The next day, Dan called me only to let me know that Travis had been arrested for sexual assault. His new sister like he likes to call them didn't appreciate the fact that he entered into her shower. Apparently, he wasn't expecting her to be a kickboxing champion. Well, finally some good news, at least for me. I slept in my own bedroom tonight, with a new window. I haven't opened him yet, and I'm not sure I'll open it anytime soon. I think I'll keep it closed for a while, on lock…

We haven't seen Sutton all morning. I was searching around the house for my sketchbook. Laurel and Ethan didn't remember if they saw him while cleaning up my room so I figured I had left him somewhere else. I was looking around in the living room, moving the pillows away, looking underneath the sofa.

"Sutton?" Kristen said. I was wearing something that Sutton had given to me, claiming these shorts and shirt weren't in her colors.

"Wrong name…" I said looking underneath the sofa, and wondering how Kristen managed to keep it that clean.

"I sorry Emma. I was hoping to see Sutton. Have you seen her?" I stood up and watched her, putting me hair behind my ears.

"It's okay, we kind of look alike don't you think?" I said joking. After all, if I can't laugh about being a twin, who can? "But, no. I haven't seen her. She's probably at Thayer's."

"Probably… What were you doing down there?"

"I'm looking for my sketchbook. Have you seen him?" Not that I wanted to draw something down, but I wanted to yesterday and I couldn't find it then, so now all I wanted to do was find it.

"I can't remember seeing him, but since you don't like us to look in it I have to admit I try not to see it. If I did, I would want to look inside."

"It's not that I don't want you to look inside, it's just that that sketchbook is like my dairy, and I wouldn't want anyone to see what's on my mind. "

"I know, and I'll help you find it. We'll be faster that way."

"Thank you." And so we search together.

We search everywhere. Absolutely everywhere, but we couldn't find anything.

"I have no idea of where it can be. We looked everywhere." Kristen said letting herself fall in the sofa.

"I can't believe I lost it."

"Did you take it out of the house?" She asked me? I served us each a glass of water and took a seat in front of her.

"Never. I always keep it in my bedroom, or at least always putt it back there afterwards." I'm not the kind of girl that keeps her diary in her bag and take it to school with her. After all, if you do not want anyone to find it, don't take it with you at school. That's the safest thing you can do. I could hear a car parking in front of the house and thought it would be Laurel. But I was surprised to see Sutton walk in and storm towards Kristen and me. She was holding a book in her hand, which was even more surprising than the fact that she actually was home with us for a change. I've never seen Sutton read anything.

"Oh Sutton, you're home! We were wondering where you were!" Kristen said smiling at her t-daughter. None of us had spent more than ten minutes with her for days.

"Can you explain this?!" She said, yelling and throwing the book at her mom. I had never seen her that mad. Kristen looked at the book and her face changed instantly. What the hell was happening?

"Where did you found it?"

"So it is yours!" Kristen stood up and walked towards Sutton, but she went backwards, not wanting Kristen to get closer to her.

"Sutton, let me explain!" Kristen tried. I was wondering if I should silently walk out of the room or try to hide in the sofa. I figured the first option would be better.

"Explain what? That you didn't want me in the first place? That you wanted to give me up?! I'm sure that you wouldn't even have that thought if it had been her!" Sutton said yelling louder and louder and pointing at me.

"Sutton, try to understand. Your dad was always working and I was alone with a baby I hadn't even asked for. We had just started talking about adopting and your dad had already brought you home. I was tired and upset and I felt alone. I was just writing it down, I never really thought about doing it." Kristen wanted to put Sutton back for adoption?!

"How am I supposed to believe anything you're saying right now? You didn't want me! Well congratulations, you've got the better one now. I hope you're going to love Emma more than you loved me." Sutton said, before storming out of the house back to her car. Kristen started to cry as I still stood there, in the living room. Unsure of what I should do. I am supposed to run after Sutton and ask her what is going on? Or should I take Kristen into my arms and trying to make her feel les miserable. The sounds of a car driving away gave me no other choice. I took Kristen into my arms and let her cry her soul out.

Kristen told me everything. She had been trying to have kids for months with Ted and for some reason couldn't. When Ted brought a baby home, she was alone and depressed, and not ready for a baby. Ted was working day and night and she was feeling worse every single day. She thought about giving the baby away, but she couldn't. Even depressed and lonely she loved that little bundle of joy. She had written it down in a diary she was keeping back then, when she felt at her worse. She completely forgets about the diary when moving here and had no idea how Sutton found it. When she finished her story I told her to go take a nap and that I would cook. Laurel came home right after Kristen fell asleep and I told her. I trusted Laurel to keep it for her and I needed to say it out loud.

"I can't believe Sutton did that to her."

"I think something is wrong with Sutton. She doesn't make jokes about me anymore, or try to flirt with Ethan, or spend time with her boyfriend or friends anymore. Nobody knows where she spends her day."

"I know, she's been acting weird. She didn't even bother complaining about me this week."

"You know what, let's not worry about that right now. Why don't you go get my laptop in my bedroom so I can put on some good music while we finish cooking?" I asked her. I could get my laptop by myself, but my hands where dirty thanks to the marinade I was making.

"Sure. I'll be right back sis." She said. One minute later, she was back with my laptop. "Why have you took that picture of you, Sutton and dad from you're wall? I thought you liked it?" She said as she putted my laptop on the table and turned it on.

"I didn't take it from my wall." Why would I take it off? For a girl who didn't have family picture before her 17, taking them of the wall is not even a possibility.

"I swear. It's not on it anymore."

"What? Let me go check." Drying my hands I walked to my bedroom, followed by Laurel. On the wall, next to my door, where hanging 3 photos. One of the entire family (me being a part of it), one of Laurel and I. And one of Sutton and I. There was indeed a picture missing. I was looking on the floor but we had cleaned up my entire bedroom and we would have found it.

"Told you it wasn't there."

"Do you think someone took it?" I said, thinking about anyone living under this roof.

"There is a rule in this family, do not touch someone else's stuff without asking him first." Well, now there were officially two things missing.

"In that case I have to call dad, and afterwards Dan." Laurel went back to the kitchen while I made my calls. Ted hadn't touch it and told me to immediately call the police to let them know. He didn't have to tell me that. Dan Whitehorse asked me every single detail about the picture and my sketchbook. The color, of the book and frame, the persons in the picture, … Why would someone steal that? What's it worth for anyone else but me? For me it's worth a lot, but really, who would care about a picture and a sketchbook? I'm not famous, so my sketches aren't worth anything. Kristen staid in her bedroom and pretended to be asleep as we brought her dinner. Ted came home and we ate dinner only the 3 of us. It was weird, Ted wasn't saying much and Laurel and I had to do all the speaking. I was surprised to hear that Rebecca had heard her sing and had offered her some hours in an actually studio to record her. She had even introduced her to a group who was searching for a female lead-singer.

"They are really great. We're going to see if we can make it work out. They're organizing a mini-concert in somewhere in town." She was testing the ground, seeing if she could go.

"Really? And are we invited? I'd love to see you sing."

"Of course, you can all come, if you sit somewhere on the background and don't start to yell my name and tell everyone I'm related to you." She said.

"I get it, sit and be quit." Ted said zipping his mouth. "What's that?" Ted said pointing out a bracelet on Laurel's arm. It was a pretty old looking bracelet. I hadn't seen it before. But, since I've been here for a couple of months, I had no idea if he was new or not. "Is it new?"

"Not really new new, I found it in a vintage shop in town." Oh oh, I know Laurel well enough to notice if she's lying. Why would she lie about a bracelet? Laurel is not a liar.

"Really? It's pretty." Ted said looking at it with a weird look on his face. I quickly finished my plate and put it in the sink.

"We cooked, so no dishes for us!" I said smiling like if everything was normal in a normal world. "So, I'm going at the club… I'm meeting Mads there." I said.

"Is Ethan working tonight?" Of course Ted asks that.

"I can go at the club even if he isn't working."

"Yes dad, it's not the first time Emma goes there. Forgotten all the times she played tennis there? And she went there before she was with him…" Laurel said happy we're not talking about her anymore. "Talking about the club. Can you give me a ride? I' m meeting Justin there."

"Fine, apparently all my daughters rather spend time with their boyfriends than with their old dad. I'll stay here, alone, waiting for my daughters to come back home and wanting to spend some time with me." He said looking sad.

"Excellent plan, dad." I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Ooh, isn't that cute. Well, before we go, I'm going to put something better on." Laurel said and run towards her bedroom.

"Emma, can I ask you something?" Laurel started while I was driving to the club. I turned the music down so I could hear her.

"Anything."

"Have you and Ethan, ever, you know…?" Ever what?

"Slept together?" Is that what she means? What else could she mean?

"Exactly."

"Like I told you already. I haven't done anything with anyone."

"Why?" Really? Why are we going down that road? "After all, Sutton probably did it with all her boyfriends." And knowing that my current boyfriend was her ex-boyfriend just makes this conversation weirder.

"You know why."

"No I don't. Maybe because of your trust issues…" Trust issues? So now I have trust issues? "Forget I even said that."

"Not sure I'll. But, no that's not why… I didn't even know I had those." And I don't think I have. "But I've never been with a guy and just thought that he was the one. And I don't want to do it just with anyone. And especially not to just get over with it. I want it to be with a special someone."

"And Ethan isn't special enough?"

"It's not that he isn't special. It's more that I want to wait." I know he is with me for me, and not because of my resemblance with Sutton. But still, waiting some more time isn't going to be a bad thing. "Wait until I'm 100% sure I'm in love."

"And you can't tell right now if you're in live with him?"

"Unlike you, I never had a good model of what love should be. The closest feeling I had of love was when I saw a burger in my plate." I joked.

"I love Justin."

"And you think you're ready?" I'm not going to tell her she shouldn't do it. It's not mine to decide.

"Absolutely." I'm sure it's a great feeling, to love someone that much you're certain of your choice. "What? You're not trying to tell me it's a bad idea?"

"I'm your friend, not your parent. I could tell you to wait, till you're a bit older, but you've set your mind."

"Technically, you're my sister."

"That's what I meant." And I did, it just came out wrong. I feel closer to Laurel than I feel to Sutton, and Sutton really is my sister.

"I'm going to do it. Tomorrow, I'm going to his house, meet his parent's and then hope everything will fall into place."

"I hope everything is going to be just like you expects it to, but you know, don't expect fireworks…" We were silent for a while, just driving and enjoying the wind in our hair. We we're almost at the club when suddenly, she completely changed the subject.

"Do you miss your live? You know, the one you had before us?"

"What? Only one thing, Lexi. But nothing else."

"Good."

I hope you'll like this chapter. It's a bit longer than the previous ones. If you read it, don't forget to leave a review!