A/N: Sorry I didn't post this chapter sooner. It's been done for how long now. Actually chapters 6-9 are also done. I got a lot of writing done over the past few months. Sometimes I just get busy and forget to post them. I'm in the process of writing chapter ten. Thinking up some new plot twists. This chapter may be short, therefore it was written a long time ago. I proof-read and double-checked it, but there are still probably tons of errors I didn't catch. Let me know of these please. I want to get better and better at writing. Again sorry this chapter wasn't posted sooner, I just got busy and completely forgot about it. I promise though, the next chapter will be out as soon as possible! Enjoy chapter five!
It was the next morning and it was time for you to go into town and be ready for anything. You are ready. You grab the money and put it in your bag with your notebook and other things you have with you. You put the knapsack on your shoulders and are on your way. You climb down the ladder of your shelter, making sure that Amber isn't outside. It's pretty early in the morning so you figure that she wouldn't even be out of bed yet.
You run into town quickly and head into a store. You find the clothing section which has coats, hats, gloves, scarfs, and other things. You buy the things you need, and check out.
On your way out you run into a boy. He looks about your age.
"Sorry." You say.
"It's okay..." He says. "Wait a minute, aren't you Irene?"
"Um... Yes. How do you know my name?"
"Oh, Izzy told me about you and your problem. I'm Toby."
"Oh, did you send me that money that I found."
"No, but Izzy told me about it. I feel bad that you don't have a home as well as Amber knows where you live."
"Why has Izzy been telling you this. I thought we weren't friends anymore."
"She says you guys are really close friends. I don't know what happened between you to. Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to crash at my place for a while, until you get back on your feet."
"Thanks, but I don't want to intrude."
"No, it's cool. Come on."
He takes you out to his car, where you jump in the front seat. You eventually pull up on a driveway and get out of the car. Once you are inside, Toby gives you his phone number, so you can call him if you need anything. He shows you around, and shows you to a guest room where you can stay.
"Are you 17?" You ask Toby.
"Yeah. Like you."
"Cool."
You found Toby nice. He has light brown almost cinnamon colored hair with pretty brown eyes. He's pretty tall. You have a crush on Toby, but knew that Izzy was dating him.
"Hey Toby. I need to tell you something about Izzy."
"Yeah what's up?"
"I'm not sure if you will believe me thought."
"Don't worry, I will. Promise."
"Okay, here it goes."
"Ever since me and Izzy weren't really friends anymore, she's been with Amber. I saw them have this fight about... Well.. killing or hurting you, and I..."
"What? I can't believe her. I knew something was up, but I didn't think she'd be working for Amber."
"Look, Toby I'm not sure if that's what's going on, but I know Amber is doing something to make her do stuff... Maybe... I don't know."
"Whatever, I was probably going to break up with her soon anyway, we never spend time together and she acts like she hates me all the time. She won't talk to me about what's going on and I feel left out, and kind of mad."
"Look Toby, I'm-"
"Don't say anything" You watch as we walks away leaving you in the room alone.
You felt bad about telling Toby this. You didn't think he was going to get this upset about it.
***
You were thinking about leaving Toby's that night, but then fell asleep on the couch. The next morning you wake up around eight o-clock and you can't find Toby, so you grab your bag about to head out the door to go back to your shelter in the woods, when someone grabs your arm. It's Amber... In Toby's house.
You try and break free, but it's no use, Amber's too strong for you. She locks you in Toby's closet. You're banging on the door screaming for help. All of a sudden you hear a gun shot. You scream.
"Toby? Toby!" You scream loudly.
"Shut up Irene, or you'll be next." Amber says loud enough for you to hear.
You continue to bang on the door trying to break free. Finally you're able to break the door lock and break free. You found an old crowbar in his closet that you used to break the lock. You run out of the closet and no sign of anyone. You see a trail of blood that leads into the kitchen. Amber's gone, but then you find Toby's body in the kitchen. He's not dead yet, and your really worried.
"Toby!" You say as you're running to him.
"I'm fine." He says as he tries to get up. You gently push him back down.
"Toby, don't." You say. "You need to rest, I will go find help."
"No, don't go, Amber's probably still out there, and she'll kill you and we can't have that happen."
"Toby? What's going on?"
"Irene, there's something I need to tell you, but you may not believe me."
"Amber's out to get you. Your a target."
"But why? What did I do to her?"
"It's complicated."
"Then what do you need to tell me?"
"Irene.... I'm your brother." After that Toby falls unconscious and you don't know if he will be alright.
You wonder what the hell you did to Amber, and why she wants to hunt you down.
You find some medical stuff in a cabinet in a room upstairs. You put a bandage around Toby's bullet wound hoping that the blood will stop. You're putting pressure on his wound so the blood will stop. There is no way to heal it, without leaving the house, but you can't take that risk. What if Amber's out there with Izzy. She could shoot Toby again, or kill you. You can't take that chance, of getting your brother shot after just finding him. You are trying to put the pieces together in your head, but you still couldn't imagine Toby being your brother. You think it's crazy, yet you believe him. How could he lie to you.
You're still unsure of what your a target of... You need to find out and fast before things get worse, because you know if you don't find out... Amber's going to kill and this time it could be you.
***
It's been a few months since that happened. Toby's able to walk and run, but he can't run for long or it will start to hurt. Toby and you have been careful to stay away from Amber and Izzy.
You lay in your bed not being able to fall asleep that night. You walk over to Toby's room to see if he's asleep he is. That's when you go. You quietly go back to your room and grab you bag. You walk out the door, and try not to slam it shut. When it's closed you start walking at a decent, steady pace.
Toby had told you earlier where Izzy lives, and that's where you were going. It's about time you got some answers. After all Toby doesn't know why your a target, all he knows is that your siblings. You till can't imagine you being siblings, after all you did have a crush on him... That is before you knew you were related. You thought it was weird that you were siblings.
You walked up to Izzy's front porch hoping Amber and her weren't having a slumber party. You ring the doorbell, and some man answers.
"Um.... Can I help you?"
"Hi, I'm looking for Isabella. Is she available?"
"I don't know who your talking about?"
"What do you mean? She lives here?"
"Oh, you might be talking about the girl who lived here before me. Yeah I just moved in about a month a go. The realiter said some girl really had to get out of this town. I'm sorry about that though. Were you friends?"
"Um... Yeah, pretty close one's too. I can't believe she moved."
"She didn't tell you?"
"No, I guess she just forgot. I must go, sorry to have interrupted you?"
"It's fine, but wait?"
"What?"
"Are you that girl from the news who's been stealing from the stores and Starbucks?"
"Um... No, I think you have the wrong girl."
"Oh, sorry then. Good luck finding your friend."
"Thanks." You walk off the porch wondering where the hell Izzy would have gone.
You knew you had to tell Toby what's going on, and that's what your going to do. Then you're going to find Izzy and get the answer you deserve. This is happening and it's about to get real.
I apologize that I haven't read the previous installments of this story, so I'll be looking at this as a part of a greater whole. 
I also like that this is being told in 2nd. Typically writers are told to shy away from 2nd, and there's usually good reason for that because it's such an unconventional way to tell a story. However, I think there are some instances where it can really add some depth and intrigue to a story, and I think that could be true for this story as well. One of my favorite books of all time is told in 2nd (Stolen by Lucy Christopher). What made that book extra intriguing is that it's about a kidnapping victim and the story is told from the perspective that she has already been rescued and she is writing a letter to her captor about what happened and the impact it had on her. I'm not sure "you" is in this story, but I'm sure that was either made apparent by the previous chapters, or it will become apparent in subsequent chapters. 
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