First things first... I have to dedicate this chapter to the amazing Tristan!!! Aka Dr Oscar Meyer. He has been so much of a help to me throughout this whole story. Thank u dude!!!

Secondly... I got over 100 reviews!!! Whoop whoop! That's a first for me so sorry that I'm making a big deal out of this but meh lol. Thank you everyone who has read and reviewed this story all the way through. I'm afraid this is the penultimate chapter. Or you could read it as the end if you really, really wanted.

Thirdly, I won best Gabriella/Sharpay pairing in the Slash awards!!! How the hell did that happen? I beat Surrender. Wow... thanks to everyone who voted and stuff. Seriously, thank you.

It has been brought to my attention that there were quite a few mistakes with this story, so I going through every chapter and editing it and changing things so they fit. There is one quite minor change in this chapter which makes a little change to the story.

Now on with the story... and I think Troy deserves everything he's guna get don't you? But can the girls deal with the consequences? And how does Bob fit into all of this? Could this be the end of our favourite squirrel?

Sharpay heard the click of the door behind her, signifying the re-entrance of her lover. Still she stayed where she stood, looking up at Troy's limp form. She felt a twinge of something resembling regret run through her mind. She immediately shook it off and dismissed its presence, forgetting it was ever there.

"He did it you know," Gabriella said softly from behind her. "He killed him."

Her last statement echoed round and round in Sharpay's mind. Round and round until it was all she could hear.

He killed him...

Her eyes travelled down Troy's body, taking in the sight of his tight abs and six-pack.

They look to perfect...

She stepped forward and ran her fingertips across them, marvelling at how rough his skin was. She looked back up to his face, wanting to see if she had gotten any reaction out of him by doing this. She saw nothing, not even a twitch.

This disappointed her.

So she began to dig her nails in. She left four bloody trails diagonally down his chest. Never did she take her eyes off of his face. Still there was nothing.

She let her lips curl into a snarl, anger sparking to life within her. How dare he not react?

Oh I'll make him move...

She began to reach down when she felt someone touch her arm gently. Bliss filled her with the slight touch, driving away the anger for the moment. She ran her fingers once more over Troy's stomach before turning quickly to the raven haired temptress stood behind her. She took her into her arms and kissed her passionately. She slid her hands under Gabriella's shirt and let her fingertips roam over Gabriella's soft flesh. She was in awe at how supple Gabriella's skin was compared to Troy's.

You see this is why you like girls better than boys...

Sharpay pulled away from Gabriella, needing to breathe. She looked back over her shoulder at Troy and felt her anger spark within her once again.

Not really wanting to but needing to she stepped away from Gabriella to stand in front of the Playmaker. He had been stripped down to his underwear and Sharpay saw a pile of clothes out of the corner of her eye. She smirked at how helpless he now looked, hung there naked and unconscious. Her mind flashed back to all the times he had looked down at her the way she now looked down on him.

"I think..." Gabriella started, stepping up behind her to wrap her arms around her waist and nuzzle into her neck. "I think it might be time to wake our sleeping hottie up."

Sharpay let an evil smirk spread across her lips. "And how may I ask," Sharpay said still looking at Troy. "Do you plan to do that?"

"I think you might know..."

Sharpay's smirk grew even wider as an idea flashed through her head. "Wait here," she commanded Gabriella. "Feel free to do whatever you want."

With that Sharpay left the room. She had no qualms about what she was about to do or what Gabriella was doing. That scumbag deserved everything he got. No-one could get away with the things he had done.

She walked into Gabriella's backyard and filled a bucket with water. She tested the temperature.

Good...

She left the bucket outside and went inside to the freezer. She found the bag of ice Gabriella's mum always kept in the bottom draw. It was one of those huge bags full of about ice that you could easily buy on the cheap that would last forever even if you threw continuous parties where you needed ice. The bag was about half full. Sharpay frowned and grabbed a knife out of the cutlery draw. She chipped away at the ice that had built up in the freezer, making most of it land in the bag. The freezer started beeping at her, wanting to be closed to the outside world. She ignored it.

She kept chipping away at the ice until the bag was decently full. She then took a moment to look down at her handiwork. She kept hold of the knife and dragged the bag out to the garden. It was pretty hard work. She even broke a nail. But she didn't really notice.

Sharpay wasn't the same Sharpay she once was. She cared nothing for her appearance or how she appeared to others. She cared more for the truly important people in her life, which had now been whittled down to only Gabriella.

She had disowned her father like he had disowned Ryan when he came out of the closet. Ryan being thrown out gave Sharpay the exit clause she had been looking for. She hated her mother at the best of times and was glad she was dead. As for her father, well there were not enough words to describe how she felt about him, but the words there were that could be used were mostly made up of only four letters. She had only stayed there for the money they offered her and because if she left she knew she would probably not see Ryan again.

One night after her mother's death, her father had come into her room, totally wasted, and done stuff to her she had never talked about to another soul.

Another reason why you like girls...

A girl could never hurt her the way her father did.

Gabriella would never hurt her the way her father did.

He whispered to her every time, told her it was their little secret, told her how much she reminded him of her mother. He made her believe that it was all her fault.

If you hear something enough it becomes true...

The first time it had happened, Sharpay had made the mistake of trying to resist.

As soon as she had tried to push him off she regretted it. Punch after punch landed on her lean body. Sharpay had cried and cried, shouting out for Ryan to come and protect her. But he never came. How could he? He was across town staying over at Jason's house, being subjected to the same treatment.

At least twice every week, her dad did those same things to her.

He had tried one last time, about a year ago now, and she had resisted. And once again the fists fell on her. Only this time was different. This time she had started to live up to her Mountain Lion nickname. She fought back.

She fought with her father and had run when she knocked him to the floor.

She got as far as the top of the stairs before he caught up with her.

Ryan wasn't home again which was good because she really didn't want him to see her kick her father in such a way she was certain they wouldn't have any other brothers or sisters. While he was doubled over in pain, she saw an opportunity and took it. She ran at him and used all her body weight to make him tumble and fall.

She called an ambulance and played the part of the distressed daughter whose father had fallen accidently down the stairs. He had broken his leg in three places and had dislocated his shoulder.

Sharpay's only regret was that the bastard didn't die.

But things changed. Never again did her father come into her room. Never again did her father look her in the eye. Never again did Sharpay feel so unrepentant for causing such harm for someone. Even with Jason she felt a twinge of guilt.

Hmm didn't he have to have like twenty five stitches in his face just to keep it all together?He probably looks like... like a guy with a really scarred face. No wonder no-ones seen him since he was put under house arrest...

Sharpay reawakened to the world. Having been lost in her memories for the past few minutes, her body had been on autopilot and had continued to drag the bag into the backyard. She reached the bucket and dropped the bag. She grabbed the bottom corners of the bag in her hands and lifted. Most of the ice fell into the bucket, making it overflow the sides.

The water ran out onto the grass and flowed over her feet. A shiver ran up her spine and she took a sharp breath.

Very good...

She heard a squeak and looked up to see a bushy tailed red squirrel in a branch over her head. She looked at it blankly, only barely registering its existence.

She turned back to the bucket and picked it up. She lugged it towards the door in the back of the garage. She shoved the door open before plodding through with the bucket still weighing her down. The door took a long time to swing closed, time enough for something to slip through unnoticed.

Sharpay set the bucket down and looked up to see her love digging her nails into Troy's flesh. Blood flowed down Gabriella's fingers.

When the door closed, Gabriella turned around to look upon her lover. She saw what she had brought with her and smiled, putting two and two together in her mind.

She sauntered over and helped Sharpay to move the bucket till it was in front of Troy.

They both lifted it up above their heads. Neither girl's strength wavered. Neither of them wobbled or gave any sign of weakness. Then they dumped it onto Troy's head.

They didn't tip it; they literally dumped it, letting the bucket fall upturned onto Troy's head.

He jerked awake, already straining against his bonds.

Gabriella and Sharpay laughed their heads off at the sight of Troy whipping his head around with a bucket atop his head. His skin was red raw from the icy cold of the water. All it took was the bucket rubbing against his face and shoulders to chafe his skin.

The girls heard Troy's cries of pain and only laughed harder. Troy heard them and his anger raged through him. "Where am I?" he yelled, seeing only the darkness of the bucket around his head. "Get this thing off my head!"

Gabriella stepped forward and obliged his wish. As soon as he saw her he tried to launch himself forwards to attack her, but he didn't move very much.

Sharpay watched as Troy looked I horror at his bonds. She wiped tears from her eyes and grew deadly serious. "It's time for you to pay Troy."

"You can't push a person that far," Gabriella said, moving around to stand beside Sharpay.

"People crack Troy," Sharpay continued.

"That's what happened to me," Gabriella stated simply, looking at Sharpay. She leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "And now it's what's guna happen to you," her tone turned more sinister as she went and stuck her face into Troy's as she growled the last syllables.

Troy lurched forward and bit down hard. Gabriella had seen this coming and dodged back to safety. Troy's teeth clamped down on thin air, only serving to infuriate him further. He went mad and struggled against his bonds even harder which only rubbed more skin from his wrists and ankles.

However, Sharpay noticed that Troy lent forward farther than he had done before. Gabriella turned her back to him and Sharpay saw that evil glint light up those sapphire eyes of his. She moved her mouth, starting to form the warning she was going to shout at her lover, but the words formed too late.

Troy lurched forward to bit into Gabriella's supple flesh. She cried in pain and started to trash around to get him to let go. It didn't work. Sharpay ignored the noises of flesh tearing and launched herself forward to grasp Troy's jaw firmly. She pressed down on the back of Troy's jaw with one hand and forced it open with the other.

Gabriella rushed forward, as far away from Troy as she could get. She held onto her shoulder where he had bit her. Sharpay let go of his jaw in disgust and watched him smile in that evil way he did so well. He bared his now blood stained teeth and Sharpay felt bloodlust run through her.

She let fly a punch that hit Troy on his temple, leaving him dazed and confused. Then, as much as it sickened her to do so, she did to him what he had done to Gabriella. The seconds that she spent, feeling his hot blood flow into her mouth, stretched and strained into what felt like hours. But still she stayed latched onto him. She only let go when she heard a click from behind her. She turned to see Gabriella with and old style six-shooter pistol in her hands.

She held onto her shoulder where Troy had bit her but Sharpay could still see blood flowing from between her fingers down her body to stain the white vest top she was wearing. "Gabriella?" Sharpay said under her breath.

Gabriella said nothing and aimed up the gun with a surprisingly steady hand. Her finger grew tighter on the trigger.

"Gabriella!"

Sharpay managed to jump out of range as Gabriella squeezed off a shot into Troy's left shin.

Troy screamed in pain.

Sharpay rushed up to Gabriella, the blood lust lifting from her eyes.

Click.

"Gabriella!!!"

Bam.

Another shot. This time into Troy's right elbow. Sharpay noted that Gabriella had shockingly good aim.

Troy this time only grunted.

She lined up another shot.

Bam.

Only this time Sharpay got to Gabriella in time and pushed her arm making her miss her intended target of Troy's head.

The bullet embedded itself in the far wooden wall of the garage. Unknown to both girls though was the fact that on the way it clipped the rope holding up Troy's left arm.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Sharpay yelled at Gabriella.

"Giving him what he deserves," Gabriella deadpanned, lining up another shot.

"Stop it!" Sharpay bellowed, swatting down Gabriella's arm.

She grabbed a hold of the gun barrel, ignoring the burning metal on her skin. She wrenched the horrible thing out of Gabriella's hands and dropped it to the floor.

"Gabriella this isn't the way!" Sharpay lowered her voice to an acceptable in-the-house level. "We can't just kill him."

"Why not?" Gabriella screamed, outraged. Tears filled her eyes and started to fall down her cheeks. "He killed my mother! He killed Ryan!"

Sharpay could tell that Gabriella was trying to appeal to the spark of rage that was building inside her. And she was ashamed to say that the mention of her twin had its desired effect. Her rage roared up inside her. But she would not give voice to it or let it out in anyway. Not again.

Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering... ah I knew Ryan forcing me to watch Episode one would pay off one day...

"I know Gabi," Sharpay soothed, reaching out to hold her love's shoulders in her hands. Gabriella collapsed against Sharpay's chest. "I know baby," she whispered into Gabriella's ear, smoothing her hair down.

Lost in their own worlds of pain, neither girl noticed Troy loosening his bonds.

Gabriella looked up into Sharpay's loving chocolate eyes and leaned in to initiate a slow and passionate kiss which both girls lost themselves in.

So neither girl noticed when Troy stepped forward and scooped up the gun in his bleeding hands.

One girl did notice though when a burning hot bullet scorched its way through her gut.

Sharpay noticed Gabriella had frozen and pulled away and opened her eyes just in time to see her one and only love fall to the floor.

She went numb and only knew she had been pushed to the floor when she saw it rushing up to meet her.

She landed but felt nothing.

She was pulled into a sitting position and her eyes locked onto a cold blue pair that belonged to the killer of her Rose. All feeling returned to her as her head was forcefully turned to watch Gabriella twitch and writhe through her last moments of life.

"Everybody dies," Troy whispered in her ear. "It's just a question of when."

She heard the bullet click into place in the chamber and welcomed it. She welcomed the thought of death, the thought of release of what would now surely be a hellish existence.

An existence without her Rose.

She waited for the bullet to come but never felt it. She heard it and expected it but never felt it.

She turned to look upon Troy and to see what had happened.

The sight that met her eyes would have been comical if she had not just watched her love die.

Troy was dancing around like the crazy man he was with a squirrel running all over him.

Sharpay took the moment to process what had happened.

He killed her.

He killed him.

He killed them both.

Sharpay couldn't hold back the snarl that rose from her throat, not that she wanted to.

Sharpay looked around, her eyes finally settling on a large piece of wood leaning against the wall. She rushed toward to pick it up, wielding it above her head.

She lurched towards Troy and swung the wood round. The crunch she heard as it hit Troy in the shoulder made her feel a strange satisfaction. She watched as Troy collapsed in a heap on the floor, barely taking in the fact that the squirrel jumped to safety before they fell.

She grabbed the gun and threw it across the garage.

She took both his arms in one hand and held them above his head.

She then took away his only other weapon...

As he lay on the floor, squirming in pain, Sharpay took a moment to savour her victory. Then she recognised that it had not come without a price. She looked back over her shoulder at her fallen love and used the sight to fuel the rage inside her.

Now she let that rage have a voice. She let it out. She let it all out on his pretty boy face.

It wasn't long before all she was doing was grinding pieces of skull into the floor of the garage.

And that was the way she stayed, for how long she didn't know or care.

When she was finally done, she managed to drag herself to her feet before she collapsed out of exhaustion.

She lay there, on the floor in a sticky pool of blood, next to Gabriella and smoothed down her hair again.

"It's guna be ok baby," Sharpay whimpered through her tears. "It's all guna be ok. I promise I won't let anything happen to you."

Bob the squirrel sat up in the rack above Sharpay's head, surveying the carnage below him. He may not have understood what it all meant but he sure understood what the girl below him was feeling.

He watched as she cried herself to sleep.

"Squeak," he squeaked quietly out of respect of the girl below him.

There you go. You could read this as the end if you wanted but if you would like a happier ending then read on to the next chapter... when I post it of course though.

RentFreak, they didn't ring the police because if they had then none of this would have happened and it would have ruined the story. Lmao.

Also, I am proud to announce Chad AND Ryan will be back...

I would also like to confirm that Sharpay's mum is indeed dead. And it isn't Sharpay's father who is under house arrest- it is Jason for what he did to Ryan.

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