Lies and Fear

Chapter 1: No Explanation

Eric

My name is Eric O’hara. I’ve done some things in life I wish I hadn’t done. Two things in particular. I don’t think they’ll ever fully forgive me for what I did just like I can never forgive myself.

I once knew a girl

She told beautiful story’s

There was one about an angel

One angel

Who gave everything

Even the one

She loved

I once knew a girl

She told beautiful story’s

She was a beautiful angel

Who gave everything

And I

Love her

I loved Sam. I first saw her when I was fifteen; She was the most beautiful girl I had ever met. She loved to play tennis. That’s how we met; I went to my friend, Cean’s, tennis rally. She was playing and after we talked. I loved her from the first moment we met. Her hair was a lovely blond-red and her emerald eyes were the colour of jade. We started meeting up and soon one of us would be round the others every night for dinner. It was perfect. But, only two years later it ended.

She was to stay round mine that night, coming straight from tennis practise to mine where we would be alone and we would have a bit of fun, so to speak. But she never showed up.

The next morning I called round her house, as soon as I tould her father she had never come both him and his wife started to call around, trying desperately to find out where she was and what had happened. I just sat in the kitchen with Aqua, her little sister. Aqua knew what was going on, she was thirteen and she was scared. Scared for her sister, her parents, scared for me. They found Sam’s body ten days later when a dog half pulled it out of the river that ran through the forest by our neighbourhood.

It was then I think, on the day I got the call from her dad to come round that I began to slip. Whoever had killed her had not just done that. I would rather she have died a quick death then go through what she did in the end. No one, no one except the bastard that killed her and maybe others who can do that to innocent people deserve what happened to her.

How long ago was that? That day when they tould me what had happened. I guess it has been three years now. I think at least. Yes, now Aqua is sixteen. I watch her and my brother Kian from here sometimes. Sometimes I like seeing them and sometimes I don’t. But I cant help thinking that if Sam had never died this would never have happened to them. And maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t have come here quite so soon.

Kian

Eric was a good brother to me, until Sam died. I never really met her properly. He was usually round her’s and sometimes picked me up from school with her in the car but I never really new her. I didn’t know her second name, or even what her first name was. I guessed Sam was short for something but never really knew what. Eric had black hair and brown eyes. He was hansom, one of those people who looked so simple with slightly tanned skin but could look so great even when no effort was made.

Since the day I started Bentley everyone has pushed me out. But that’s ok. I like being alone, its nice. Ever since I started going to Bentley after my brother’s death I have never gone home. My parents never complained. They paid for the school even though I was smart enough to get a scholarship if I wanted to. They didn’t want me around, no one did. And in truth I didn’t want to be around people.