Disclaimer in first chapter.
"So wait a second," Layla said as she and Emily started walking up the driveway to the Quartermaine mansion. "Let me get this straight, Sonny is married to Jason's ex-girlfriend and Jason is married to Sonny's ex-girlfriend. Do I have that right?"
"Pretty much," Emily responded.
"And Jason and Sonny are still best friends…right?"
"Yup," she answered and then started looking around and noticed all of the cars and lemo's in the driveway. "They must be having a party or something."
The two girls continued walking until they got to the door and Emily stopped dead in her tracks, she didn't know if she was supposed to knock before she went in or if she should just walk in and tell Monica and Alan what she knew. Even if she did walk in it was obvious that there were other people there, she couldn't very well start this argument in front of a house full of guest…could she?
"You should just do it," Layla said putting all of Emily's fears to rest. "I mean everyone is going to find out eventually and why shouldn't they hear it from you? Either way standing here staring at the door isn't going to get anything done."
Emily stood there for a couple more seconds before finally getting her fear under control and regaining the courage she had spent the last couple of days trying to build up. After she was sure she could handle whatever she found she turn the handle and pushed the door open, only to be faced with the one thing she hadn't prepared herself for, Luis Alcazar. She had found some pictures of him in the newspaper when she got back into town, she didn't want to run into him and have no idea who he was.
"Get out of this house," she heard Monica yelling and realized that everyone, except him had their backs turned to her. When she looked into his eyes she could almost immediately the recognition there. For the past couple have days she was so happy that she looked like her mother–that she could see something that they shared whenever she looked in the mirror–now she was cursing that fact.
"You look exactly like your mother," Alcazar said with his eyes locked onto Emily's and that was when everyone turned around to look at her. Jason's face was the first to register in her mind, she wondered what he would think of her now, would he still consider her a sister. Before she got a chance to really delve into that thought she notices all of he other people in the room and now she was utterly confused. It looked like everyone in town was there…what in the world was going on.
Jason heard Monica gasp behind him and he turned around to look at her, she was completely and utterly terrified. He didn't remember ever seeing her that scared…hell there was a time he didn't remember her at all, but since then he'd never seen this look on her face. He tried to follow her eyes to what she was looking at, but they didn't stay still. She was looking from Alcazar to Emily and back, no one said anything which he was very grateful for because it gave him time to really think about what had just been said. What Alcazar had just said, "You look exactly like your mother." That didn't make any sense to him, considering that fact that Monica wasn't Emily's mother and they really didn't look alike. So why would he say that.
"I guess you would know," Emily said and then started walking toward him with courage that she didn't really feel at the time. "That I look like my mother, I mean. I guess you would know that considering…considering…"
"He's your father," Jason interrupted.
"Oh my…you're her," Brenda said studying Emily.
"Get out of my house," Monica said again this time much more self-assured. There was no way in hell she was going to let this situation escalate further that it already had.
Everyone seemed stunned at the turn of events that night, but Alexis and Ned were the first to take the cue to leave, followed by Jax and Skye and then even Alcazar. Leaving Monica and Emily staring each other down and Jason, Layla, Edward and Alan watching. They had just been standing waiting for everyone to leave. Finally Emily broke the silence.
"I thought I could do this," she said as she slowly started backing herself to the door. "I thought I could come here and be mad at you, but I'm not. Not really, mostly I'm just confused. And I'm just coming to terms with something I've known since this whole thing started, I'm not ready to be in this house yet." She then turned to Jason with pleading eyes and before she even had a chance to say anything he had her out the door and sitting in the lemo that already held Carly, Brenda and Sonny.
They all sat there for about five minutes, everyone shocked and just staring. Although Layla was mostly staring at Sonny, which didn't go, unnoticed by Carly.
"Who are you?" she asked in a way that wasn't at all nice and when Layla smiled at her she got even more annoyed.
"She's my physical therapist," Emily said trying to stop the fight the she knew was going to be started, because neither of women were the type to back down.
"That's great what is she doing here and why is she staring at my husband."
Sonny shot Carly a warning glance, but it was too late because she had already decide that she wasn't going to let this little girl sit there gaping at her man like a fish.
"I here as support for Emily," Layla said and then looked over at the person she had just mentioned with mischievous eyes, she figured if she was gonna do this she might as well do it now. Get it over with so that could explain both situations in one clean swoop. "And I'm staring at your husband because he is my brother."
Sorry this one was so short the next chapter will be longer.