Young Writers Society

A/N: Sorry this took so long for me to post this chapter. I've just been very, very busy with school, and being on the swim team! I finally had time to post chapter 6. Most of the chapters up to 13 are written I just have to find time to edit and post them. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter. If you need to go back and re-read chapter five here is a link. Thanks for understanding! 

https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/work.php?id=131256

You run back to Toby's to tell him about Izzy. You run into his bedroom. It's now five A.M. You run by Toby's bedside not caring about what the clock reads.

"Toby" You say, "Wake up."

"What time is it?" He asks sounding sleepy.

"Who cares there's something important we need to talk about and it can't wait."

"Fine. What's going on Irene?" Toby says as he sits up on the bed yawning.

You explain how Izzy moved away.

"What am I supposed to do about it."

"We should go to the police. They can help us track Izzy down."

"Yeah, that's a good idea Irene, but what about the fact, that this whole situation sounds like a movie were making. The cops aren't going to believe us."

"They will if we show them evidence."

"What evidence do we have."

"The fact that our parents are dead."

"That's not evidence that's just a fact. Again the police are going to think were pulling some stupid prank and then we will be in more trouble than we already are. You see what I mean. Irene we can't go to the police."

"Well then how do you suppose we find Izzy, because I'm not about to go talk to Amber about it."

"Good point. There has to be someone who knows about you and why you're a target other than just Amber."

"No... Only Amber and Izzy would know that. Plus as far as Izzy knows, I don't know she's helping Amber."

"If she's even helping Amber."

"Oh, so you're siding with Amber now. You know what, forget it. If you're not going to help, then I'll get the police to help. At least they'll do something other than sitting around arguing."

"Look, Irene, I'm sorry. I just don't have a good feeling about your idea."

"Well I do, and it's happening... With or without you."

You run out the door and run to the police station. You run inside the building.

The man at the front desk is on the phone you listen as he says...

"911 what is your emergency?"

You wait patiently at the front desk until he gets off the phone. You see police officers running down the halls as your waiting.

After a couple of minutes, he gets off the phone and looks at you. He smiles.

"How can I help you today miss?"

"I need to speak to an officer immediately."

"Alright, I will go find an open officer, who's able to talk, in the meantime, can you sit over in those chairs and wait."

"Okay, thank you." You say as you walk over to the two chairs. You're sitting next to someone. You don't know him, but he seems familiar to you.

"Irene?" He says.

"Yeah?"

"Oh my God. It's you. I thought I would never see you again after you ran from that hospital."

"Wait you know me?!"

"Yeah, it's me Adam! Don't you remember?"

"Sorry, after I ran from that hospital, which I don't remember, what happened. I lost my memory and I don't know how."

"Oh, well I know tons about you if you want to meet sometime."

"Alright thanks, but first I have to take care of something."

"Okay. Can I at least tell you something?"

"Sure, but make it quick, I think I have to go."

"Okay, Irene, before and while you were in the hospital you were my girlfriend."

You have no response. Then someone walks up to you.

"Are you Irene."

"Yes, that would be me. Why?"

"I'm Marilyn, I'm here to speak to you about your issue."

"Oh yes. Thanks. I'll be right there."

"I still have your number." Adam says. "I will text you then we can meet and you can learn more about yourself."

"Alright. Thanks Adam." You say as you stand up. You look at him and smile, then walk behind Marilyn as you are going to a private room to talk.

You walk into a small room, and Marilyn locks the door. Marilyn has green eyes with beautiful long hair.

"So, what's going on?" She asks as she sits down across from you.

You explain to her the problem, and how to find Izzy.

"Wow." Marilyn says. "That's some story, but we may be able to find Izzy."

"So, you believe me?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure if anyone else will. I will deal with this case by myself I guess."

Marilyn gives you a number. "Call this number whenever you find new evidence or news about your case."

"Okay." You say entering the number in your phone. You give her your number in case she comes up with evidence or finds out where Izzy lives. "Thanks so much Marilyn. How can I repay you?"

"Honey, I'm a police officer, you don't have to, it's fine. Just be careful out there."

"I will." You say.

You get up and walk out the door, happy that someone believed your story. You guess now would be a good time to tell Toby you told him so, but he's already upset with you, you know you shouldn't get him more mad.

You walk inside his house. It's been an hour since you've been home.

"I'm glad you're back." Toby says when you walk in. "I was getting worried."

"You don't have to worry about me Toby. I'm fine. Plus the police believed me. Marilyn's helping me try and find where Izzy lives. Also... I told you so."

"Irene, you're my sister, of course I'm going to worry about you."

"Look, Toby... I don't want you to worry about me. I don't need a body guard. I'm perfectly fine on my own, as you can see I'm still alive, and I've been on my own for at least a year. Is that not good enough... Do you think I still need a body guard."

"I never said I was your body guard. I'm just saying you need to be careful. You never know who's walking those streets outside. People like Amber could be anywhere. I just want you to be safe."

"I am safe."

After that kind of argument with Toby you start to walk upstairs to your room. Once you get there, you phone rings. You look at it, and it's Adam. You answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey! I was wondering if you wanted to meet up at a restaurant tonight?."

"Alright, sure. I'd love to. What time."

"I'll pick you up at six and then we can go somewhere to eat."

"Okay, see you then."

"Alright. Bye!"

"Bye!"

You're really happy you get to talk to Adam. Someone who knows enough about you. Toby doesn't answer your questions, but you know Adam will. You're excited to see him. You're hoping you and Adam can start dating again, and that he can tell you most things about you, and maybe you can come up with a conclusion of why you're Amber's target. You know that you will need to tell Marilyn about this... But you don't want to worry about that right now.

You begin to get ready for you date with Adam. You just dress casual, because that's what it seems to be.

***

It's now six and you hear Adam's car horn from inside the house. Toby looks out the window.

"Who's that?" Toby asks.

"A friend, I need to go now. See you in a few hours."

"Irene wait. Do you even know this guy? I mean since you don't remember anything."

"Not really, but before I was in the hospital and ran away he was my boyfriend. Well he still is. We met at the police station, and we are going out."

"Why? Irene this isn't safe."

"Adam's going to tell me about myself, now I have to go." You say as you start walking out the door.

You slam the door shut, and hop in the front seat beside Adam.

"Hey." You say as you are putting on your seatbelt."

"Hello. Where do you want to go to eat?"

"Anywhere, I just want food." You say laughing.

You walk into a Red Robin restaurant and wait to be seated. It's kind of awkward hanging out with Adam since he knows you, and you don't know him. You and Adam are just staring at each other not knowing what to say. Finally a hostess comes and seats you in a two-person booth.

You sit across from Adam while reading the menus. To drink you order a Coke and Adam orders a Dr. Pepper. You know what you're going to get to eat. Just a simple cheeseburger with lettuce. Adam was getting a cheeseburger with everything on it.

You finally ask your first question.

"I know this question is going to be stupid, but since you know a lot about me... I was wondering what my favorite color was."

"Oh, that's easy. It was blue. Not just any blue, but the blue that's the color of the ocean."

"So, ocean blue."

"Yep."

"I could live with that as my favorite color."

"Well Irene, your favorite color is for you to decide. Ask me a better question!"

"Oh, so that one wasn't good enough for you!" You say back in a playful mood.

"Just ask me a question. Come, we don't have all night."

"Alright, alright. But you may not know this one." You said getting serious. "How did my parents die?"

"I don't know. That's something you're going to have to ask your brother. Sorry."

"I figured you wouldn't know."

Your food comes and you both start eating.

"What's your next question?" Adam asks.

"How long have we been dating... Before all of this and the hospital incident."

"I'd have to say about seven to eight months."

"That long?!"

"Yes, and I never wanted to give you up. Irene, when you left that hospital that night, everyone thought you were dead."

"What. I still don't remember leaving though. That's the thing. Why would I have left?"

"I don't know, it doesn't seem like something you would do. I'm just curious about what happened to you after that incident. You're not that sweet, popular, nice, classy girl I remember."

"What do you mean?"

"You're different."

"Of course I am, I've been homeless for who knows how long, and trying to survive. Does that tell you anything. I'm a target Adam, for some idiot named Amber. I don't know why I'm a target, but apparently I am. That's what Toby says. Toby knows more than he's telling me, and I want answers and I want them now." You say with anger.

You get up from the table and leave the restaurant. You walk into the door of Toby's house and slam the door shut.

"You okay?" Toby asks.

"No, I want answer Toby. I know you know. Why aren't you telling me?" You scream. "I want answers, your not telling me enough. You know more than what your telling me, and I need to know. I need answers, and I need them now."

"Alright calm down Irene."

"No, I want answers. Now I'm going to call Marilyn and possibly get some answers."

***

You walk upstairs to your room and dial Marilyn's phone number into your keypad. You hit the talk/call button.

The phone rings for a few seconds then someone answers.

"Hello?"

"Marilyn, I really need to talk to you."

"Irene, I'm so glad you called. Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine, but did you find out where Isabella lives?"

"Yes. She moved into New York. I have the exact location, but it's about three to four hours away from your brother Toby's house."

"Well, it's worth going. I really need these answers. What's the address. Once I have it I will navigate it on my phone, and then follow it to her new house."

"She lives at 968 Paw Grove Drive, Buffalo, New York."

"Alright, I wrote it down. Thanks Marilyn. I will call you when I get there, then again when I have more information."

"Alright Irene. Be careful. Call me soon. Oh by the way I will call you if I come up with any more information."

"Okay, thanks. Bye."

"Bye Irene, be safe."

You hang up happy about knowing where Isabella now lives. You are going to New York, weather Toby likes it or not.

That evening while Toby was setting up a movie for you two to watch later, you were packing things in your suit case. You had cloths, your computer and charger. You phone charger, and the other things you will be needing.

"The movie is set up." Toby calls up to you from the bottom of the stairs.

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute." You say, as you hide the suitcase under your bed. You would leave tonight, when Toby's asleep. You think Amber would be in bed. Plus you have to find Izzy as quick as possible... Before things get worse that is.

You walk outside your room door shutting it behind you. You walk downstairs where Toby is sitting on the couch is a bowl of popcorn.

"I could smell the popcorn from my room." You say laughing.

"I figured you could. It does have a good smell." Toby replies. "So, what did Marilyn have to say? Did she find out where Izzy lives, because I would like to talk to her.?"

You didn't want Toby to go with you to Izzy's. You wanted some alone time with her. So you had to lie to Toby, and then tell him later after it had already happened.

"No, she didn't. I was pretty bummed out about that though. I really wanted to talk to Izzy as well. She's still searching, but so far... There's nothing."

"Oh, that's a bummer. Oh well, let's forget all of this and just watch the movie."

"Toby, this is serious, how can we just forget about it." You say.

"Can't we just relax. There's nobody here, but us, and I doubt Amber will come back. She thinks I'm dead right now, and she probably figures you ran away, so she's not going to come back here. You just need to relax."

"Who was I before?"

"What do you mean 'before?'"

"I mean, who was I before I ran from that hospital. Adam said I was someone different."

"Let's just watch the movie, and forget all of this for one night. Okay?"

"Fine."

"We will talk in the morning."

"Yeah... The morning." You say feeling bad that you won't be here.

After the movie Toby get's on the computer and you go back upstairs and put the last few things you need into your suitcase.

Twenty minutes later you hear Toby coming up the stairs. You quickly hide the suitcase under your bed again, so he won't know. You get on your phone and pretend to be playing a game.

"Hey, I'm going to bed alright."

"Okay, goodnight Toby."

"Night."

He walks away into his room and you watch as he closes the door behind him. You were already in your pajamas so Toby wouldn't suspect anything. You go to the bathroom down the hall and change into your clothes.

After about a half hour, you quietly go down the hall and look into Toby's room. He's asleep, but you know he's a light sleeper, so you will have to be very quiet. You get your suitcase from under the bed, and walk downstairs. You lock the door behind you as you get into Toby's car. You are now on your way to Izzy's. You don't know what's going to happen, but you know whatever does... You'll be ready.