She didn't know what she was supposed to do, she wasn't sure how she was supposed to react. Everything around her seemed like it was falling apart, all of her secrets were out, everyone knew what she was hiding, they all knew what she held in the deepest darkest part of herself. She tried her best to hide herself from there glances, Ella sitting closely beside her, her hand squeezing her shoulder tightly the younger girls anger finally disappearing, Tori holding her knees to her chest as her head leaned against the wall opposite of the girls, Jess having abandoned the trial after Emma's countless confessions, Miranda locking herself in the bathroom causing an enormous line to form throughout the hallway dozens of furious women desperate to get into the restroom.

"You need to say something" Ella pleaded her sad eyes meeting Emma's "I know I freaked out on you and I'm really sorry, I just didn't expect any of that…" She explained once again taking in all the information Emma had recently spilled "I mean you and Connor" She said making a disgusted face "No offense but that's fucking gross, but Miranda's going to forgive you she has to. She dated your cousin for god sakes" Ella rubbed Emma's back comforting her older sister as she heard the faint sound of her cries tears once again streaming down her face "The whole half-brother thing, you probably should have told her that"

"I know" She mumbled holding her head in her hands her emerald green eyes drowning in tears her voice shaky and raspy "I should have told her right when I found out about it"

"Em?" Ella questioned slowly bringing her finger to Emma's chin forcing her older sister to meet her eyes "Whose?"

"Dad's" She answered immediately reading her younger sister's mind "Him and someone named Jackie he swears it was when him and Mom had broken up, but"

"Does she know?" Ella interrupted moving her hands to her lap playing with her fingers nervously anticipating the answer

She couldn't bare to give any more bad news, her voice betrayed her abandoning her body just as she tried to speak. She shook her head giving Ella the answer she obviously didn't want to hear, the younger girl instantly climbing to her feet pacing nervously down the hallway.

"Ella you have to understand, I wanted to tell her.."

"A whole fucking summer" Ella said to herself resting her head in her hand as she leaned against the wall feeling her feet slide from underneath her as she slid onto the cool ground pulling her knees into her chest "You knew for a whole fucking summer and you didn't tell mom, do you know how much this is gonna hurt her when she finds out?"

"I know"

"I don't think you do" Ella whined angrily giving Emma a death stare as Emma walked closer to her "If you did you would have told her, you would have talked to her"

"El" Emma begged reaching out to grasp her sister's hand

"Don't fucking touch me! I'm so over all of your bullshit, you complain about all of your drama but Emma!" Ella screamed her voice cracking the louder she yelled "If you haven't noticed you create all of it, the drama with Miranda last year. Your fault" She observed getting to her feet pointing a harsh finger at Emma "The drama with Noah. Your fault. The drama with Ty" She paused for a moment silently deciding whether or not to open that wound "Your fault"

'Stop crying. Wipe off your tears and go face her, make her see that she means nothing to you anymore' She said to herself freeing her cheeks of her tears tucking her blonde hair behind her ears observing the scars on her face momentarily. 'Fuck me, fuck my life' She whined leaning her head against the bathroom wall 'Fuck Rosewood! Fuck Emma! Fuck fucking Seth!'

"Fuck the world!" She spoke out loud for the first time reaching into her pocket to grasp her phone quickly unlocking it "Hey JT" She greeted in a monotone voice closing her eyes as her head began pounding from the excruciating headache

"Greetings Miranda Bree" He grinned into the phone ruffling his dirty blonde hair as he stared at his reflection in the mirror

"I told you not to call me that" She said giving a light chuckle "How's it going?" She asked awkwardly not knowing how to begin this conversation

"Nope" He answered rapidly "Were not talking about me, were talking about you. Why did you call me?"

She paced across the deserted bathroom holding her hand firmly to her ear "I needed to talk to someone, I think I'm gonna relapse"

He was silent as he strutted back towards his bedroom jumping onto his bed racking his brain desperate to find his words "Why?" He settled on quickly regretting it, the word not being the best choice not covering everything he was feeling at that moment

"Cause this fucking trial is messing with my head, Emma apparently slept with Connor and if that isn't bad enough she's also related to Seth!" Miranda vented running her fingers through her hair nervously

"Why do you care? If it was so easy for Emma to keep these things from you why do you continue to care?"

"I can't just drop her, she's…she's…"

"Exactly" He interrupted a sense of triumph in his voice "You can't even call her your best friend anymore, when we meet in Philly all you could talk about was getting better so you could get your friendship with Emma back, all you talked about was getting better so you could be your old self again. But if Emma is one of your triggers you need to let her go"

"Why the hell do you have to be so god damn smart, that's shit, that's fucking shit!" Miranda groaned gripping the handle to the bathroom door pausing before exiting not sure if she was ready to face everyone on the other side

"I didn't think it was humanely possible to use that many curses in one sentences, Miranda Bree you always surpass my expectations don't you"

"Whatever" Miranda giggled "I have to go, the trial's gonna be starting up again in a few minutes, but thanks for talking to me"

"Sick of talking to me already?" He asked sadly adjusting his position in his bed so that he was sitting up his head leaning comfortably against the headboard "I have to admit I'm heartbroken. I thought we had something special Miranda Bree"

"Hate to burst your bubble Romeo but I'm already in love with someone. And that someone happens to be a girl so you're out of luck"

"Don't be that way baby" he joked "I thought you loved me…don't you know this is killing me"

She held back her laughter a result of the older boys attempt at humor "I really need to go JT, but I promise I'll call you back love"

"I knew you loved me, you cannot deny it any longer!" He shouted loudly causing someone in the room next to him to demand him to shut up "I knew you loved me Miranda Bree, I'm irresistible"

"Keep telling yourself that stud muffin, but I really should go"

"Abandon me whatever" He chuckled faking tears "How will I ever get through the rest of the day? How will I survive without my Miranda Bree?"

"Knock it off with the first name middle name" Miranda begged desperate to hold back her giggles "I mean who do you think you are? Augustus Waters?"

"Seriously? You're pulling The Fault In Our Stars into this conversation, as if I wasn't emotional enough"

"I'm hanging up now" Miranda stated pulling open the bathroom door as she hung up the phone her eyes immediately darting towards Emma who sat alone in the hallway Ella obviously abandoning her sister after her previous confessions. Tori was still there, thank god for that, just seeing her made her feel better just knowing that Tori still cared about her made her heart swoon. She watched Tori intently gazing at the brunette amazingly, her dark brown hair draped over her left shoulder braided neatly as it often was, her glasses sitting perfectly on the bridge of her nose, she wore a short red dress a brown leather jacket hugging her shoulders tall brown boots stuck on her feet an outfit that was no doubtingly picked out by Jess, Tori having little to no fashion sense her normal attire consisting of either sweats or yoga pants.

"Miranda" Spencer said softly walking up behind her the blonde finally pulling her eyes off of Tori "Were ready to go back in"

"Mrs. Cavanagh?" She questioned turning to face the older women "Is it gonna get worse? I don't know how much more I can take"

"I can't promise that it won't get ugly in there, most trials do but I can promise that were going to get justice for your brother!" She held Miranda's shoulder loosely meeting the young girls eyes "Now let's get in there and kick ass"

She couldn't help but smile, her lawyer and her mother's friend just used the phrase 'kick ass' did people her age even use phrases like that? She felt her heart begin racing as she stepped back into the courtroom, Emma having returned to her seat on the witness stand, Tori waiting patiently in one of the back rows. She did all she could to avoid Emma's stare her bright green eyes always having a powerful effect on her, no matter how mad she was those green eyes always sucked her back in, those green eyes always forced her to remember how much she cared about her. The judge slammed down his gavel drawing the attention of the courtroom as Seth's lawyer once again turned towards Emma a sick smile crossing his face as he noticed her feared facial expression.

"Mrs. Fitz I just wanted to apologize if my previous questions made you uncomfortable"

"I understand" She spat "You're just doing your job"

"Anyway, I have just one more question for you. Emma before today have you had any contact with my client Mr. Jacobs?"

"Yes…" She stuttered feeling completely vulnerable finally revealing everything she wanted so desperately to keep hidden "I spoke to him once over the summer, he called my phone and asked to meet me. He said he wanted to get to know his sister"

"And did you ever meet him in person?"

"No" She admitted wringing her hands together the friction causing them to become clammy "I was I Iceland for the summer, so I couldn't meet him"

"You couldn't meet him? Does that mean you wanted to meet him?"

"I can't deny the fact that I was curious, I mean he is my brother. But.."

"Your brother who was accused of killing your best friends brother, now that doesn't seem to make sense to me" He said leaning on the witness stand moving closer to Emma "Why would you want to meet someone who you thought killed your best friends brother, unless you needed someone to take the blame for you" He speculated turning his attention to the jury "No further questions"

Question (answer in reviews): Could Emma really have something to do with Connor's murder?