Still Suffering


"Bonnie." Punk said, watching as Bonnie slowly walked into the lounge with watery eyes, shaking her head as she looked across at Alice, and then to Danny, "Bonnie, you shouldn't be here." Punk nodded, wondering how much she had heard and how long she had been in the house.

"You…" Bonnie pointed to Alice who looked angered and worried by the fact Bonnie had heard everything, "You… you hurt my little brother?" She asked with a lump in her throat, "I'm gonna kill you!" She screeched, seeing nothing but red as Punk took a hold of her.

"You've just had a baby." Punk whispered, "Just… calm down." He soothed as Bonnie gasped, feeling like she was going to throw up.

"I-I thought… I thought all along that… that Phil was just difficult." Bonnie said hysterically, drying her tears, "I thought he just didn't like you." She said, "But you… you hurt him? You tried to kill him?" She cried.

"This is all a misunderstanding." Alice laughed a little, "Bonnie, sweetheart. You know that we love you, and you're right, Phil was difficult but… we never hurt him-"

"You weren't denying anything. I… I heard the whole thing." Bonnie spat, "And you… you got Danny out of prison early and… and you knew that he was… he was gonna come hurt me?" Bonnie spat, "And you made me believe that Phil knew all along." She cried, taking out the letter which Alice had written pretending to act as a social service informing Bonnie that Danny was being released. She told Bonnie at the hospital that Punk had taken the letter and hadn't told her that Danny was being released, and she couldn't believe she fell for it.

"What is this?" Punk said, taking the letter from Bonnie and reading it, "You… You told Bonnie that I had this all along? And I never told her?" Punk said as Alice glared across at him.

"If the shoe fits." Alice smirked as Bonnie shook her head.

"I think I'm gonna throw up." Bonnie said, placing her hand on her head. Knowing that someone she thought that loved them, had been hurting her little brother when they were children, it sickened her. She was so sickened by that that she hadn't even digested the fact it was her foster parents who had helped Danny get released early.

"This was her plan all along." Punk nodded, "She wanted me to be left with no one and then what… you were gonna kill me? Finally?" Punk asked her.

"No, I just wanted to watch you suffer." Alice said as Punk and Bonnie stood looking across at her.

"Do you think we're just… just disposable pieces of trash?" Bonnie asked.

"Well, along those lines." Alice said, "Bonnie, this was never really about you."

"Well now it is." Bonnie said, "You… April is in prison because of you?" Bonnie shook her head, barely understanding much but knowing enough that she was angry and also secretly terrified of how completely callous and evil her foster parents seemed to be.

"No, April is in prison because she's a murderer." Myles added, "You people are pretending like she's being falsely accused or something." He laughed to himself, "But please, carry on, this is all very entertaining."

"You shut your mouth." Bonnie hissed, "Or I'll shut it for you. April will get out." She said, nodding to Punk, assuring herself and him, "She-She was defending herself-"

"She left a dead body for six years. She'll be in prison for years. Maybe even double figures." He smirked, "So… prepare yourself." He smirked.

"This is all because of you." Bonnie turned to Alice, "You… you trick people and you manipulate people and you break people down but… but you do it because you are so ashamed and insecure of your own tragic, failure of a life." Bonnie said as Alice's nostrils flickered, "There will come a day where I'm not in a post-birth state, and I will come here, and I'll get you." She nodded as Alice's eyes widened, "And I won't be looking at you as my foster mom, I'll be looking at you as the bitch who put her hands on my little brother." She spat.

"Oh, Bonnie." Danny laughed from the corner of the room, "Look at you, acting all tough." He smirked, "How come you didn't put up that sort of fight when I came to visit you?" He smirked, "You just took it this time. You disappointed me."

"I didn't want to give you the satisfaction." She spat, "You're going to prison." She hissed.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Danny smiled.

"You lost." Punk said, "All of you."

"I didn't." Myles raised his hand.

"Yeah, pal. You did." Punk spat, "Because you're not gonna get Kace. Until April gets out, he's mine, and you're not gonna touch him."

"I don't remember you being there at the time of conception, Phil." Myles said, "I remember it being me and April. I was getting her real good. Way better than you ever could. She was fucking screaming-" Myles couldn't carry on as Punk tackled him off the couch, tipping the whole sofa over as they both went flying over it whilst Bonnie jumped a little and panic seemed to set over the whole area.

Bonnie immediately grabbed her phone out, trying to dial 911 as Bonnie approached her, grabbing her wrist, inching very close to her face, "Don't." Alice hissed as Bonnie looked over, watching as Danny joined in to help Myles, both of them kicking and punching at Punk as Bonnie tried to run over to help.

"No." Alice spat, "You stand and you watch. That is what he is worth." Alice said, grabbing her face and keeping it steady in direction of the brawl, "He deserves this." She whispered in her ear as Bonnie relaxed her shoulders, a switch flicking on in her brain as she clenched her fists together and punched Alice in the gut hard, watching as she fell to the floor, beginning to kick and punch her, despite her aching and exhaustion from delivering a baby a few days ago. She completely snapped and she wanted Alice to pay for the pain she had caused. She wanted to feel her struggle.

Meanwhile Punk got to his feet and whilst cracking an ash tray over Danny's head, he turned his attention towards Myles who staggered to his feet, reaching behind him and pulling out a gun as Punk gulped, feeling blood trickling down his face.

Punk, for the first time in his life, feared that this was it. This was how he'd go out. He couldn't fight off a bullet, but as soon as Myles raised the gun, he was confused, watching as he pointed it over to Gerry, pulling the trigger as Punk jumped and shook his head, all the while Bonnie stopped her brawl with Alice and looked up to make sure her brother was ok, getting to her feet as Alice struggled to her feet, shaking her head as she looked over at her husband.

"What did you do?!" She screamed as Myles rolled his eyes, pointing his gun at Alice.

"No, wait-" Punk said just as the second gun shot was fired, watching as Alice fell to the floor.

"They talked too much." Myles said tiredly, putting his gun back in his back pocket as Bonnie looked down at Alice, her hands shaking as she looked at the blood pouring from her chest.

"W-What… you just…" Punk shook his head.

"Oh, what? Now you feel bad?" Myles laughed, "No one fucking uses me to get what they want." Myles said, "Plus, they fucked up. I got what I wanted." He said, "And so did Danny. We're out."

"You… What…" Punk paused as he heard the sirens in the distance, watching as blue flashing lights appeared at the window as Myles' eyes widened.

"Who fucking phoned the cops?" He hissed as Punk wandered over to Alice who lay on the ground bleeding out whilst Bonnie watched with horror and shock.

Punk sunk down to his knees and looked on at Alice, about to place his hand over her wound, hovering it over before quickly taking it back and shaking his head.

"This is what it felt like." Punk whispered to her as Alice tried to gasp for breath, "I'm not the one who is alone." He said, "I hope you burn in hell." He spat, getting back to his feet as Bonnie clung to him with fear as the cops burst into the house whilst the maid, Andrea, who had called 911, followed behind frightened and worried.

Punk pulled Bonnie in to him, rubbing her back softly as she cried into him, watching as Myles and Danny were handcuffed, and Alice and Gerry were confirmed dead.


"You're gonna want to agree to this deal." AJ's lawyer nodded, sitting in a room with her in the prison as AJ sighed.

"What's the deal?"

"Twelve years. Eligible for parole in half that time." She said as AJ sat back against the chair and sighed, "You harp on about… how frightened you were in front of judge, they're gonna misunderstand that for guilt, and you're gonna get more time." She nodded, "I've seen it happen before."

I can't… that's so long." AJ shook her head, "I need to be there for my son." She said, "You don't understand."

"Your son will go into care in the case that there's no one there to look after him." She said, "But… there's no easy way around this."

"Doesn't the fact I was defending myself mean anything?" AJ asked.

"Maybe. If you reported the crime the night it happened." The lawyer said, "Hiding a body and keeping it hidden for almost six years… you're not gonna get a year or two." She shook her head.

"I didn't… I didn't hide the body. I didn't get rid of it or bury it or whatever it is they're saying I did." AJ shook her head.

"You still fled and didn't notify anyone." She said, "Now unfortunately, I believe rapists like that, they don't deserve any justice. If they die, they die." She said, "Criminal justice thinks otherwise." She shrugged as AJ sighed, running her hand through her hair, "Twelve years is alright. Eligible for parole in half that time. You could be out after 6 or 7 years. Maybe even less with good behaviour."

"My son… he'll be… he'll be 12." AJ shook her head.

"And he'll be looked after." The lawyer nodded, "But… this is the best we've got."


"This is crazy." Dean shook his head, later on that night, sitting in Bonnie's house where Punk and Bonnie had just come back from the station, explaining to him everything that had happened. Kace was upstairs in the spare bedroom watching TV whilst Violet was in her crib asleep after her bottle that Dean had gave her.

"I… I don't even know that to say." Bonnie shook her head, taking a seat on the couch whilst Punk stood by the door, rubbing his eyes, "Why-Why didn't you tell me?" She looked up at her brother, "Even when we were little… why didn't you say?" She shook her head. She was so shaken and still so upset about this revelation of her brother's suffering in the place she wanted him to call a home.

"Because I didn't want you to carry that around with you." Punk said, "As we got older it became irrelevant and I wanted to forget about it." He told her truthfully, having lost the ability to say much.

"W-What… what did she do to you?" Bonnie shook her head, "Was she… was she touching you-"

"No… it wasn't like that." Punk assured her sadly, he hated seeing her so upset, "It was just violent." He said whilst Dean shook his head and sat down on the couch, "Doesn't matter now. She's gone." He said bluntly.

"What about April?" Dean asked.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Bonnie shook her head, running by Punk out of the living room and into the kitchen as Dean and Punk heard her throw up.

Punk sighed to himself, "I can't break her out of prison, Dean." Punk said, "I'm visiting her later but… I have no idea what to say to her." He said, "She's looking at a lot of time in prison." He nodded, "I think… I think she was always under the impression that Myles still cared about her so he would never… he'd never send her down." He said, "But he wanted Kace, and he wanted revenge." He nodded as Dean shook his head.

"How many years is she looking at?" Dean asked, still listening as Bonnie threw up in the kitchen violently.

"I don't know. Not… Not just one or two." Punk said, he knew that much, "I'll know more when I see her." He said tiredly.

"You look exhausted." Dean said.

"I haven't slept in over a day." Punk said, "Everything has just… fell apart." Punk nodded.

"You should get some rest before you go see her. I assume you're gonna tell her everything that happened tonight." Dean said.

"Yeah, I'll need to." Punk nodded, "I just wish there was something I could do. I… I don't even care about everything that's just happened. Myles. Danny. Alice." He said to Dean's surprise, "I care about April and she's… she's stuck there and I can't do shit." He said as Dean nodded.

"You'll feel better once you see her." Dean nodded, listening as Bonnie continued to throw up, "I'm gonna make sure she's alright." He said, leaving the room to check on Bonnie as Punk sighed, sitting down on the couch and rubbing his hands over his face.

He never wanted deaths to occur or arrests to be made. He just wanted to keep his family safe and he felt like he'd let them down. Even if the bad guys got what they deserved, the woman he loved was still in prison.


A/N: Let me know what you think!