Authors Note: Well the first chapter might have been a bit slow. But I hope that you liked it anyway…

Chapter two

Police station – 6 Pm

Emily

'What the fuck'. I looked around the grey room and saw the whole fucking rest of them. Everyone that had been in Freddie's shed three days ago were there. What did the police want us? Had we done something wrong? The police just came and shoved me and my girlfriend out of our house and brought us here to the police station in a police car.

I sat down beside Naomi, like everyone else around a big grey table on hard chairs. I saw in the other's faces that they were as confused as I was, except for Effy with her stone face as usual. I couldn't believe how she could be so calm. She rarely showed any feelings at all… I could see Panda looking nervously and holding Thomas hand between both hers. 'Poor Panda, but when did she and Thomas get back together?' Last thing I remembered was when Panda told me that Thomas needed to think about what he had done, cheating that was. A door opened and a policeman came in and started talking.

As they started explaining what had happened I felt Naomi's hand grab mine under the table and squeeze it tight, her fingernails drilled into my palm. At the same time I saw how Effy's face went pale, and how Karen started to cry uncontrollably, her hands covering her face.

"It's not true!" Effy screamed and threw her chair back with such force that it slid across the floor and fell over, breaking the silence that had fallen across the room. Then she ran out of the room, her face buried in her hands. I couldn't believe it. I looked at Katie who sat and cried on the other side of the table.

I felt that I needed to comfort her. She was my twin after all, a piece of me. But my hand and my heart wanted to be by Naomi's side. She sat there beside me, her blue eyes deep and emotionless.

"And you believe Cook did it?" I found myself asking. I knew Cook was violent but he would never have done something like that. He loved Freddie and I knew it. As I asked the question I felt Naomi grab my hand even tighter.

The policeman looked at me with a serious face.

"We have no evidence that he killed Freddie McClair. But he did attack Dr. John Foster and beat him hard enough for Dr. Foster to fall into a coma. James Cook told us that he'd only done it in self defense because Dr. Foster wanted to kill him as well after the last mentioned admitted killing McClair. We have no evidence for this, so we are waiting for Dr. Foster to wake up. Until then James Cook is under arrest."

As I could recall he also ran from the police after that MDMA incident…

"But you have no proof Freddie is dead, he could be alive. What if the body you found wasn't his." Katie managed to get out through her sobs.

"I'm sorry madam. There were too much blood and his body has been identified by his family." And after the policeman's statement I could hear Katie burst into tears once more.

I let go of Naomi's hand and went over to the other side of the table trying to comfort Katie. She buried her face into my shoulder and wetted down my shirt. Fuck sake, I thought I was the soft one… I looked over at Naomi. She didn't show any feelings. But as I looked closely in her beautiful blue eyes I saw that she was sad, more than sad.

I had barely known Freddie. He was a mate not a friend. The few times I had tried to speak with him he had left me after a couple of minutes. And when I looked where he had gone I saw that I went after Effy… he had loved her from the start. But I believed Katie loved him as well, otherwise she wouldn't be so sad right now.

"I know this is a lot to take in, you can all go now. We'll call you in if we need to speak to you." The police man walked through the door and left us.

I tried to get myself out of Katie's grip to face her, her eyes were red and puffy. I didn't know what to say or what to do. I heard the door open again and looked up as I saw Karen walk out. But she walked through the door the policeman went through, not through the door that led out to the corridor. Where was she going? Katie sniffled again and reminded me of her. I looked down at her.

"I want to go home! Take me home Emily!" She cried out and stood up as I fumbled with my mobile phone to call dad.

"I'll be there in a bit. Right now I'm trying to fix the heat in the caravan love." I hung up and sat Katie down on a chair as I sat down beside her.

Katie didn't let me go when dad came to pick her up. Everyone else except Naomi had left, and of course Karen whom I believed still was in the other room. I tried to wriggle out of Katie's grip but she just grabbed me tighter.

"Emsy you will follow me won't you?" Katie looked up at me as I looked at Naomi.

I suspect she had waited for me, sitting quietly on her chair for the last 40 minutes. She just walked pass me and kissed me on the head, then she left. I took it as a yes, but I couldn't stop feeling that something wasn't right. But with a crying Katie in my arms I wasn't allowed to think of it any further. I walked out towards the car with Katie hanging all over me.

On the way home to Naomi – 9:30 Pm

Naomi

I kicked a stone towards the middle of the road. The night was chilly and I was tired. I walked slowly trying to think about what just had happened. I never really knew Freddie, but I knew he was Cook best friend. And Cook mattered to me so I guess Freddie mattered to me as well. I knew Cook was innocent, he loved Freddie too much.

I knew I owed Cook... he had saved me from jail by taking the responsibility for selling that fucking MDMA to that Sophia, the girl I fucked. 'No stop Naomi. Emily has forgiven me so stop thinking about that!' Anyway, I needed to think of some way to get Cook out... My eyes got heavier and I felt the longing for a warm bed, I didn't know why I sat in the police station for that long...

'I waited for Emily'. I had to remind myself that I had waited for my girlfriend. But I had known deep down that she would follow Katie back to theirs. I couldn't help feeling a bit hurt. I poured my heart out for her just a couple of days ago and I wanted her to tell me that she was mine that everything was going to be fine. I wanted Emily to hold me and kiss me, and I wanted to snuggle up beside her. But Katie needed her, and Emily wanted to be with Katie right now. And whatever Emily wanted was fine for me. I just hoped she would come back tonight...

"Hey you! You shouldn't be out this late beautiful." A man in his late thirty's walked towards me leaving two other men he probably knew by an entrance to a pub. He came and put an arm around me.

I could smell alcohol from his breath as he spoke. He had brown hair and looked quite attractive for his age. I noticed that he wore an expensive jacket, 'So he was rich?' He started to run his hand across my back and down towards my arse.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I threw his arm of me and started quickly to walk away. I felt my heart pounding as I got scared. He grabbed my arm and threw me back against the road. I felt a tremendous pain in the back of my head. I suspected I had hit the asphalt with the back of my head. I sat up and looked down and saw blood on the road where my head had been. I quickly got up and looked around, probably too fast because everything went blurry and it felt as I was about to lose my balance.

When everything went clear again I realized that I was almost surrounded by 3 men. The man that had thrown me back and the other two he had spoken to when I passed him before. They all came closer. In panic I hit the closest one right over the face. I didn't know where I had hit him because I had just closed my eyes as I punched. In retrospect, I remembered what Cook had taught me; never strike someone with closed eyes. But the man I had aimed for wobbled back a few steps, so I must have hit him somewhere in the face...

"Cheeky hey? I like it." He said as he rubbed his chin. I saw that he was red where my fist had hit him. 'Jesus, I hit him!'

I turned around and started to run. I didn't see where I ran, but I ran as fast as I could, ran away as they shouted after me. When I couldn't hear their voices anymore I stopped. My head pounded and when I touched the back of my head my hand became all bloody.

I looked around realising I had run in the wrong direction... I had to turn back. 'No I didn't want to go back and pass them again'. So I started to walk, taking a long way around to get back home.

As I walked I felt my head pounding. I got dizzy and my eyes couldn't focus. And when I was almost home… it all went black…

Somewhere in Bristol – 11:56 Pm

Effy

It was almost midnight, I had walked for hours. I didn't know where I was heading. I felt too sad to think, my heart felt as if it was going to explode. I walked around, crying with my arms wrapped around me. I knew I would catch a cold. Leggings and a shirt just won't do the chilly nights in Bristol.

'Fuck you Foster! I never want to see you again'. I couldn't believe that Freddie was dead because of him, I had trusted John, I thought he made me better... And now Freddie was dead just because Freddie had cared for me. It was I all my fault.

I remembered the day Freddie came running towards me. It was the day I was out on the raft and he had been swimming towards me, embracing me and telling me he loved me. He had kissed me soft, with passion. No one had ever kissed me like that. That was the happiest day of my life. I loved him back, of course I did, but I was a fucking coward. I was so afraid of committing myself to someone that I had pushed him away. If I only would have been brave enough maybe our time together would have been longer and not only in a mental health department.

But it was all too late. I would never get to see him again. Never kiss him and never tell him how much I loved him. I still love him, I think I always will. Sometimes I wondered what would have happened if I never fucked Cook. I had only fucked Cook because he was just a fuck with no feelings involved, just a mindless fuck. If that never had happened would Freddie and I still be together?

'Fucking hell Effy, it's no use thinking of that. It's all over…'

I looked around and realized I had ended up somewhere outside town. I saw a bench and sat down. It smelled vomit and alcohol. But I didn't care, I was too tired. I lay down and tried to fall asleep. I won't go back home for a while, I need some time alone...

In the Fitch caravan- earlier

Katie

I couldn't stop crying. I didn't want to let go of Emily. This afternoon had broken my world. I didn't want to believe that Freddie was dead. I knew I had only been a fuck for him, he never loved me. He had loved Effy all the time. I hated Effy Stonem! I loved Freddie, probably the only one I ever loved. But he didn't love me back. 'Fuck you Effy, you hit me with a rock and stole my boyfriend! Don't I deserve love?'

I had fucked al lot of guys. Most of them were just mindless sex. But Freddie was different. I don't know why. When I had been with him I had felt special, I guess that it had been love for me...

I felt how Emily tried to get out of my grasp. She stood up and walked into the caravan, leaving me alone outside on the small stairs.

"I'll get you some water!" I heard Emily shout out of the caravan.

Then she came out with a glass and sat down beside me. I took the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then I leaned my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. I loved that Emily was here with me and not with Naomi. Although I accepted their love I couldn't stop being jealous, now even more than before. I didn't have Freddie but they had each other...

"You will stay here with me Ems?" I asked and looked up at her.

She didn't answer but she shook her head.

"No, I need to get back to Naomi. But I will stay until you fall asleep." She said after a while.

Okay I would always come second. Naomi would always be more to Emily then I would ever be. 'That bitch!' I deserved Emily more than her, Emily was my sister. I grabbed Emily even tighter and held her. But she wriggled out of my grasp and faced me.

"I love you you know." She said.

"I know... but I want you to stay with me."

"I will stay, I promise."

She led me back inside. Oh how I hated to live in this small dumpster to caravan. I just hope that dad had fixed the heat. I won't go to sleep if I'm freezing cold. Last week the heat went off and every night felt like sleeping in an igloo.

Mum and dad weren't around. I didn't know where they were... James on the other hand slept on in the little bed above the small double bed where mum and dad slept.

As we got into the caravan I looked at the thing I was suppose to sleep on called bed. I just wished that Dad would get a real job and get us a real house. I crawled under the quilt and snuggled into Emily's side as she sat on the bedside. She stroked my hair as I fell asleep. 'When did she get so grown up?' But she will always be my little twin sister.

Emily

It didn't take long for Katie to fall asleep. As I stroked her over her dark-haired head I realized how much easier it must be for others to tell us apart when we didn't have the same hair color anymore. I got kind of glad when she dyed her hair a year ago. For once I got to be my own person.

It had been a long process of building up enough confidence to break free from Katie. And my mum hadn't been a lot of help. I knew she would always prefer Katie and only accepted me if was like her. Now I felt like I had my own life, but my mom could still not accept that I wasn't Katie.

I needed to get back to Naomi. I needed to see if she was alright. She probably was, but I didn't want her to think that I had forgotten her. I wiggled out of Katie's grip, went up, and left her. As I stepped outside the caravan and closed the door and turned around I saw my mum. 'Fuck!'

"Emily you are home, why?" She asked crossing her arms, staring me down.

"No reason, Katie was upset and now I need to get back to Naomi."

I didn't wait for an answer. Jenna had never accepted that Naomi and I were couple. So I just walked past her without looking at her.

"But Emily, are you going to leave if Katie needs you?"

"She's asleep."

"But pleas Emily stay here tonight, don't go back to Naomi."

I knew what she was hoping for. She wanted me to turn around and stay and tell her I'd rather be here with my fucked up family than be with Naomi. But that would never happen...

"Fuck off!" I snorted at her as I went past.

"Emily... she's no good for you. You don't love her, I know that!"

I just left walking back towards Naomi's house. I hadn't had time to think about what had happened at the police station earlier that evening. I had spent the whole night in Katie's grasp. I knew she loved Freddie. I just couldn't understand why, he just shagged her to get over Effy. That clearly hadn't worked for him. So I knew Katie needed me. But she was asleep so I used the opportunity to get back to Naomi.

I looked up in the dark night sky and saw the stars. It reminded me of the time I spent whit Naomi by the lake around one and a half year ago. It was the first time we ever made love. I knew how happy I felt at that time. I thought that from that moment on it was going be us together. But no, she wasn't brave enough. But at the Love Ball one year ago she had finally stepped up and showed that the she loved me back. That night by the lake the stars shined, just like this night. It reminded me of Naomi, my beautiful Naomi. But so much had happened tonight that it was hard to believe that that night by the lake was nothing more than a dream.

As I got back to the house it was empty. I couldn't find Naomi, I couldn't find her anywhere. Not in the bed, on the loo, in the kitchen and not in the living room. I felt the panic start rising as I walked into the back yard. No, no Naomi...

Where could she have gone? She hadn't told me anything...

'Okay maybe I'm worrying too much…she might just have gone somewhere else tonight… but where?'

Authors Note: Now the story is picking up speed… Will Emily find Naomi?