Emma's POV
I woke up the next morning to a hammering sound coming from downstairs. I opened my eyes slowly before the unusual noise was identified in my mind- someone was pounding on the door downstairs. I wasted no time I jumped out of bed grabbing my dressing gown as I went and ran downstairs. That was when I saw Ted (my adoptive father and my actual grandfather) was leaning against the door threatening to call the police whilst the voice on the other side which I now identified as Thayer cried out 'let me in'. I immediately took control of the situation 'Dad' I started 'if you're not going to let him in can you at least let me out? He sounds like he wants to talk to me' I reasoned
'I thought I forbid both you and Laurel to talk to him' Mr Mercer spat 'He is a bad influence on both of you' Before he could finish his lecture I smoothly cut in using Emma logic 'But he has already woken me up with his hammering and he won't stop or go away until he has spoken to me… so unless you want two grumpy daughters and a grumpy wife to deal with I suggest you move out the way and let me speak to him.' I adopted a Sutton like pose complete with all the attitude I could muster and probably about only half as much as Sutton had in her. I waited impatiently for a few minutes before with a defeated sigh Mr Mercer stepped aside and then walked to the kitchen muttering something about needing a cup of tea. I quickly wrenched open the door to an exhausted and very worried looking Thayer. 'There is something that I need to tell you' He blurted 'But first you need to sit down' He hurriedly added. 'What is it…Thayer?' I asked his odd behaviour was giving me the creeps and it was really starting to scare me. 'Just sit… please' he begged me with his eyes to comply- I eased myself onto the steps. After a few seconds he awkwardly sat beside me and finally started talking. 'I am probably not the best person to tell you this…But I care about you Sutton and that is why you need to be the first to know' He paused for a moment as if forcing himself to go on. 'I was questioned by the police today…concerning a murder' He stopped and looked at me – my blood went cold - they knew that Sutton was dead they must have found her body I started to jump to different conclusions as to why they came to Thayer first until he continued-I was only half listening but my ears pricked up when I heard him say 'Ethan'. 'What?' I asked 'I'm sorry' he replied it was obvious he didn't know where to look. 'No, What did you say about Ethan?' I queried urgently. Thayer sighed 'He was found dead this morning'. Emma felt chills go through her body and she started trembling uncontrollably suddenly the world seemed to be in slow motion 'No' I managed to say my voice quavering uncontrollably 'He can't be… I must be dreaming' I reasoned. Thayer looked at me with both concern and sympathy mixed into his expression 'I'm sorry' he repeated. The world seemed to be spinning around fast I managed to climb up the stairs somehow before I collapsed on my bed racked with sobs.
I stayed there for a long time - for around a week I stayed in my bed. I was no longer hungry or thirsty but I would drink and eat to ease my family's concern but only with half a mind I drifted through that dreadful week.
