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. I don't own the plot to Jawbreaker, either, or the title.

Kay couldn't bring herself to say it straight. "I like math. Let's do an equation. One cheating boyfriend + one pregnant mistress…"

"Equal one pissed off girlfriend." Kevin finished, returning to father mode. The fear that was in Kay was now in him but it was much stronger. "Why didn't you tell me!" he shouted.

"I… don't know," Kay stammered. "I guess I though it'd go away but I don't think it's going to." Kay looked at her hands, which were laced together in her lap. "That's kinda what my dream was about."

"Oh, Kay." Lucy said and got off the couch. No wonder she was so freaked, she thought.

"Well, I'm going to have to…" Kevin started.

"Hey, what's everybody doing in the living room?" Savannah asked and immediately shrunk back when she saw the looks her parents gave her.

"How could you do that to your own sister!"

Chapter 22: The Night After The World Ended Part 2

Tension hung in the air as Kevin and Lucy waited for an answer. It had been Lucy who had asked the question, rather screamed it, but it was on both of their minds. When Lucy had called Kevin that afternoon, she had voiced her opinion on who had done it and Kevin had agreed. All the evidence, although it was very little, pointed to Savannah.

Kay sat speechless but her mind was racing. Savannah hadn't done it. She couldn't have. True, she had influence, but a lot of it revolved around sex appeal and Savannah would never stoup that low. Jake's influence, on the other hand, was in his physical power and didn't have a point he wouldn't go beyond.

She wanted to say something but her mind kept flashing back to the hundred of times that she had been in trouble and Savannah had left her in the cold, or when she had let her down or treated her badly. She knew that Savannah would get what was coming to her. While she didn't believe in God, she did believe in Karma and she knew its wrath personally. So, why couldn't she speak?

Not surprisingly, Savannah was asking herself the same question. Her parents just accused her of doing something terrible and for once it wasn't true! Why couldn't she defend herself?

After a few moments of silence, Kevin spoke up. "Listen, young lady, we aren't going to tolerate this kind of behavior! This is absolutely, 100 percent unacceptable!" he screamed.

Savannah's mouth dropped slightly. Never had she seen her father so angry. He didn't even know for sure that she did it and he was screaming at her like there was no tomorrow. She felt a tear fall from her eye and made a conscious effort to suppress any more. If her father saw them, he might mistake them for an admission. Unfortunately, he did see them.

"Oh, you have a lot of explaining to do. I can't believe you did that!" Kevin yelled, moving from the couch to the stairs, barely a foot from Savannah. She tried to speak but he cut her off. "No, before you even start, don't you DARE lie to me and tell me you didn't do it. I KNOW you did."

"Dad?" Kay finally said and he whipped around to her.

"No, you don't have to stick up for her. Actually, I don't want you here. Go to your room." Kevin said, pointing to the stairs he was in front of.

Kay tried again, but he gave her such a look, she wanted to scream in fear. He wasn't even this mad when we were at therapy, she remembered and slowly walked to the stairs. Before she started up them, she looked Savannah in the eyes and said something in her own. Savannah nodded slightly, saying she understood what she said. I know you're innocent.

Once they heard Kay shut her door, Kevin harshly motioned for Savannah to go to the couch that Kay was sitting in just moments before. Scared, she brought her arms to her chest and moved to the couch, keeping her eyes on her father the entire time. She didn't think he could hit her but she didn't know for sure.

When she was sitting, she looked to her mother for help. Apparently, Lucy thought the same as her husband, for her eyes were cold and unforgiving.

"Now, you better tell me the truth."

Kay sat on her bed, Indian style as her kindergarten teachers used to say. She smiled. Those were the good times. Before she knew anything about the world.

But, of course, she grew up. They all did. And the time of innocence was over.

She winced at the sound of yelling coming from only a floor below her. How could they think that Savannah did it? Didn't they know how Jake really was?

Apparently not because they bore into Savannah like she'd committed some horrid hate crime. And, in their eyes, Kay guessed she had. "If I could have only told them."

She got up from her bed and moved to the door, placing her ear against it. She couldn't make out much but she did hear heartless, unforgivable and move out. She shuddered.

Then, as sudden as it began, the yelling stopped. She heard the front door open and nothing else. Hoping that it was Jake and Savannah was convincing their parents that she was innocent, Kay left the doorway and put on a pair of sweatpants. But after a few minutes, the yelling didn't start again.

"Okay, what's going on?" she said and decided to brave the living room once again. In the hall, she didn't hear any talking. But there was a sound. Sobs. Savannah.

Kay ran down the stairs and stopped once she reached the bottom step. Savannah was on the couch, with her head in her hands, leaning as far into her knees as she could go. She was also shaking. Cautiously, Kay went to her and sat down next to her.

Savannah looked up. Her eye make-up was ruined and her cheeks were red. Kay smiled sympathetically and spread her arms out, inviting Savannah to her. Her elder sister was stunned for a moment but she eventually took the comfort and cried into her younger sister's shoulder.

"Shh…" Kay said, holding Savannah to her. "I know the truth and that's what matters." Wow, she thought as she glanced down at herself, I'm becoming a regular old family girl. She heard a mumble from her sister. "Hmmm?"

Savannah backed away. "I said, he'll pay." The sadness was hidden away for the moment and rage had replaced it.

"With what, I don't have any money." They heard a voice say and turned to see Jake standing in all his glory, a stupid smile on his face.

He knows what he's done, Kay thought. He knows what he's done and he doesn't care.

"What's the matter, Savannah?" he said, hyping up the fake concern he was showing before laughing.

"You did this to us." Kay said.

"Us? Hey, I only planned on one of you. The other I just got lucky with." Jake said, putting his bag on a chair.

"Lucky? You think you got lucky? No, no, no, no, my friend. You got the worst kind of luck there is." Kay's dark side was showing, and truth be told, it was scaring Savannah more than Kevin just had. Hate filled Kay's eye and speech. Every word she said was like a curse. She raised her voice slightly, even though it was surprisingly calm. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, Jake. And you have just scorned two. I've never been religious, but may God have mercy on you, cause we won't.

Jake was unfazed by her words until she made one sound. It was a sick, vengeful, crazed sound that filled his bones and stopped his blood. For a moment, he was scared.

She laughed.

Sorry I was a bit late with the update. I've got spring-cleaning fever a little late. Tell me what you think of the chapter by reviewing. It's starting to wind down now; I'd say maybe 15 more chapters. I don't know. I'll have to see. Thank for reading.