TW: $u!cide, implied r@pe, murder, death, blood

Kyra stared at Heather Chandler's body sprewn across the carpet, the clear bleach dripping from her lips. "I just killed my best friend"

"And your worst enemy" Eliza corrected her, seemingly unaffected by what just happened, almost as if she'd planned it.

"Oh same difference" Kyra dismissed her, still in complete and utter shock. "Oh what the hell are we meant to do now?!"

"Shhhh it's okay" Eliza wrapped her warm arms around Kyra's waist to sooth her and Kyra started to relax before snapping out of it, glancing up at Eliza and gazing into her soft, weirdly calm eyes. Eliza gave her a soft smile, gently stroking her hair. "It's okay sweetheart. I have a plan. You can forge handwriting right?"

Kyra furrowed her eyebrows. "Yeah, why?"

"Well why don't we make it look like a suicide and you write the suicide note?" She grinned, pulling out a notepad and pen.

"I don't know Eliza. I don't know if I can do this" Kyra nervously bit her lip as she was handed the pen and paper.

"Of course you can, unless you wanna get caught" she pursed her lips and firmly placed her hands on her hips.

"Fine" Kyra sighed as she frantically began to write, both guilt and panic overtaking her at the same time

*

 A few days later, the whole Heather situation had seemed to wash over and things were back to semi normal. Everyone had seemed to have forgotten about what happened at the party and the suicide note was so believable that no one suspected a thing. However, things were about to take a turn for the worst, both at school and in Kyra's rocky relationship.

Kyra was hanging around at home when she got a call from Heather McNamara begging for help and to meet her in the graveyard. Being the good friend she was, she happily agreed. However, looking back on it, she regretted that decision. Turns out Kurt and Ram were very horny and wanted to have some fun with the two alive Heathers so Kyra was used as bait instead. She huffed as she realised the situation she was in. Some friends they were.

She stealthily avoided each of their advances but these two were persistent and wouldn't take no for an answer. She knew what she had to do. She swiftly and skillfully kicked the back of their legs so they tumbled over into cow manouer. This was the perfect opportunity for her to run for it.

Not looking back, she ran as fast as she could to the place she felt safest in: Eliza's house. She soon collapsed at the front door, exhausted. Eliza heard a thud and quickly ran downstairs to check it out. Her heart dropped when she saw a defeated Kyra lying there, tears slowly trickling down her cheek. She gently and carefully lifted her up and carried her to her room

Eliza gently placed Kyra in the bed and sat beside her, a reassuring smile yet something sinister hidden behind her eyes. "Hey what happened honey?" She asked as she gently stroked Kyra's hair.

"Kurt and Ram" Kyra spluttered out, still trying to catch her breath. "They tried to..." she couldn't finish her sentence, feeling shame wash over her as more tears fell down her cheeks.

"It's okay babe. Let it all out. We'll get them back don't you worry"

Kyra looked up in confusion, softly wiping away her tears. "What do you mean?"

"They made you cry. But that will end tonight. You are the only thing that's right about this broken world. Go on and cry. But when the morning comes we'll burn it down and then we'll build the walls again" She gently stroked her cheeks, gazing into Kyra's deep blue pools for eyes, sorrow glistening in her own. "Our love is God"

"Are you okay?" Kyra asked as she frowned, deeply concerned for her girlfriend.

Eliza gently grabbed Kyra's hands in hers, still gazing into her eyes. "I was alone. I was a frozen lake. But then you melted me awake. See, now I'm crying too" she softly chuckled, allowing a tear to fall down her cheek. "You're not alone"

"You're not alone" Kyra reassured her as she gently stroked the back of Eliza's hand with her thumb.

"And when the morning comes. We'll burn away that tear and raise our city here. Our love is God" Eliza smiled as she gently pulled her hands away and knelt down beside her bed, pulling out a gun.

Kyra's eyes widened in both shock and awe. Eliza just got a whole lot hotter. "Woah is that real?"

"Yeah but we're filling it with Ich Luge bullets" Eliza grinned as she loaded the gun.

Kyra furrowed her brow. "Ich Luge?"

Eliza nodded. "My grandad scored them in World War 2. They contain a powerful tranquilliser. The Nazis used them to face their own suicides when the Russians invaded Berlin. We'll use them to knock Ram and Kurt out long enough to make it look like a suicide. Complete with a suicide note"

She grinned as she handed Kyra a pen and paper and Kyra smiled, quickly forging their handwriting, writing "Ram and I died because we had to hide our gay forbidden love from a missaproving world". She chuckled, glad they were getting what they deserved.

"And when the morning comes they'll both be laughing stocks" Eliza took Kyra's hand in hers, helping her up. Kyra grinned as she gladly took it.

"So let's go hunt some jocks" they both grinned sinisterly as their hands intertwined.

*

Kyra waited patiently at the graveyard where she asked the boys to meet her when she called them. But what they didn't know was it was all part of a set up. She'd be used as the bait and Eliza would jump in and knock them out. At least that's what Kyra thought.

Soon the two boys arrived, clearly very excited and struggling to contain it. Kyra hid her devious smirk and put on an innocent smile.

There was an awkward pause for a moment before Ram broke the silence. "So um...do we just whip it out or what?"

"Take it slow Ram. Strip for me" she demanded in an assertive voice.

The two boys quickly stripped, clearly excited.

"What about you?" Kurt asked as he pulled off his trousers.

"I was hoping you could rip my clothes off my sport" she suggestively bit her lip, making the two boys even more excited.

They exchanged a quick glance before Kurt happily nodded. "We can do that"

Now in just their underwear, they placed their hands on either side of her blouse. "Count of three" Kyra told them and they nodded as they counted together. "One. Two"

"Three" Eliza interrupted as she pointed her gun at Ram, the bullet flying straight through his ribs and causing him to stumble back. She then aimed at Kurt but missed.

Kurt's eyes widened in shock and horror. "Holy crap!" He started to run for his life, trying to find somewhere to hide.

Kyra glanced at Ram's body, then at Kurt then at Eliza in shock and confusion. "Stay there I'll get him back" Eliza told her as she ran after Kurt. 

Kyra stared at Ram's body in horror as blood poured out.  She shook it, hoping that Eliza hadn't lied to her. "Ram? You're just unconscious right? Ram? Ram!" she yelled, frantically shaking his body now.

Eliza ignored her girlfriend's yells, intent on killing Kurt as he bolted away from her at full speed. "Why are you chasing me?!" Kurt yelled as he frantically climbed the nearest fence in an attempt to run away.

Eliza pointed her gun right at him, insanity glistening in her eyes. "Get off the fence! Get off the damn fence!" She yelled demandingly. Kyra watched in shock and confusion. What had Eliza become? Or was she like this already but Kyra was too blinded by love to see it? 

"I don't understand!" Kurt yelled back, panic pulsing through his veins.

"We can start and finish wars. We're what killed the dinasours. We're the asteroid that overdue" Eliza's hand wrapped around the trigger as she glanced back at Kyra's face pleading her not too. Tears started to trickle down Kyra's cheeks as she frantically shook her head. For a moment, Eliza contemplated whether she was making the right decision. She closed her eyes tightly, remembering how the two had treated Kyra and any guilt she felt vanished into thin air as her concentration was back on Kurt.

"Stop being a dick!" Kurt screamed, not knowing what to do.

"The dinasours will turn to dust" Eliza's voice became more intense as she aimed the gun directly at Kurt's chest.

"What does that mean?!?" Kurt was thourougly confused yet panicked at this point.

"They'll die because we say they must!" She squeezed the trigger as a bullet flew through Kurt's chest, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

Kyra stared at the scene infront of her, unable to fully process what had just happened. "What the fuck have you done?!" She stared directly at Eliza as she stood to her feet, evidently mad at her with a twinge of guilt in her heart.

Eliza turned around to face Kyra, her face softening as she dropped the gun, slowly approaching Kyra as Kyra tried to step back. "I worship you. I'd trade my life for yours. We'll make them dissapear. We'll plant our garden here. Our love is God" She stood behind Kyra, gathering her into her arms in a gesture of half-comfort and half- menace. Kyra, overwhelmed by shock and horror, was powerless to resist as she stared blankly at the dead bodies.

"Our love is God"