After Layers

Hold your breath

Chapter 1:
"Don't move Olivia" I say to myself.
I place my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming aloud. He will kill you Olivia. He's coming. Don't... make any movement. I begin to hear footsteps. Loud footsteps. Extremely loud footsteps. I know too well what this means. A tear burns down my cheek. A coat hanger from above my head bangs against another coat hanger causing a clutter sound.
I squint my eyes as hard as I can still covering my mouth and holding my breath.

Omg... his here. I can see his boots from under the door. He's just standing there waiting for me to give in. The door suddenly opens and I don't make a sound hoping that I'm hidden far enough in the corner of the wardrobe for him to not be able to see me.

He picks out a dress from my wardrobe and holds it against his chest taking in my scent. My heart is racing so hard right now. I almost let out a squeal out but I hold it together. He will kill you Olivia. I repeat to myself.

He finally walks away from me and my wardrobe placing my dress on my bed.
Thank god he didn't see me.
I still don't move making sure that he is completely away from my room. I let out a small breath causing my headache from holding my breath to slow a little bit down.

The footsteps off his boots begin to get further away and I finally can breathe properly. I clutch onto my cream coloured blanket attached to a bear holding a heart. I hear a few glasses and chairs being thrown across my house causing me to flinch a few times.

I keep myself in the same position in my wardrobe still clutching to my blanket. I then hear the front door slam and hear his car zoom down the street.

I wait for a minute until I realise his completely gone. I get up out of the cupboard looking around my house and turn on all the lights carrying my disguised USB which is actually a knife. I got it as a Christmas present from
My best friend Anna. Crazy that I'm getting protective things as gifts.

Glasses, plates, bowls, all kitchen things have been smashed all on the walls, floors and even the roof. My couch is tipped over and my TV has a whole in it. My glass diner table has been knocked over causing it to smash into pieces all over the ground and the living room curtains have been ripped down from the wall. I walk over to the fridge which reads "you'll be sorry you little bitch, next time it will be you with all the damage not the furniture."

Its beginning again, the death threats and damage to my fourth house. Layer after layer keeps getting destroyed. I can't do this anymore. I need someone here with me. I need them to get through this with me.
"I wish you were here Momma" I cry on my knees still clutching my blanket.
Tears are now streaming down my cheeks and my blanket now has a wet patch on it.

My phone begins to ring so I cautiously pick it up.
"Hello?" I almost whisper.
"Darling, are you okay? Your warning button was going off!" My grandma (nonna) screams with concern.
"There was another break in" I cry into the phone looking again at the mess.
"We will be right over" my grandma (nonna) yells telling my grandpa (nonno) to get into the car.

I would've told them not to worry about me but I can't I need someone right now. I need that social comfort and support to try and get through this again.
"We will be there in 5 minutes darling. Stay put my love" my grams (nonna's) voice cracks with fear.

The phone hangs up and I just sit there under the bright lights that I turned on.
After several minutes my grandma (nonna) and grandpa (nonno) come barging into my house. My Nonna immediately embraces me and my Nonno joins.

"I'm so sorry sweetie" she says with guilt.
"No no Nonna it's not your fault. You didn't ask for this" I say trying to lighten the air a little.

My grandpa (nonno) shakes his head at the mess. He picks up his phone and calls who I think is My Aunty Jas.
My grandma (Nonna) still holds the embrace with me. In between our hug is still my blanket. The blanket that was given to me by my beloved mother.

"I knew i shouldn't have left you by yourself" Nonna says criticising herself.
"Nonna, if you'd known that he was going to strike now you would have gotten me as far away as possible." I try comforting her.

Soon enough my Aunty Jas arrives at my house rushing to the door.
"My poor baby" she cries rushing towards me and Nonna.
We are all now hugging each other and begin to at least tidy up the house.

"Agent Dylan will be here soon." Nonno says making me feel sad that I'm going to have to leave again.

"Come ere" Aunty Jas hugs me tightly. My Aunty Jas has always been my second mother as for my mother died when I was 4 years old from a terrorist bombing attack in the mall.

I miss my momma so much. She was so loving and caring even though this was 10 years ago. I still can remember small glimpses of the things we use to do and her beautiful smile. Nonna says I look like my mother. I'm glad that I have something to remind myself of when I look in the mirror at least.

Eventually Agent Dylan shows up to my house with his team. They all investigate the house trying to collect any DNA samples and all such. We all huddle up on my back porch while they all do their thing. When will they ever know who he really is. Will this ever be over?

"Okay, I know it's hard for you Olivia. But your going to have to move again." Agent D starts.
Before I can begin he cuts me off.
"But.. you will be in a small town that is not well heard of so it will be a start. I know this is hard. But for your safety and others you will have to do this. We will hopefully find more information about him but in the mean time you will have to move to a town 10 hours away from here" Agent Dylan continues making me feel sick that I'm going to have to go away again.
"Will I have to dye my hair? Eye contacts? Name? Etc" I ask hoping that it won't be too much of a change.
"As for your hair you will be able to wash out your hair dye and go back to your natural light brown hair and dye in some blonde highlights. You won't need any more eye contacts so you can go back to your natural golden eyes, and as for your name you can go back to your birth given name Olivia. He will be expecting you to drastically change your looks and not go back to your original name so it should throw him off" Agent Dylan states, I process all the information in and nod.

"You will be located to your new house immediately. Unfortunately you won't be able to take any of your old clothes due to him maybe seeing you with those certain clothes on. So we will provide you with a gift voucher to buy whatever clothes you desire." Agent Dylan says making me sad that I really am starting over again.

My original name is Olivia, but the second time I moved I had to change my name to Layla which I had dark brown hair with light greeny blue eyes, the third time we moved I changed my name to Samantha with jet black hair and blue Smokey eyes, and as for now I had my name changed to Riley which I have platanium blonde hair and blue eyes. But now I can finally go back to my original name but I will have still not have the same last name. I usually get to choose my last names so I think I'm going to go with rose as my middle name and Janet as my last name. Olivia rose Janet. That's a nice name. Still not mine though. My Bourne given last name is Silver Blake. Olivia silver Blake is my full birth given name. I'm glad that he said I can go back to at least my original name Olivia.

Agent Dylan explained everything to my Nonna, Nonno and Aunty Jasmine. We are now back on the road travelling to my new house, who knows how long I'll be here until he finds me once again. Hopefully I can live here forever and they can catch him before he gets to me and kills me.... this time I might not get away again..

Thankyou so much for reading the first chapter! I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you don't understand who's who, I will explain now. Nonno is Olivia's Grandpa while Nonna is Olivia's Grandma. Her Aunty Jas is her Second mother that has looked after beside Nonna and Nonno. Love you guys!! 💖