Young Writers Society

You're still in the car on your way to Izzy's. She lives farther than you thought. You've been driving for about three hours. The directions on your phone say you have one and a half hours left to go. You're low on car gas, so you stop at a gas station. You fill up Toby's car then go inside to grab a quick snack. When you're done, you get back on the road. You're on a highway now, and for it being dark, there's surprisingly a lot of cars on the road. What worried you was that you were beside an all black car, and it looked like the person in the back seat kept staring at you. You could only see them out of the corner or your eye, but you were freaked out.

You finally arrive on the road Izzy's lives off of. You turn right, then a left, then you're there. You drive straight for about three more seconds... You park your car and turn off the lights. It's six in the morning now. You're tired, but know right after you're done with Izzy... You leave.

You open the car door then close it as quiet as possible, which wasn't that quiet. You see Izzy look out the window you put on your hood, so she won't know who you are at first. You slowly walk up to her porch. You ring the doorbell. Izzy answers.

You rush inside and lock the door so there's no escape for Izzy. You pull out your pocket knife, and pin her against the wall, with the knife at her throat.

"I want answers and I want them now." You say. "Why is Amber targeting me?"

"I don't know, she didn't tell me that."

You pull the knife closer. "Then why are you helping her?"

"I was forced. She offered to pay me a fortune to just stalk you all the time. She paid me to find you to make friends with you. I ran away because I felt bad. It went to far. I'm sorry. I got the money and ran. I did my job, but I wasn't aware she would hurt you or Toby. How's Toby?"

"He's fine." You say. "Now, one last time I will ask you... Why is Amber targeting me?"

"Honest... I don't know." She says. "All I know is that you're a target."

"Izzy. What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't know. That's what I mean. Look, stop pinning me, alright. I'm telling the truth. I didn't want to hurt you or Toby. When Amber asked me to kill Toby, was when I knew something was up. I told her I would do it, then she was stupid and gave me the money. I didn't shoot Toby. I had ran away before that. Amber decided she didn't come to get the money back, and she realized that if she wanted something done, she was going to have to do it herself, because I wasn't go to help her kill my boyfriend."

"Look, Toby says he wants to break up with you."

"What why?"

"Because, he thinks you're helping Amber. I told him, because that's what I thought. I'm sorry."

"You... Monster. Look I know he's your brother, but he needs me, and I need him. You have to tell me what I told you."

"I will, I promise, but I need to get back first. Hopefully before Toby notices I'm gone."

"He's going to notice. He's an early riser."

"Yeah, I figured that out."

"Why do you even live with him? He's my boyfriend anyway."

"Oh, have you already forgotten. He's my brother remember."

"Yes, but still. You have no memory of who he is. How do you know he's telling the truth?"

"What do you mean? I can trust my own brother."

"Are you sure. Toby's done some really bad things in his life."

"What are you talking about?"

"If you hadn't lost your memory you would know."

"Izzy, what's going on with Toby."

"Look, I'm not sure if you guys are related, that has nothing to do with me. But here's the reason that you shouldn't trust him. So when about a year ago when you guys were sixteen, he started drinking and doing drugs. I tried to get him to stop... But..."

"Izzy... But what?"

"He hurt me. He got a knife from the kitchen. It was just a small butter knife and cut my neck. He was drunk, doing drugs at the same time. I still have the scar."

Izzy pulls back her hair," and you see the scar.

"Gosh... Does he still do that?"

"I don't know. That's why I kind of stopped hanging out with him. I grew afraid of him, that he may become a murderer or something. Toby doesn't remember that, because I called the police. After that... I don't know what happened to Toby."

"He doesn't seem to act like that though."

"Well, I don't know after that incident, but I don't think you can trust him. Sorry Irene."

"Izzy, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Ask away."

"Are we still friends?"

"But of course. Look I just did that thing for Amber because-"

"I know you already explained."

"And... You believe me?"

"Of course. Izzy I'm starting to remember things, and you were the only real friend I've ever had."

"Thanks Irene. That means a lot."

You hug Izzy and apologize for pinning her against the wall, with a knife. You know understand why her and Toby don't hang out, and why she's a bit scared of knifes.

You grab your bag from the table and grab the car keys. You say goodbye to Izzy and walk out the door. You're on your way home back to Toby's.

***

When you walk into Toby's house, he's standing right there at the doorway.

"Where the hell were you Irene? You could've gotten hurt!"

"Yes, I know. But I didn't. I just went out alright."

"Marilyn found Izzy didn't she. You went alone. You knew I wanted to talk to her."

"I know, but I needed answers first. Izzy had some, but not all. Anyway that's not the point. Izzy isn't working for Amber."

"Yeah.. Then what was she doing?"

You explain exactly what Izzy told you about the whole Amber things, with the money, and her running away.

"Why would you believe her lies?" Toby asked. "You know she's lying."

"No she's not. She showed me the money. Plus if she was lying you'd me dead."

"I almost was thanks to her."

"No that was Amber, not Izzy."

"But what about their conversation."

"It doesn't matter. It's all a big lie. Izzy never wanted to hurt us. She just wanted the money. She didn't know Amber wanted to kill us. That's what Amber does. She manipulates people to help her, then bad things happen to that person. Izzy figured that out and left Amber."

"Yeah right." Toby replies sarcastically.

You sigh and walk up to your room. You're done trying to convince Toby that Izzy's not bad. He won't believe you. He would never believe you unless he heard the truth from someone he would really trust. You know that Toby doesn't trust you. Or that's most likely.

***

You were eating dinner at the kitchen table. Toby was there, as were two other people who seemed familiar, but you didn't know who they were.

There's a knock on the door. It's a girl. You didn't recognize her, in fact you've never seen her before. She seems suspicious. She has long blonde hair that goes to the middle of her back. It's in a simple braid clipped with tons of bobby pins. She's fairly all, but not short. She has perfect white bright teeth that sparkle in the light. She has light blue eyes. She's beautiful. The adults in the room a man and a woman (not Toby) seem to know this girl. They say her name is Maya. She comes and sits down at the table. Toby and you were excused once Maya sat down. The two of you go upstairs. You walk up to the top of the stairs. Toby goes into his room. You wait at the top of the stairs watching what happens. Maya pulls out a gun. They shoot the man and women. You run downstairs to them. Where she shoots you. Toby calls the police, and you were taken to the hospital.

***

You wake up from the nightmare gasping and breathing fast. You figure the man and women were your parents. The hospital you went to should be the one you escaped from. All you need is that memory. It's midnight. You will call Marilyn in the morning to tell her about Adam, Izzy, and this dream about your parents.

Once you talk to Marilyn she should have enough information to try and figure more things out. Maybe even why you escaped from that hospital, but most likely not.

You will call Marilyn in the morning. In the meantime you stay up, because you can't seem to fall back to sleep after just finding out how your parents died...