A/N: I know probably none of you who are reading this besides those who already reviewed will do this, but enjoy the chapter! And afterwards, I would greatly appreciate it if you reviewed!
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Running.
She ran, quickly, and as fast as she could. She ran away from the mansion, into her car, and then drove.
"Natalie!"
"Don't do this!"
"Please! Come back!"
"It doesn't have to be this way!"
Natalie's eyes widened, hearing Dan's voice. Hadn't she hurt him, with the dart? The dart wasn't poisoned, it was just laced with sleep serum. She caught on to the other voices. Amy. Jake. Atticus. Sinead. Ned? But where was Ian? Why wasn't he calling her name? Why are you even asking that question? He hates you. You killed them. He'll never forgive you. There's no going back. A little voice said in the back of her mind, answering her question.
She listened to the shouts of her name, the wails of the sirens. The British girl closed her eyes. The voice was right. There was no going back. The deed was done. They were dead. She had killed them. And nothing could ever change that.
The teen pressed her foot on the pedal even harder. She swerved, narrowly missing a car as she ran a red light. The screech of tires filled her ears, a loud smash sounding as a car crash occurred.
Natalie winced. She was remorseful. She honestly didn't know why she killed them. It was a moment of anger, and once she gutted Ted, she knew there was no way out.
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Dan rushed outside, watching as Natalie's red Bugatti drove away, clearly going over the speed limit. "NATALIE!" He shouted after her, as loud as his body would let him be.
"Don't do this!"
"Please! Come back!"
"It doesn't have to be this way!"
Dan looked around, others were yelling for her. Amy, Jake, Atticus, even Sinead and Ned were yelling for her to come back.
Don't do this to me, Natalie. Dan silently begged, I just realized…realized how much you mean to me.
As if hearing his thoughts, the Bugatti in the distance slowed down suddenly. Dan felt his heart rise, was she coming back? Was she going to turn around? Was she…was she going to turn herself in?
No. Dan got his answer, the word ringing in his mind as the car sped up again, running red lights and narrowly avoiding a baby blue van. The red car drove on and on, until it became only a speck in the distance.
Dan felt his heart break in half, the shards floating to the pit of his stomach. She wasn't going to come back.
"It'll be alright." Dan felt arms circle around him, hugging Dan from behind. Amy's voice whispered into his ear softly. Dan could tell, by the tone of her voice, that she was almost just as upset as he was.
The boy hugged his sister back, turning around to face her. "I know," he replied, his voice slightly muffled as he buried his face into her shoulder, "I know." He repeated.
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A blinding light shone into Ian's eyes, and the guy blinked. He looked around. The room was white, all white. Ian's ears caught the beeping of a heart monitor.
Hospital, he thought immediately. The events came crashing back at full force. Ian's eyes widened, the poison! He thought in a panic. He didn't feel anything wrong with his body. He wasn't paralyzed. He wasn't dizzy. Then what was wrong with him?
Suddenly, Amy's face was hovering over his. A worried expression plastered onto her features.
"Ian, are you okay?" She asked in worry. "You weren't poisoned, the doctors and Sinead said. Natalie just laced the dart with sleeping serum."
"That explains the lack of feeling poisoned." Ian grumbled.
"Hey! Cobra! You up yet?" yelled a familiar, very annoying voice that belonged to a certain Madrigal called Dan.
"Yes, I am up for your information." Ian snorted.
"Good! Cuz Natalie escaped and now a giant manhunt is being held for her." Dan said, approaching the bed.
Ian sighed, closing his eyes as he rested his head on the pillow. Natalie…why? He thought in despair. Why? Because she is just like Isabel. A cruel voice said in his mind. No she isn't! Mother was evil! Natalie isn't! Ian argued back. Oh yeah? If Natalie isn't evil then why did she kill Jonah, Ted, and Madison? The voice sneered. Ian couldn't defend her when that was brought up. Well it doesn't matter. Because I'm going to find her, and I'm going to bring her back to normal. Ian thought, determination sparking in his eyes.
Because he wasn't going to let Natalie be like Isabel. And he was going to stop her. If it was the last thing he did.
