The Girl Who Killed

Epilogue

Sorry that the last chapter was so short, but I wanted this and that, and I couldn't extend that. So, yeah. I'm sorry, but here we go with the final ending, right? I'll have more message after this. 

~Two Years Later~

The box was set down steadily by a man in a blue jump suit. He looked behind him. "That it?" 

The woman he was working for nodded, and he slammed the back of the car closed. 

"Wat's your name, anyway?" 

"Natalie." She smiled at him, her dark skin wrinkling at the corners of her eyes, making her look older than she was. Her black hair was short only to mid neck, her eyes a deep green, the smile on her lips full of secrets.

"Well, Natalie, pleasure doing business with you. Be safe, there have been a lot of accidents on this road." 

Natalie nodded and waved good-bye to the man in the suit. After he was gone, she turned to the house. "Ares! Buttercup! Come on!" 

Two German Shepherds came bounding out of the house, followed by two men, both very slender in weight. "You sure you want to leave? You don't want to go see the house or anything?" 

Natalie laughed. "I swore the night I woke up in the hospital that I'd never go there again, Robin. I'm sorry." She opened the door and the dogs climbed in. "Tell Kyle I'm sorry I had to leave while he was gone." 

Christian nodded, and they exchanged hugs. "You sure you want to leave Clare?" 

"For two years now, big guy." Robin whispered from behind him. 

Tears came to both of the men's eyes. 

"I'll come and visit from Florida sometimes, I promise." 

"What about Kyle? Kale?"

"Kale and I haven't talked in two years, Robin. He got stabbed and he blamed me, and he was out of there. As for Kyle- he'll do better without me." 

"He loves you." 

A tear rolled to Natalie's cheek.

"Nada, please." Christian whispered, pulling her into another hug. "Your parents are here, the people that love you are here. Why don't you stay?" 

"My parents are dead." Natalia spit. "And I don't go by Nada now."

"Unless it's me." A deep voice came from behind her and she spun.

"Kyle." She gasped, running over and jumping into his arms. "I love you, but I have to go." 

He nodded, planting a small, final kiss on her cheek. "Find Kale, okay?" 

A tear escaped her eye. "I will, Kyle. I promise." 

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"You were right." 

The darkness was overwhelming. Nothing could be seen but the faint, pulsing glow of the small light. 

"Yes, Kale, I was right." A woman's seductive voice came from nowhere. "And now," she giggled, and a light clicked on, temporarily blinding Kale. "Now, we can win this." 

"She's more valuable than we thought, then?" He rested his hands against the girl's arms, which were draped around his shoulders from behind. 

Zoe leaned down and kissed him, leaving a blood red lipstick print on his lips. "She's times more valuable than we thought. She will help us end this." Her whisper was one that you would here coming from a kniving snake. "We just have to end her first." 

She circled around, sitting on Kale's lap, straddling him in his chair, the single chair in front of the table. She leaned over, kissing his neck. "She's my sister." His voice was choked. 

"We have to do it if you want us to be together, if you want to rule this place." 

"What's she have to do with anything?" Kale asked, his voice more shaky than ever now that Zoe was moving her lips down to his bare chest. 

"Everything." Zoe answered, kissing his scar from where he was stabbed. "Absolutely everything." 

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So, I know that this probably wasn't that good as a book, or maybe even a story, but I had fun writing this. The moral is pretty much to trust your gut about people, but you might get something else from it. Uhm, comment or whatever, vote it, tell people about it. I really appreciate your support. So, uhm, yeah. Love you guys, yer the best. 

Should I write a sequel or no? 

:) -Bree