"I saw daddy hurting you," the child says. "I just wanted him to be a little sick."
The elder sister drapes her arm around the younger, "It's okay. It's going to be okay." She says with a broking heart. After crying together they fall asleep.
Afterwards they get their father's life insurance money and live their lives a little broken, but together.
One night as they eat dinner "tragedy" strikes. The father smiles at his eldest daughter; imagining how he's going to abuse her tonight. The highschooler picks at her food dreading what's coming. Her little sister does the same. Her father takes another bite of his food and swallows. With a stuttered gulp his smile fades away. He grabs his throat trying to breath.
After the funeral the sisters go home. The eldest hears whimpering from youngers room. She enters and crawls into bed with her, back to front, pressing her comforting body against hers. After a soft moment, the elder says, "I know what you did and it's okay." Her little body tenses up. "I found the kitchen chemicals you hid away; you should have put it back where you found it. But, why?
His daughters look at him concerned and worried as he panics. His eldest starts to go to him but And watches him struggle. He glares at her and chokes. He tries to go for her but falls over a chair. His youngest screams and panics as he struggles his way to death. In moments he's dead.
The elder sister drapes her arm around the younger, "It's okay. It's going to be okay." She says with a broking heart. After crying together they fall asleep.
Afterwards they get their father's life insurance money and live their lives a little broken, but together.
The End.