Stolen|| n.s. book 1

Chapter 23

[Toby's POV]

Recap:

She can run, she can scream, but she can't escape from me. Don't worry Eva. Im coming for you sweetie.

I write and put the note on the door of where she lives.

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[Eva's POV]

"Boyssss!!" Max banged on the door while we were standing outside of our house.

"Don't you have keys? You live here!" I exclaimed.

"Well you see, you called me like you were about to be killed, aaaaannnd you've obviously have been hanging with someone else because everyone thought you possibly died considering you were gone ever since that New Years party. Long story short, I left the keys to the house and instead only brought the keys for my car." Max explained.

I grumbled a quick 'not my fault' and sulked behind Max.

About three minutes later, someone finally opened the door. It was Jay, and Melanie! What a surprise! She's rarely here anymore.

"EVAAA!!!" Jay and Melanie yelled pushing past Max. "Ouch" Max groaned rubbing his arm where he had previously been pushed. I chuckled and lightly pried Jay's and Melanie's hands from around my waist where they had been hugging.

"Did I hear... what I thought I just heard?" The voice that I longed to hear said.

I quietly told them to move apart so he could see me. He let out a scream of joy and ran up to hug me. He squeezed the life out of me.

"Oi! I'm not a pancake you know! Don't flatten me please." I exclaimed gasping for air. He mumbled a quiet 'sorry' and let go.

"Soooo.... anyone know where Tom is right now?" I ask curiously looking at everyone around me

"Anyone....?" I ask. Nobody says a word. So much for returning home. I sigh and push past everyone and enter the house. Oh how I have missed this place.

I walk back out of the door and check the note. I read it and scream to myself crumbling the paper ignoring this situation. There's too much going on right now and Toby isn't about to ruin this for me. I cannot handle all of this drama at once! Why can't he just leave me alone!

My phone starts to ring as I seat myself on the big couch in the livingroom. I pick my phone up and look at the screen to see Skylar's name lighting up. I answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, hey. I kinda sorta have a question for you." He asks

"Hmm?"

"Well, I was wondering if you'd want to move in?" He asks. WHAT? WHY! He's my best friend but why?

"Uh... ill have to think about it." I say quickly.

"Oh. Okay, that's fine then." He said sadly and hung up. I don't know why he was sad, I guess he felt rejected or something but oh well.

I sigh and put my phone on the coffee table in front of me. Is everyone still outside I wonder? Why did they seem to be avoiding my question? How was it that bad of a question? What the hell happened? I have so many questions going through my mind right now.

Speaking of them, they all come in into the living room and sit, not speaking at all. That's when I finally decided to speak up.

"Alright, what's the deal? I ask a question about my older brother, I know all of you know, yet you don't say a word as if trying to make up a lie for the truth, then you come down into the living room as if nothing ever happened and as if that question was never asked!" I screech