A few moths later, Mitchie was at her house looking through her mother's papers. Shane was coming to pick her up in an hour. While looking through the papers, she found a birth certificate, it wasn't hers. It read:
SEX: Male
DATE: August 15th
TIME: 12:06 a.m.
PARENTS: Connie and Steve Torres
NAME: Shane Adam
Mitchie gasped. Shane was her brother. Her twin. She hid the paper in her bag. After Shane picked her up, she found Denise in the kitchen.
"Denise, could I talk to you? I found something at my house." Mitchie said.
"Sure." Denise said.
Mitchie pulled the certificate out of her bag.
"I found a birth certificate in my mom's papers and it's not mine." Mitchie said.
"I know. We adopted Shane the day after you were born. Your mother and father were our best friends I couldn't have a baby and your mother was willing to give up her son for me. That's why I was so happy to let you live with us." Denise said.
"Oh. I have a problem then. I'm falling in love with Shane. I don't want to think of him as my brother."
"Mitchie, he's your brother, but you don't know him as your brother. We are okay with you loving him, because I think that he loves you, too. Do you want to tell him?"
"I think it a fair. I'll tell him. He'll understand more from me."
Denise nodded and Mitchie went up to Shane's room. He was asleep on his bed. She sat down next to him and smoothed the hair around his face. He leaned into her hand. She leaned down and gently kissed him.
Shane opened his eyes and deepened the kiss. Mitchie climbed on him. Shane hugged her and lifted her shirt.
"Shane… wait. I have to tell you something." Mitchie gasped.
Shane breathed deeply.
"Okay." He said.
"I found something you should see." Mitchie said, grabbing the certificate.
"What's this?" Shane asked, sitting up with her in his lap.
"Your birth certificate."
"Why was it at your house?"
"Because you, Shane Adam gray, are my twin brother."
"Oh. Why didn't you tell me? We shouldn't have kissed. That was wrong. You're my freakin sister."
"Shane, I didn't know. You're mom just told me everything."
"So my parents came up with this lie. That's great, Mitchie, you're siding with my parents. You lost yours so you want mine. Well guess what you aren't my sister, not now or ever. Get out of my room!" Shane yelled.
Mitchie ran out of the room and into hers. She slammed the door. Denise ran upstairs and knocked on Shane's door.
"Shane, can I come in?" Denise asked.
The door opened. Shane walked back to his bed. She sat next to him.
"I guess Mitchie told you." Denise started.
"I can't believe she would lie to me. I knew she couldn't love me. She made up some fake birth certificate and a lie." Shane said.
"Shane, sweetie, it's not a lie. Mitchie is your twin sister. I couldn't have a baby, so Connie, your mother, gave you to me. Paul and I adopted you. Like I told Mitchie, you haven't grown up with her as a sister and shouldn't think of her as a sister. I know for a fact Mitchie loves you."
"Mom, I don't know if I can just think of her as a girlfriend. I'll think of her as my sister."
"Do you love her? I mean like a girlfriend. Just forget about her being your sister."
"Yes mom, I love her with all my heart. I was going to tell her today. Man, I need to apologize to her."
"No. Not today. Let her be. What did you say to her?"
"That she was lying to me. She came up with this lie since her parents died. She was trying to take mine."
"Shane, that was a low blow. She's not trying to take us."
"I'll talk to her tomorrow."