.

While you were sleeping with people, you recorded it. Mainly because you were petty, and you wanted to send them to Emily but you didn't. You just kept them for fun.

You walked into work a week later, you were still angry with Emily and JJ, so you didn't speak to either one of them. You knew the team was curious about what happened.

You walked into the bau room, and you sat down at the table. You had a case. Garcia walked in after everyone else.

"Y/N, why aren't you and Emily speaking?" Garcia asked. You smirked.

"Haven't you heard? Emily and 'my sister' are fucking." You said. Her mouth dropped, along with everyone else's.

"Oh.. So that explains the videos..?" She asked.

"What videos?" Derek asked. You looked at him.

The realization hit you, "Well yeah Garcia, which ones? The one with the men, the women, or the threesomes? You have to be more specific." You said.

"Um.. Let's get started." Hotch said breaking the silence. You could see Emily staring at you, she looked pissed. You smirked. She gave you the, 'i'm going to fucking kill you.' look.

You looked back at Garcia who was explaining the case. After it was done, you grabbed your case files and you were about to leave as Emily grabbed your wrist.

"What the hell was that?!" She asked. You smirked.

"What the hell was what? Shut up, Emily." You pulled your wrist back, and walked out of the room like the bad bitch you are.

The day has passed, and you were at nothing. Hotch was giving everyone a room, but noticed they were short with rooms.

"Looks like we'll have to share. Rossi you're with me, Derek and Spencer, Blake and JJ, and Emily and Y/N." Hotch said.

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