I don't own Skins...if I did you would never see Cook and it would be renamed Naomily!

What if Katie didnt know about the kiss in middle school or the relationship building between Emily and Naomi? What if Emily was so sick of Naomi not committing that she didn't want to stick around for the bumpy ride?

Emily stood by the bus stop shaking from head to toe. It was the last time she would reject her, he

last time she would fuck her over. She couldn't stand it anymore. She was living two lives; the life her family and sister expected her to lead and the true life she hated living in secret. She wanted to go home, sit down at the dinner table and admit everything. In fact she decided she was going to do it tonight. It was time to give up being the quiet, good twin and admit that she was in love with a girl.


She opened the door to find her younger brother doing reps on a bar, she laughed inside and pulled the chair from under him causing him to fall to the floor. Her parents cooed over her, wondering why she looked so roughed up. The words were on the tip of her tongue.

"I'm…," she began, when her twin sister Katie interrupted her.

"I thought you were studying with Naomi," her tone was harsh, defensive; she seemed hurt by the fact Emily obviously wasn't just studying. Emily opened her mouth to speak again but she was interrupted by her dad's revelation about his sister's husband's daughter's son being gay. The conversation took a turn for the worse as her families inability to accept their distant relatives homosexuality really got to her. She knew the moment had passed and maybe it had passed for good. Emily quickly excused herself from the table and went to her room where she felt tears staining her face. She had already lost the girl she loved, it was too much to bear the thought of being completely alone. Then she realised that she already was alone, she just didn't want to admit it.

Katie pushed the door open and slammed it behind her.

"What's going on? Who is he?" she snapped, the bitchy side of her personality shining through.

"Who's who?" Emily asked, acting innocently.

"The guy you've been fucking, who is he?"

"There is no guy, would you just leave me alone," Emily cried out, her body shaking through tears that forced themselves down her face. Katie's face melted and she sat down beside her twin, reaching an arm around her shoulder.

But Emily wasn't having any of it, she didn't want her sister's sympathy, she couldn't tell her the truth, so what was the point?

Katie stood up again, looking heartbroken at the rejection, it was usually Katie who rejected Emily, not the other way around.

"Just leave me alone," Emily sobbed, climbing into bed and hiding under her covers.

Katie took a deep breath "I hate you when you're a moody cow", she shouted, before slamming the door behind her.


She wasn't sure why she did it, but it felt like the right thing to do. She wedged a chair against the door to stop Katie from re-entering their room before packing a bag full of necessities. She felt entirely alone with no hope of feeling any better. If she felt alone surrounded by people she figured she might feel less alone when she physically was. She knew she was gay, but she'd never spent time thinking about it properly. She needed some time to think, away from the pressure of people around her wanting her to be the person they thought she was. But she wouldn't put on a charade anymore, she would be who she was inside, she would be Emily-the girl who is gay. Not Emily the weird twin of babe Katie. She didn't even stop to think about her family or friends or Naomi. Once she'd packed her bags she wrote a note, left it on the bed and made her way out of the house.

AN: Please R&R, this is my first Skins fic, though I've been playing around with the idea for weeks.