DISCLAIMER: I do not own 7th Heaven or anything related to 7th Heaven. All medical information on this story is either half-truth or completely made up. I am not a doctor. Also, if you are a fan of the happy relationships in 7th Heaven, don't read. Thos story contains a "rebel" who doesn't agree with her family and not so nice language and themes are sometimes used. Thank you. Enjoy! PS: this part contains some characters from another story called D4 from PaUlKaRiYaSgUrL9. She (the author) let me use them. Therefore I don't own them or the characters from the Mighty Ducks. Don't worry, they are just minor players, they will have no impact on the story aside from that they are friends.

Her mind raced a thousand thoughts a minute. She could feel a small thud on her temple as her fragile mind tried to sort through everything.

"I need help," she admitted to the darkness, knowing that the darkness would never tell. She rested her head back again the cold of the door and drifted to sleep, unknowing of the horrors that still lay ahead. Her pain was only just beginning.

Chapter 16: Getting Even Is Fun To Do

Wow, was the only thing that Jake could think of the entire ride home. Not a single other thought crossed his mind in that time span but that single word. Of course, he was a one-thought kind of guy. Out of all the Kinkirk's and Camden's, he was surely the dumbest. He wasn't a special education kind of dumb; he just didn't have the attention span to better himself academically.

Jake was the kind of guy that loved sports. He played every sport that his school offered, well, except the girly ones like gymnastics and volleyball. Truly, Jake was a mans man. Little did his parents know, Kay wasn't the only Kinkirk to lose their virginity. Actually, Jake lost his a year ago and had taken several girls' along with his.

Along with sports and sex, Jake had another favorite pastime; watching revenge movies. The Godfather, The Godfather Part 2, The Good Fellas… all among his favorites.

As soon as they pulled into the driveway, the tension overwhelmed him. Just think, he thought, no one will ever know about this. It's a shame, really. Of course the rest of the world would never know. The Kinkirk's had a way about them; they could cover anything in their lives that they deemed unnecessary for the world to know. Everyone in school, besides the faculty, thought that Kay was just strange. They had no idea that she had a strange disease that made her a freak.

Those thoughts carried him all the way to the door. What if,he thought but brushed the thought away before he even let himself think it. He looked up. Savannah gave him a look but then turned her head before he could even really register it. He did the same, looking next to her instead of at her. If only Kay could be like them.

A few moments later, he was climbing the stairs to his room at the end of the hallway, next to his parent's room. He quickly went inside and closed the door. Like Kay, he had his own bathroom, so he took a long, hot shower to clear his head. He needed to work through the details of what happened before he could decide what the next action would be.

After he was done showering, he turned the water off and got out of the shower. He grabbed at towel and wiped the mirror off before wrapping it around his waist. Instead of examining his six-pack or making sure his biceps were large enough, like he usually did, he stared into it, as if he were peering into his own soul. For a good ten minutes he did that before saying, "Oh yeah."

He went back into his room and got into his pajamas, which consisted of a pair of red boxer shorts. His room, painted white, was covered in dozens of sports team logos. There was a Godfather poster above his bed and a sports illustrated swimsuit edition calendar on the back of his door. On the shelves and on the bookcase there were trophies for his various sporting competitions outlining his many achievements. "But they won't matter soon." He said to them, grinning evilly.

Laughing softly to himself, he went over to a group of his football trophies and ran his hand over them all. "Oh, you will mean nothing compared to my next great achievement."

He spared them all one last glance before settling himself at his computer. He got on his instant messenger and contacted the one person that he knew could and would help him. Well he thought, he better help me, if he knows what's good for him. He double clicked on the screen name MrCompGenius0101 and typed in "Hey loser, wake ur ass up if u don't want me 2 kill u 2morrow I hava mission 4 u."

After doing that, he gave the kid time to get up. The kid was in fact his biology partner, Sam Henither, who also happened to be what his screen name suggested; a computer genius. He could do anything that he wanted on the computer. He could even hack into the government database, but didn't do it because as well as being a computer genius, he was absolutely paranoid about everything. That fact made him an easy target for Jake, a known bully who'd do anything to get what he wanted. For the passed three years since they'd met when they were freshmen, Jake had Sam do whatever he wanted; homework, projects, papers and even the occasion misdeed, involving computers of course. While Sam was scared that the police would catch him, he was more afraid of what Jake would do if he didn't do what he asked. For poor Sam, it was a lose-lose situation.

Only a minute later, Jake got his much desired reply. "What do you want, Jake?" it asked.

"That's a good boy," Jake said before typing, "I have sum info on sum1 n I want u 2 spread it around the school, usin ur comp, k?"

"Who do you want to get?"

"Is that ne of ur business, shitface? I dident think so. Can u do it, or not? N the answer better not b not."

"Sure, I can do it. Just tell me what you want and I'll make sure that everyone in school knows by the end of the day tomorrow. And they won't be able to track it to either of us."

Jake brought up a Word Document and typed for a half an hour straight, adding a photo and everything. Once he thought it was enough, he sent the attachment to Sam. "Good, but make it by the mornin'." He typed, responding to the last thing that Sam wrote.

"I'll try but I'll have to stay up all night." Came the response.

"Then I guess ur stayin up all nite. Well, im tired, so im goin to bed. I better see what I wanna see when I get 2 school." And with that, Jake signed off instant messenger and shut off his light. He thought he heard crying from all over the house, but he told himself it was just Kay. And if it was just Kay, that was all right with him.

"Sorry, Kay. If you wanna fuck with family and the life I've got, then you've got another thing coming to ya. You aren't taking away everything that I've got because you're a basket case." He touched the wall that connected their rooms. "I'll destroy you before you can do that." An eerie grin touched his face. For a moment, a part of him wanted to stop what he was going to do. It even wondered if what she had wasn't in him too. But Jake pushed those thoughts away and climbed into bed. Pulling the covers onto himself more, he turned over and fell into a wonder sleep.

Eh, sorry that was the best I could do. I had more that I wanted to give to him but I couldn't do it. Sorry. Well, I hope you get the picture at least. Review please and tell me what you think of this latest plot twist.