I Finally Found You (Completed)

Today, my name is Olivia Moore. But, it used to be Erin Parker. I had grown up with a normal life in Holmes Chapel, England. I had two of the best parents a child could have. Though I didn’t have any siblings, I had a best friend, Harry.

But, that all changed two years ago. Why? Because I died...or at least that’s what everyone thought. They all thought that I was in a car explosion when I was 16, when someone had planted a car bomb. My friends, family, and anyone I had ever known lost me.

But in reality, none of that happened. Yes, I lost the people around me, but that was because I went into hiding. Three days before I “died,” I saw something that I shouldn't have, so my life was in danger. I didn't really have very much time to say goodbye to everyone I loved. The fact that they didn't know what really happened kills me, they all think I’m dead, that I’m never going to come back. Until now.

Copyright © 2012 -> Iridescent Artist


10. Chapter 9




Flashback -> February 17th, 2010


"Erin!" My mum called up the stairs to my room. I was reading City of Bones whilst listening to one of my old Spice Girls CDs. I was so into my book that I didn't want to stop to see what she wanted. 

But once I finished my page, put the bookmark back in its place. I walked onto the loft area to look down into the family room where my mum was standing.

"Yeah?" I responded.

"Are you done with homework?" I gave her a really?” look. I always had my homework done very quickly, which is why I was the top of my class. And my mum knew how I always had loads of time.

"I was wondering if you could run to the store real quick? I forgot to pick up some peppers for the curry." 

I really didn't want to go because it was getting dark out. But then again, our house wasn't far from where she wanted me to go and I had barely been outside today. Plus it was Holmes Chapel, nothing was going to happen to me.

"I suppose that I could go." I said, making my way down the stairs.

She smiled, “Thank you sweetie.” She then gave me money for the peppers and I was on my way.

As I walked down the dimly lit street, I texted Harry.


To: Harry

my mum sent me to go to the store for some bloody peppers, whats new with you? :)


I could see the stars starting to come out in the sky. I've always loved stars, they were just so mysterious and beautiful. I know it’s weird, so Harry makes fun of me for it sometimes. My phone vibrated, indicating that Harry had messaged me back.


From: Harry

bloody peppers eh? never heard of those haha are you still coming over later to help me study for tomorrows test???


Harry always needed help in Biology class, which happened to be one of my best ones. So I always helped him study for it. The quiz tomorrow was also actually a pretty big deal, it counted for a lot of our grade.


To: Harry

yeah, I'll probably come over once I buy the "bloody" peppers


I turned a corner, which let the shop be in my sight. I knew I would get there in a couple of minutes. My mum told me that I could pick up some kind of a treat for myself, so I thought about what I could possibly get-

Until I heard a scream.

I looked to the side where an alley sat. There was a very tall man, dressed in a heavy coat and jeans, facing away from me. He was holding...something. He turned a little, and then I saw what he had.

A woman, in her late twenties, lay collapsed in his arms. Her body was slack, and her head was just flopping backward with her long, black, hair falling downward. I could see blood on her throat where a knife had slit it.

She was dead. 

This man had just killed her.

I had just witnessed a murder.

I gasped very loudly, so the man turned to me. He looked like he was in his 40s. He had short grey hair, a sloppy looking beard and mustache, and light skin. I could see a tattoo on his left arm where his sleeve was rolled up. A skull maybe? Yeah definitely a skull.

He just dropped the woman, and I stayed frozen in place as he looked at me, "You're not supposed to be here." He hissed. He cocked his head to the side like he was memorizing my face.

He opened his mouth to reveal gross, yellow teeth, as he gave me a creepy, sly grin. There was a look in his eyes that made me want to scream for my life.

It seemed like the part of my brain that could process everything was the only part working at the moment. The other part that made my body move? Not so much.

I was frozen in place, unable to move. I was screaming on the inside, though no words were coming from my mouth.

Once he bolted towards me, my body turned back on. I took off away from him. I knew that I was a fast runner, and probably faster than him. He was a larger me so I knew that I could possibly lose him. I was just glad that I had worn my trainers tonight. 

I ran as fast as I could, down the street, away from my house. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to do that, because I needed safety, if anything. I glanced back, seeing that he was far behind me.

I knew that if I turned a corner, he would think that I had turned another, and keep on running. This gave me an advantage where I could hide somewhere until I knew that he wouldn't find me.

I turned the corner, once, twice, until I saw a dumpster. I know that it sounds gross, but it was the only way that I could survive. I climbed into it and was thanking the lord that pick up day was this morning, so it didn't smell as bad as I originally thought it would, but the odor was still gross. 

I sat in the dumpster, hiding from him, praying that he didn't see me or hear me.

I felt sick inside because I saw that woman. It was an awful sight, something that will never leave my mind. I had only seen dead people when I went to funerals. But he thought of me seeing her just moments before she died made everything worse.

I knew that my body was panicking because I couldn't stop shaking. I could feel my heart racing in my chest; I thought it was going to burst. 

Had the killer seen my face? Obviously, Erin. Would he come looking for me now? Of course. You had just seen him kill someone. 

I was scared for my life. I had probably a 99% chance of dying right now. What would I tell my mum?

I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the man as he traveled down the road. His pace had slowed down, but he was still on the hunt. 

I sat in the dumpster for a good while before I slowly and quietly got out. I looked both ways before I got back onto the main road. Then, when I saw that the coast was clear, I ran in the opposite direction, towards my home. I would check back behind me every so often to see if he was following me, but the man wasn't.

I burst through the door when I got home, crying, "What's wrong? Where are the peppers darling?" My mum looked me over as I leaned against the wall. I'm sure that my hair was tangled into knots from running, my breathing was rushed, and I maybe even reeked of garbage, but I didn't think about that.

"What happened to you Erin?"

I calmed myself down as best as I could, which wasn't very much. My speech was staggered and full of sobs, "A...man. He...killed her."


I shook my head and cried some more. "A man was…chasing me. He...killed a woman."

She gasped and moved her hand to her mouth, "Go sit down on the couch sweetie." I did as I was told. I heard her pick up the phone and call the police, "I think my daughter just witnessed a murder."

She paused as the person on the other line talked to her. When she did talk again, she looked at me. "I don't know, I don't think it was too far from here. I had her go to the store for some supplies for dinner...bring her in? Why don't you come here? ...Okay, we'll be there soon. ...Thank you, goodbye."

She came over by me and stroked my hair. "Erin, we have to go to the police now. You have to tell them what happened, okay?"

I nodded my head in response. We walked over to the garage after she turned off the burner for the stove, the curry would have to wait. 

My body felt numb, I was in a state of confusion and worry. I curled up on the seat when I got in the car. My mum backed out and drove off towards the police station. She kept her hand on my knee the entire way.


Present Time


"So that's why you didn't some over." Harry murmured into my hair. I was in tears in Harry's arms. He was comforting me, telling me not to cry, that it was alright. 

"I'm so sorry Harry," I sobbed. He instantly shushed me and comforted me more. "But I have to explain the rest to you, Harry. You have to understand why I didn't tell you. You have to understand the situation that I'm in right now."

"You don't have to Erin, it’s fine.” He said, hugging me tighter.

I shook my head, lifting it up a little, "No, I have to do this."

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