-8-

Elsa exhaled in disbelief as the monster pulled out of her, his eyes scanning the door, his whole body tense. Not even close to how tense her's was. She couldn't breath but she struggled to keep her composure. Anna, Anna run away as fast as you can! But of course Anna wouldn't listen most likely because Anna was incapable of it wasn't she?! She had told the beautiful ginger and Anna had promised she would stay away!…And then, to simply watch…her teeth pushed together so hard it felt like they were going to break. She watched her fathers face as he pulled on clothes quickly and quietly. His expression was dark and angry, and her heart raced further when he reached down into his bags, unzipped a pocket, and pulled out something dull and black and metal.

A gun. Elsa wanted to scream because no, no thing's had just gotten more complicated, more horrible and she was sure one of them was going to die. And she'd make damn sure that it wasn't Anna.

Elsa clambered off the bed quickly. Fuck, no, no, this was all wrong. Anna! Get away from here! But the creak of wood outside made it clear that Anna thought she could escape slowly and walk away from this…Elsa turned her eyes around the room wildly. The phone stopped screaming and father was walking out the door now. "Don't worry," He stared at her with his wide eyes, "I'll keep you safe…our future depends on it," She struggled to keep her composure as he slid his hand along her face, his flesh hot and filthy on her. She herself was bathed in heat and burning. Made worse by humiliation. I didn't want you to see that…her tears streamed down her face as he left, and she realized she had to keep Anna safe still. She rubbed her eyes, and searched desperately for some kind of weapon. There was nothing she could possibly use! She wished she had a knife, something.

She slid out the door, peered down the long corridor, he was looking around and she assumed Anna had hid. Stupid girl why won't you leave?! She wanted to scream, sob, die, anything to make this moment end. He would kill Anna if she tried to hurt him, and if she backed down and gave up…she was going to feel something worse than a bullet. Elsa darted into the bathroom, eyes scanning. Nothing nothing nothi…She grasped the vase they had set up above the toilet, a delicate blue little thing made of glass that Anna loved… and breathed deeply. "Come on out you piece of shit," Father boomed, and she gripped the heavy thing, and clutched it to her chest.

Adrenaline pumped through her veins in one sudden rush as she smashed the glass vase, creating a small explosion of colored glass and she grasped a piece. He stopped yelling threats…and she tensed. "Don't worry, I just got a little scared, thought maybe he was in here…" It was like her heart had grown feet and was smashing them on the inside of her chest cavity, her teeth were sinking into her bottom lip so deep she tasted blood. She would fucking stab him if he came in here, she'd try to, and she'd probably get killed along the way but her baby wasn't going to get hurt by the monster, not her. Anyone but her.

There was a hushed moment. Then it was evident he had gone back to searching. He trusted her so much already? He was disgusting. Obsessed with her, and his disgusting and strange homosexual habits. She tested out the shard on herself, and she hissed with pain as blood dripped from her palm, and she had no doubt this thing could kill. It's sharp, broken jagged end would rip him open and Anna would be okay and all the pain would end… She stepped out of the bathroom. He was heading down the stairs, the gun gripped tight in his hand. She'd enjoy this. She'd enjoy this a lot. Anna made an appearance then, peaking out from behind the island in the kitchen. Her eyes met Anna's and what the look meant was obvious. I'll distract him. Elsa wondered why, why Anna hadn't done anything before…but she pushed those thoughts away and Father smirked. "Found you, Anna baby doll, I knew it was you!" He cracked his neck, "I'm gonna string your neck and fix you up."

"Is that what you fucking tell yourself so you can sleep the night, that you're helping us," There was the explosion of a shot, as Anna dashed out from behind the counter, and Elsa crept closer, slowly stepping down the stairs after him. She had the honor of watching the marble top of the island explode, and her heart clenched because this was her home, her and Anna's home and he was destroying it not only with his gun with his presence, making it dark and beyond filthy. His steps were steady and she wondered how he didn't hear her heart, her chest heaving. She had her mouth clamped firmly shut.

"Someone like you couldn't understand, you're like them. Sick. You think a woman can be with another woman. I figured it out, I cured Elsa," He said proudly, and his voice was so confident, so devoted, so…so fucking sure that she felt sick. He honestly thought that, had obsessed over it so much that it became true in his mind…it was disturbing. She grasped the shard tighter and she raised it, ready to stab, ready to kill, she only needed a bit closer. Her feet pressed too hard, and the wood creaked beneath her. "..." He pointed the weapon in her direction, and she froze, and the pistol was in her face and she could feel death upon her. He was smiling, his head slightly turned. "Or maybe I am wrong, and I have to try harder," he whispered, and his tone said that he wouldn't kill her, he'd make her suffer and he'd tear her apart again. No, not this time, not with Anna here, she wouldn't be weak with Anna here! She still had the shard, and he had noticed it now and was smirking.

She pushed her hand forward quickly, knowing of course that it was pointless and he held her wrist tight. Anna moved then, and Elsa had never seen someone move so fast. Silver glinted in her hand, and Elsa gasped and tried to hold him in place. He just smirked. And he twisted her wrist hard and he tugged her close and he pressed the barrel to her head and no, she wished she was stronger. She wouldn't let him hurt her anymore. She struggled to keep the glass in her hand, and blood was pouring from her hand in torrents because she was gripping it so hard as he tried to pull it free and no no NO Anna was frozen and she was looking afraid and no, Don't you let him hurt her, and she cried out as he twisted her wrist harder, harder, and that gun pressed harder into her. It hurt, it hurt so bad, it was cutting her open and the pain was immense. With a waterfall of blood, the crimson-painted piece of glass fell from her hand and she sobbed because this was so stupid and so wrong and she had actually thought she could protect herself and Anna. And Anna was so stupid for coming and now it was all over!

"Drop the fucking knife you little bitch," He growled, and Anna just stared in terror. Just like that time, only moments before when he was inside and she just stared, she just stared and her eyes said enough, she thought Elsa was filthy and now, her eyes said that Elsa was weak! Tears nearly blinded her and Anna looked down at the blade and the gun pushed harder into her. "Oh you don't care about her." Anna's eyes met hers, and she seemed to try to be staying strong… "I'll kill her. I'll fucking kill her and I'm so rich, have so many contacts so deep in the fucking government and in politics that it'd be you and your disgusting lesbian mother who'd be put in prison!" He was laughing now. "Put the knife down Anna!"

"We're your daughters…don't-"

"Blood means nothing to me," he growled deeply. "It doesn't matter at all. I don't care if you're my daughter or not, it doesn't change what you are."

"It doesn't have to be this-"

"Shut the fuck up," He roared and Elsa flinched because it was too loud, so painful in her ear and she trembled, and wished wished wished wished she was a man, wished she was stronger, wished she could kill him! "Don't you look at me with those filthy slut eyes," He laughed wildly, and his eyes narrowed and he beamed and Elsa tensed as his grip on her tightened. "I saw you, I saw you at night and in the shower, shoving your fingers in yourself like some fucking whore," and Elsa gave her credit because Anna didn't even flinch. But her eyes said she was disturbed that she was humiliated and Elsa felt like a monster because a part of herself whispered Now you know what it's like.

She swallowed hard. And Anna dropped the knife on the floor, and she trembled visibly. Some part of Elsa shattered, perhaps it was her hope…she realized no one could save her. No one could save her from this not even Anna. Anna had failed her just like Elsa had failed herself and now they were bother going to die...that dangerous, strange part of her whispered again It's Anna's fault, isn't it? And she was shaking her head, no, that wasn't right…she couldn't think like that, she loved Anna, she loved her so much and the girl didn't do this on purpose. She could have saved you when he was unsuspecting, while he was in you with his back turn, she could have- She forced the thoughts away, and she tried to stay calm. It was hard to pretend to be calm.

"You're a freak," Anna whispered and he smirked.

"Says the lesbian freak," He smirked, and Anna met her eyes. I'm sorry. And the guilt for her thoughts faded because she was sure Anna felt the same way, in a moment like this, it was easy to blame another. All that mattered was that they were with each other. "Say, you're both fucking faggot freaks," He grabbed her tightly, and she shoved her away. Into Anna. The gun pointed back at them. "Why don't you give me a show." The look on his eyes was wild and needy and she shuddered with dread, because he was getting off on having them at gunpoint. What a fucking freak…there was tent in his boxers and oh god, she felt sick and Anna and her just stared at each other.

"Come on, is that what lesbians do? Just stand there? Seriously, show me what's so good about it. Convince me I'm wrong." Anna stared into her eyes, and Elsa smiled because she felt so strong whenever she looked into those blue eyes. Even with him inside she knew, that if it kept Anna safe, she could survive. She had given up hope and he had won, and she had given up again moments before and he had won again but each time Anna had rescued her. She had thought of so many things before Anna, so many paths for the future and each had ended with her strung up with a rope around her neck, or her wrists torn open, and worse and oh god Anna she rescued Elsa from herself. She wouldn't let him win, not this time, wouldn't give him the right to see their love, their intimacy.

"No," She whispered slowly and he stared in disbelief. And the gun pointed at her now. "Go ahead, go ahead and shoot me you piece of shit!" She screamed, and he was trembling now because she was sure he wouldn't shoot because he overpowered those who relented, those who gave up and she was stronger, she was so much stronger than he was with Anna at her side, Anna's hand grazing her own. "Shoot me. Kill me. It's better than all the things you've done to me for the past three years…and the years before," She shuddered. Memories of him, watching her when he thought she was asleep, in the shower, touching her even before that day he actually did it.

He smiled strangely and laughed, "I gave you everything you wanted!" He said, his voice high and angry and she pulled Anna behind her and she shook her head. She stared him in the eye.

"You were never one of them," she said slowly. "You're disgusting. You haven't changed me. I love women just as much as before. You could have shut me out could have abandoned me but I realize now why you didn't!" She calmed herself again, and Anna touched her hand. "You rape, because you want to overpower women! You don't care if they're gay, you get off on their pain and their fearful, sobbing submission and you get off on making them pregnant! Then when they kill themselves, like mother when I was only just a baby, then you find another one!"

"I'm doing this for the good of the world, you're sick baby girl," He purred and her stomach turned and she screamed.

"Kill me! Kill me "daddy", just end this, because I don't want this anymore! Kill me!" And he shook his head and it was clear, that never in his wildest dreams did he actually expect her to rebel because none of them did. None of the women before. She'd avenge them. She'd make sure her mother didn't die in vain, make sure Anna's mother didn't have to be afraid anymore, make sure Anna wasn't hurt! She steadied herself in front of Anna.

"I'm sorr-"

"Not now," She said coldly, "we'll discuss this later." And Anna went quiet. And she held onto Elsa desperately and shit, she was a kid and she was doing this. She was a kid and Elsa had to protect her. "When I go for him, you run Anna, you run and you don't turn back." She looked back and Anna was shaking her head. "It's not a request. As your older sister, as your lover, I am ordering you to leave, because you have to make sure that if I don't live through this…all those women know they're safe now. Find them, and you comfort them and don't be angry at your mother because she was scared too…" Elsa was whispering and perhaps speaking to fast but Anna was taking it all in. Then she slowly nodded.

Her blood felt hot as it pumped hard and fast. She clutched the kitchen knife in her dripping, ravaged hand and she stepped closer. That gun trembled and she knew he was a coward. He wouldn't shoot yet. Not before Elsa got to him. They'd take each other down! Everything this night had gone wrong. SO many things could have gone differently, gone better, but it was no time for regrets because she was going to win in the end. This, wouldn't go wrong.She was better than him! Years of feeling filthy, insignificant, disgusting and used would end…and she and Anna would have their happy ever after.

She moved quickly. And she didn't even feel the bullet as it tore through her. At least, she didn't feel the pain. She just felt the rage, felt the power welling up in her. And she felt the blade in her hand, felt it plunge into his upper chest, almost his neck. He cried out and she knew he didn't expect it because he thought she was weak and she resisted, resisted the urge to keep on stabbing him over and over and over again because if she killed him, if she fucking killed him there would be no happy ending. She would be put away. And he would never get the real punishment he deserved! So when she felt him give, and his eyes slid shut, she just dropped the weapon and breathed.

She heard Anna screaming, screaming for help. She must have called someone. The energy was flowing out of her as quickly as it came, and she looked down…she had indeed been shot, hadn't she? Her naked, cold chest was open. She hardly felt it. She simply felt this…grim satisfaction, this…power…her heart pounded desperately and she smiled and now Anna was close and everything was getting colder. "Anna," she whispered, "we'll have our happy ending now right?" And she was nodding and was holding her.

"Yes, yes we will, we'll be together forever, " she sobbed. It doesn't feel like it. But she just smiled. It feels like I'll be gone soon. She smiled.

"I love you."

"I love you too, I love you too! Come on hold on hold on, I love you, the police on their way and they have ambulances! Elsa! Don't you leave me, don't you leave us! Don't close your eyes,Elsa!" Anna screamed. She couldn't see her anymore, she could only see parts of her. Half of her vision was black, and the other half was coated with stars and then…she just let it all go. And she closed her eyes to the beautiful sound of Anna's voice. And everything went black.

A/N: words can not describe how sorry I am for the lack of warnings on last chapter, what's done is done however, hope you enjoyed this one. Thanks for the feedback, and hope you give just as much this time, review as always :)