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shit.. how could they have found me? its been four years. four years since the last chaser attack, and then all of a sudden they find me. buying pregnancy tests. i swerve in to the drive way, not even listening for the chink of metal and croncrete as i jump out of my car and grap josh's hand. "run" i whisper, and i bolt up the stairs. i can't beleive it. tears start to cascade down my cheeks, but i dont care, i just continue to push my legs up and down until i reach the apartment door. i slam it open and liam is already oredering everyone to pack up their belongings. he runs up to me and hold me tight against his chest. "time?" he whipsers "we have about five to ten minutes before they come get me" i sigh, more tears rolling down my cheek "liam.. i... if they come get me, and we're too late, just run, ok? i dont want you getting hurt, i wont let them touch you" his eyes were red and puffy, his cheeks stained witth fresh tears. "bethany marie cooper, i will never, ever let them take you away from me, you understand?" i nod my head "i love you" he whisper, and i whisper back, "not as much as i love you" and i relase his shoulders and pull away from his chest. "we have to pack" 

My old teddy, blankets, pillows, photos, memories. all going into liams car at the back exit. we are moving as fast as we can, when i hear the door get kicked in i hear louis yell "liam, bethany run!" i could not let him die. i tell liam to go as fast as he could as i ran into the kitchen and yelled at the boys. "IN THE CAR, NOW!" they turned in mid-air as they sprinted for the car. oh shit oh shit oh shit. i never realised how tall chasers were. i turned and ducked as a bullet just skimmed the top of my head. ok, now we are getting into deep deep shit. i ran into my bedroom and jumped across the bed, grabbing my pistol out of the top draw and running back out into the kitchen. one of the chasers had turned around, and i took advantage of that. before chaser number one could even open his mouth i shot number four in the head and ran. liam was crying, and in no state to drive, so louis had jumped in front seat. "MOVE!" i yelled at the top of my lungs as liam turned around and almost exploded at the sight of a gun in my hand. my singlet had almost been completely torn to peices, and same with my jeans. good thing i packed extra. 

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