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I wanted to thank all of you who took the time to review on this story and my other one-shot. It really means a lot and I mean really, you guys don't know how many squeals and uncontrolable smiles come when you guys decide to review for me... :D

-Mozzi-girl I'm so incredibly sorry! I hope you guys work out to like this chapter, cause I don't but thanks again for the review!

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I can't make any promises that this won't be short...afterall, I make it along as I go...:P but yeah, I really have no idea where I'm going with this, so please bear with me if it doesn't make alot sense...This is turning out worse than I thought it would, and I was going to leave this story and just start a new one, but I didn't want to leave you guys in the dark.

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Present

You are now Natara Williams...

You stand, frozen in your room, thinking you where hallucinating. Was that...Was that Blaise! Surely, the voice sounded too low and manly... Your natural instincts is telling you to turn around, but your too late. You know even before the steel cold knife plunges in your back, that the killer is in your room.

You fall infront, but luckly catch yourself. You turn around to tackle, and before you know, you see a black wavy piece of hair infront of you before the knife once agains plunges thrustfully in your chest!

You are unable to stop from falling hard on the floor. You lay on the ground hoplessly. You look up to see a man, pale white with black wavy hair just an inch from his shoulders. He breaths heavily, taking a moment to collect himself. His face looks completly evil, and tortureous. But his eyes say he's been hurt and scarred bad. You touch the part of your chest where he has stabbed you. You groan in pain, and wince when the man starts talking, realizing he has a softer voice than you expected...

"I...oh my gosh...I'm so sorry, I didn't mean...Look at what I've done!" The rolls his head into his hands, and you think you can hear his sob quietly.

You manage to get up with all your strength. The man sits on your bed, a look of regret on his face. You feel awkward, thinking am I trying to comfort the man who just stabbed me in my chest! You ignore you thoughts, and are about to put you hand on his shoulder when you hear another voice...A familiar...country accent...

"What is wrong with you! I've taught you better!" Blaise reveals from the darkness, wearing nothing but the same black cape as the man. He turns around about to say sorry to her, when she grabs a knife of her own and stabs the man 3 times! He falls to the floor, breathing heavily, clutching his wound.

"Oh well...Carson was always the weak link anyway..." Blaise shrugs her shoulders as if something ordinary has just happened. You want to help Carson, all the while, run away.

You look up at her, suprise in your eyes. Your mind is processing the last of her comment. All the last few weeks play back in your mind. Blaise is the killer! You are shocked, yet you expected it. You are angry at yourself for neglecting the thoughts, suspicions and clues you had, clear to show Blaise was the killer. You forget she is standing over you, looking down at you with a smile. She inches closer.

"You know Natara, I never thought I would have to kill you. I mean, ofcourse I wanted to, just never thought it would actually come down to this... But, who knows life always throws you suprises."

She lunges at you with incredible speed! Your mind is to slow to move, let alone even dodge. You stand there frozen as she tackles you to the ground, clamping her hands around you neck. You try and let go, but you already know it's too late. There's nothing you can do now. You just lay there, realizing the last memory you'll have of the world, was having Mal's lover choke you to death.

Then Carson pushes her off, but not hard enough. She stabs him for the 6th time, sending him to crash in the wall. He lays helplessly. Blaise gets back on you.

Blaise flashes a smile as she realizes she's winning. You face turns read from the lack of breath. Your eyes start to roll back. You don't fight it, you know there's no way you will win. You think of Mal, wanting to know that you never loved someone more than him, for your last moments. Your pulse stops, your limbs lays still, and you-

Ding!

You hear a message play back, and Blaise lets go, listening close to the message. You take the moment to let in a few breaths, thinking what could possible be so important that it would stop Blaise from killing you. And thats when you hear it.

"...I completly forgot I left it there, I'm sorry, I know it's late, but it has my credit cards in it, so I'll be there in five. Bye" Mal's sweet voice tugs the smallest of smiles to your face.

Even while being killed,he can make me smile...

Blaise looks as if a plan is coming up to her. You know what she's thinking before she even gets off of you.

"It's not going to work Blaise. He'll know you killed me, look at the apartment." You both look around. The blood splatter, the knife, the crash in the wall. Carson's almost dead body struggling for breath. Carson! You feel incredibly for leaving the person who tried to save your life, in the dark.

"Good idea, Prettyface. I'll just have to kill him too." Your eyes go read with horror, as Blaise licks her lips hungrily.

"How could you! You love him!"

"I don't 'love' anyone!" Blaise sends a scream, causing you to clamp you hand over you ears. "I don't care about anyone! I'm not going to Jail!"

Everything goes silent as Blaise paces around you room looking for a weapon. Untill...you hear a knock on the door.

"Natara! Nat, is everything okay? I heard screaming." Mal's starts threatning to blow open the door. His knocks turn into fists, pushing hardly against the door. "Nat! Natara open up right now!"

You let out a week 'Mal' before Blaise slaps you hard.

Blaise comes to your hear in a harsh whisper.

"You stay quiet. You know, I could still run away right now. You make even the slightest move, I will kill Mal, putting a bullet through each and every limb in his body.

Blaise leaves the room/

You keep quiet, knowing you'd take three bullets to the head if that's what it took to keep Mal alive and safe.

You walk over to Carson. There are fear-filled tears in his eyes. He's clutching two places where Blaise had stabbed him. You apply preasure, than squeeze his hand. You whisper in his ear.

"I promise I'll get you out."

You peek over slightly to to the end of the door. Blaise quietly opens the lock, then hides in the kitchen. The door swings open, and Mal walks in, confused.

"Hello? Natara? Nat, did you just open that door?" You want to call out to him, when you see Blaise's face in the kitchen giving you the you-know-what-will-happen-next look.

He looks around your apartment, and finds his wallet sitting on the table. He walks around confused. You sit there staring at him, knowing you'll never love another man again, that is if you get out alive.

You realize you've been staring to long, when he catches a glimpse of your eye and looks straight in your direction.

"Natara! NATARA IS THAT YOU!" You quickly pull back, desperatly trying to find cover. You know even if you did, you wouldn't be able to hide Carson and the condition of the room.

Mal swings the door open, only to find you sitting on the ground desperatly. He takes notice of Carson, but doesn't care. He quickly runs to you applying frantic pressure to your chest.

"Nat, omigod what the hell happened in here!" There's nothing you can do but shake your head slightly.

"Mal please leave now..."

"Nat, what are you saying, I would never leave you here"

"Mal please if you love me..."

"I do love you Natara"

You feel happy, knowing even if you where to die, you'll know that the man you fell the hardest for loves you back.

"Mal...Mal if you loved me, you'd leave now, Mal please leave!"

"Natara, I'm NOT LEAVING!"

You roll your head back and start crying. Not for yourself, but Mal. Knowing if you had the strength, you'd take out Blaise right now. But you don't. Mal doesn't seem to realize that there's a dark shadow covering him. You look up to see Blaise, inches away from plunging Mal in the back.

You scream as hard as you can, knowing it won't be a scream with the condition your in.

"MALL!"

The knife goes deep into Mal's back. Blaise leaves it there, not bothreing.

Mal's eyes go wide, filled with horror. He breaths rapidly and uneavenly.

You mange to mumble;

"No...Mal..."

Blaise stands over Mal's body, making a sickening face.

"ugh...If you're done with your Soap Opera scene, I'd like to finish off Natara now.

You take the last of your strength, to get up and roughly push Blaise out of the room and into your dining table.

"You bitch!" Blaise screams.

You tackle eachother for what feels like forever, sending in a few punches and kicks. Blaise grabs a microwave and shoves it on your head! You fall to the ground, feeling completly dizzy.

The pain is unexplainable, excrusiating. You lay helplessly. You see Mal walk out. He takes a look at you, and charges at Blaise with incredible strength, forgeting she has a gun.

Just as he's a few feet from her, Blaise pulls the trigger.

Mal stands, frozen, knowing he can't do anything now. He takes the last of his moment to look at you, his eyes, filled with love and regrets. Looking at him gives you newfound strength.

You get up and hurl yourself infront of Mal. You catch the bullet straight in the stomach.

A picture frame, hanging infront of Blaise's head drops with the sudden crash, and crashes down on her head. She falls to the floor, all of the blood from her brain spilling out on the floor infront of you.

The last thing you see his Mal stroking your hair, saying "sshh, shh, it's okay, they're coming."

Then, everything goes completley

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Thank you for reading, amazing people. I'll get chapter ten up soon, hopefully, thank God for the weekend otherwise I probably woud have had this up a month from now.

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