Hello everyone. I owe you all a big apology for not updating for such a long time. I've encountered some serious medical issues and along with that started my second year of college so life was a mess. Thank you all for still following and reviewing this story, it means a lot, as of now I will update as college obligations will let me.

This chapter gets a bit angsty and very messy. Enjoy!

"You lying bitch." Viserys screamed at her face. His hands were reaching out to grab her but he was cut off by Drogo's massive hands and shoved back hard, so hard his back ended up crushing Jon's strong chest. Jon pushed him forward so he was trapped between him and Drogo. He knew he couldn't go crazy on him and meet his fist with Viserys' face, especially not with the man in charge being there, but he wanted to so badly. It only took two seconds of listening to him curse Daenerys out to go mad. He wasn't sure why or how it happened, but he knew this girl had to be untouched or else he was ready to kill everyone. That was a lot of impulsive and protective thinking for someone who didn't even consider themselves her friend, he didn't care though. His heart felt right when she was all right. She didn't seem upset at all, it seemed like she was more than used to getting abused by her deranged brother. It broke his heart in to million pieces.

"You call your sister that one more time and I will break your neck." Drogo said without hesitation, Jon grew to like him in an instant. It was good to know there was at least some justice around this place. He shouldn't take it for granted, he was sure he could have easily been on the other side of Drogo's fist if it weren't for Daenerys standing up for him.

"Break it!" Viserys yelled at Drogo and ran out in a matter of seconds, he was fueled with rage. Even Daenerys had never seen him like that in all of the years she spent with him. He had gone completely insane. Dany stood there, staring at nothing in particular. She felt a hand on her shoulder that brought her back to present.

"If he touches you, come to me." Drogo said and gave her a reassuring nod. Dany gulped hard and shook her head.

"I don't want him dead." She spoke quietly. Her blue eyes lightly filled with tears. "He won't hurt me again, I'm sure of it. He's my only family."

"Is that really what you're concerned about?" Another voice chimed in unexpectedly. Both Dany and Drogo turned around to face Jon.

"Pardon me?" Dany asked with shaky voice. Drogo nodded at Jon, as if he understood exactly what he was talking about. Without another word he left both of them to themselves.

"I'm sorry-" Jon said, he sounded kind of mad, maybe she was imagining it, why would a stranger like him even care about her "-I don't really know you all that much, but from what I've gathered he's done nothing but hurt you all of your life. You have people who'll gladly stand up for you-" he shook his head, it was like he was getting more and more worked up with every word "- and you defend him? Even worse, you help him get by with his bullshit."

"You're right-" Dany cut in and shook her head. She looked him right in the eyes. "-you don't know me all that much." She said quietly and removed her eyes from him. She didn't know what to say, she wanted to…she wanted so badly just to open up to him to make him understand. To explain she owed her entire life to Viserys, she had nothing of her own, he would ruin her if she ever left or spoke against him. How could someone else possibly understand that? People always thought she was a dumb little girl, no one ever tried to understand why she stayed. All of them had families, all of them had lives of their own. She had nothing. And if she turned her back on him she wouldn't even have that. When she finally dared to look up at him her heart hurt. If only things were different and she was just a careless girl who fell in love with a boy of her liking. He looked disappointed, like he struggled to understand what she could never explain. It broke her heart for many reasons.

"I don't-" Jon started and she quickly cut him off. "I know you don't understand. I don't expect you to, no one does." She turned around and headed out.

"You're afraid of yourself." He said just as she was about the leave.

"Excuse me." She turned back with a frown on her beautiful face.

"You heard me." Jon said and walked a step closer. Her brows rose in confusion and anger, she couldn't quite get why, but he was firing her up.

"You know nothing-" she said in disbelief and didn't know what else to say or do.

"So you did hear me." Jon confirmed and took another step closer, they were mere inches from each other now "I think you're just a scared little girl-" he said raising her anger "- not of him, you obviously don't care about him anymore, you're scared of yourself and everything you're capable of. I think you're scared of just how good life could become for you if you got rid of him and you don't want to admit it, because admitting it would mean you really want it and once you do he's gone-" He paused for a second and looked her straight in the eyes, her bottom lip was trembling, he was so close he could have easily kissed her if he wanted to, he only had to lean in a little bit. "- and then you're on your own. Alone for the first time. That's what you're afraid of Daenerys."

She couldn't move or say anything. She stood mere inches from him and just stared at him in disbelief. She stood on her toes so she would be taller and looked him straight in the eye.

"I'm not afraid of anything." She was so close her lip almost brushed up against his, he felt her warm breath against his skin and his mind went dizzy. Just like that she spun around and left once again. He needed to let it go, but somehow he just couldn't.

"Is that why you keep defending him? Because you're strong and not afraid of anything? He hurt you Daenerys, he's gonna do it again, he hurts everyone around him-"

"I can handle him." She yelled and he stopped. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She hated this, she hated all of it and most of all, she hated how she knew he was right with every single word that came out of his mouth. "Just watch your back, I'm going to be all right, I know how to handle Viserys, I've done it my entire life. You just don't understand-"

"Don't understand what?" He raised his voice unintentionally, he couldn't keep it in anymore, he wanted to help her so badly, why did she keep pushing everyone away and let it happen, he needed to know, what did that bastard hold against her to have her as a puppet. He was getting unreasonably mad at the whole situation, if she only let him help her... "Let us help, you know everyone will stay by your side-" she let out a sarcastic little laugh at that, it didn't manage to throw him off just yet "- if you let me help you I promise, you'll never have to see me again."

"Is that what you think I want?" She asked him with sadness in her voice. She was mad but she had no reason to hate him or despise him so much she'd never want to see him again. Oh, if he only knew how she wanted to see him every day since the moment she saw him. He took a step back and crossed his arms at his chest.

"I don't know, you tell me."

She shook her head no and swallowed hard. Her silver like hair framed her face perfectly and Jon couldn't help himself but to think she looked like a real life angel. How could anyone ever have the heart to hurt such a beautiful creature, it made no sense to him. Just like that, his anger was back.

"I'm doing fine on my own, I'm not afraid of him or anyone for that matter." She was reserved to herself. "Viserys gave me a lot more than I would have ever had if it weren't for him."

Jon was done with this constant praising of her abuser. "He also gave you a lot more bruises than you would have had if it weren't for him."

She closed her eyes and sighed deeply, just as she thought they were finally calming down and finishing that god awful conversation, he started again. She wasn't even sure why she had such an impulsive need to fight with him. It's been so long since she's felt this rage and angst rise within her. Years and years of keeping it down were colliding in to this very moment.

"You know what, you were right after all. I don't want to ever see you again. I don't even know you and you don't know me or my life. Viserys is my family, he's getting better with me, he cares about me, I can take whatever he has to throw at me, when I'm with him I'm someone and that is not something I'm willing to give away for a stranger. How far will that get me?" She recited in anger. This time it was Jon with a sarcastic laugh and a nod.

"I don't know Daenerys, after all, playing the victim only gets you so far." He spat out. It took one second for her palm to meet his pale cheek and slap him as hard as she could. She turned around without looking back and this time she was gone for good.

"No ones, they're all a bunch of no ones. Without me this place wouldn't have existed-" the madman muttered to himself. He was barely standing at this point, the alcohol sure got to his head. The bottle hit his lips one more time and to his disappointment it was empty. He threw it on the ground, the loud shattering sound made him shiver. He was trying to remember where exactly he was, his vision was blurred and he was utterly disoriented. The walls seemed oddly familiar to him, he must have been close to where he intended to go. Ah, there it was, the door he was looking for, adorned with a large painting of blue roses he had made especially for her. Everything was made for her, since the day she was born. Why couldn't she just be obedient? Things would have been so much simpler, he wouldn't have to waste his time schooling her on right behavior to your older siblings. She just couldn't learn herself, he always had to show her.

He rose his hand up to knock but he lost balance and ended up meeting the door face front. It didn't even hurt, he didn't feel a thing, his entire face was sore and swollen, no one would even notice a bruise if there was a new one. Suddenly he remembered why he was there and his hand immediately reached in to his torn up pocket. It was right where he left it, the cold silver handle cooled his hand. His finger run over the sharp blade to make sure it was indeed sharp enough. A wicked smile spread along his face when he took it out and saw his reflection in the blade. Perfect.

"One, two, three, four and spin and one and another spin and jump-" Dany recited to herself as she lay flat on her back. Whenever she felt sad or any other emotion she didn't quite like she did reruns of her performances in her head. She knew them all so well she didn't necessarily need to do it, but it was the best place for her mind to run away. She was never in to books and poetry, that was more of Sansa's thing. And as much as she liked singing and performing at the night shows, it was never really a challenge. Their audience mostly consisted of a few elder gentlemen and young unexperienced boys who only came in to giggle and salivate. Not that tough of a crowd. It was enough for her to pick a song, pick a dress and she was set out to give the best performance of the night. She hadn't performed since the night she met him though. Everything was different since that night, it was the first time in her life that she felt nervous about someone watching her. How was it possible that a complete stranger had that effect on her? She had only met him a few days ago and he made her world turn upside down. She even thought he was cute at the beginning, then tonight happened and all she wished was for him to disappear and leave her alone to live her miserable life in peace and quiet. He made her question things about herself, she didn't like it. Questioning things was never a good thing, it made you think you were better than you actually were. Or even worse, it made you realize you were better than you thought you were and you had no other choice than to stay like that.

A loud noise came from her door that startled her out of her musings, it was very unpleasant, as if someone tried to knock the door down. She immediately straightened her posture and felt alarmed. A big part of her already knew who it was, sadly it only made her even more afraid. She slowly got up from her bed and took a deep breath.

"Who is it-" she barely managed to say and the person in question was barging in to her room looking like a crazy person…well, looking like himself.

"Jesus Christ-" her hand grabbed at her chest where her heart was beating loudly" you scared the crap out of me." She let out a nervous laugh but the person standing oppose to her wasn't laughing, in fact this was the worse she's ever seen him look in her entire life. Her chest tightened and she felt herself getting more nervous as time went by, it felt like forever. He just stood there, looking at her and shaking his head.

"Brother-" she whispered and was immediately cut off.

"Brother?-" he let out a laugh "-brother, you're calling me a brother? After all of your betrayal you have the nerve to call me your family?" he yelled from the top of his lungs. " Let me tell you something, you will be happy if I ever even let you stand in my presence, you ungrateful cunt."

That one did it for Dany, she wasn't sure whether it was the adrenaline she was still running on from her earlier encounter with Jon or just the fact that she was beyond fed up with all of this, but she was done.

"You will not call me that." She talked back quietly but firmly and stood her ground. His eyes looked like they were about to shoot out of his skull. He shook his head in disbelief. "What did you say?" He asked as if giving her a chance to take it back, take her beatings and be done with it. Not this time. She didn't even care if he killed her – which he was completely capable of – at the end of the day, Jon was right, he was right all along. Drogo was right as well, Sansa, Tyrion…all of them were right. He was never going to respect her, he wasn't getting any better or wiser, he was only getting more and less drunk, but drunk and violent nevertheless, she would use the term borderline abusive, but he had crossed that line one too many times with her. Calling her a cunt, after everything… it was just too much even for her to handle.

"I said you will never call me that again." She said it louder this time and dared to step forward. It all happened in a flash. The door behind him shut close and was locked, he was in front of her, then his hands were around her neck. She fell to the ground as his foot landed straight to her stomach, spatting despicable words in her direction. She tried to get up and defend herself but his fist met her face and all she saw was red. The next thing she remembers is being pushed down on to her bed, him climbing on top of her and in that very moment her mind went blank, all of the emotions she once felt were gone, her soul was sucked out of her body, her heart didn't beat and her mind no longer recognized him as someone she ever held dear.

His eyes met hers in a flash and she knew this would be the last time those god damned eyes would ever stare so furiously at hers. She saw her own eyes in the reflection of the dagger he pulled up over her and she knew it was time. Her own brother was going to kill her, murder her in cold blood. In that moment she knew, it was time to say goodbye to the only family she's ever had, staring face to face at one another, but not in the way he had envisioned. For once, Dany was not going to let his plans run through, she was not going to be his puppet. Her free hand dug in to the side of her mattress, grabbing firmly on to the cold metal handle she never thought she would have used and in a matter of seconds his body was in an all-consuming cramp, his eyes were bloody red and his chest started heaving.

"D-D-Dany-" he barely managed to breathe out. Before she knew it his body felt even heavier on top of hers, almost suffocating her with its weight. She just lay there without moving, without breathing, without thinking. She stabbed her brother. Daenerys Targaryen has stabbed her brother, her only brother to death.

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