Past Days

Author's note: This is my first Chicago P.D. FanFiction and I'm really excited for future chapters. I expect this story to be 15-25 chapters long or if people really enjoy it 30-35. If you end up liking the story and sticking around I will have a surprise at the end. If you read any other stories that I'm working on then I will update for them I've just been having writers block. I will not and I'm not discontinuing any stories I am doing or will do because I don't like when that happens. If you like reading about Chicago P.D. FanFiction then go read Coffeebeanner stories shelter and home. They are FANTASTIC! I guarantee you'll love them. Read shelter first then read the sequel home. Sorry for the long authors note and thankyou if you stuck around for this long. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Card

15 Year old Erin Lindsay wobbled up the sidewalk to the apartment buildings door. After she stepped into the building and shut the door, she held on to the knob for a couple moments longer to steady her stance. She ,somehow, successfully managed to push the headache that pounded her head eveywhere to the right side. Erin sighed with relief that one side of her head wasn't hurting anymore and she can actually hear herself think. She peered at the elevator to try and see if the lights were on. Everytime she squinted her eyes to try and focus she got dizzier. Erin walked to the elevator and pressed the button to go up, but with no luck it did nothing. Erin was pretty upset that she had to go up 4 flights of stairs drunk. The elevator had been broken for almost a week now which made it a inconvenience for Erin, especially when she came home drunk. She look at the stairs with dissatisfaction. Erin walked up them the best she could, but with each step her knees became more weaker and wobbly, and by the time she was half way up the third flight she was depending on the railing to hold her up. She felt the need to throw up while halfway up the 4th set of stairs, so she closed her eyes and bent her head down. Only when she opened them, she looked down to see the first floor and the distance made the puking sensation worse. About 10 minutes after standing on the 4th flight of stairs, Erin finally made it to her apartment. She gently and quietly opened the front door so she could sneak in without anyone knowing. She took her heels off and placed them right by the door where she placed all her other shoes. Her mothers boyfriend was passed out on the couch snoring like no tomorrow. In front of him lay 7 beer bottles. Erin always hated her mothers boyfriends. They were always leaving trash everywhere for her to end up cleaning, yelling, sleeping, or drinking all the beer in the fridge. Erin always looked on the bright side though. At least none of the boyfriends were abusive. Erin walked into her room and locked her door (for safety reasons). She headed straight for her bed not even bothering to change into pajamas then, plopped down onto the blankets and moved so she could snuggle under the covers. She passed out almost immediately.

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Erin opened her eyes and immediately regretted it. She felt like a wedge hammer hit her straight in the head. Her hands moved up to her temples and she started to rub them, which soothed the pain for a couple minutes but then the pain was almost unbearable. She sat up quickly and pulled open her desk drawer. Her hand shuffled around for a couple of seconds before finally pulling out a bottle of Advil. She popped 2 in pills in her mouth, then snatched the bottle of water on the side of her desk and guzzled what was left. It left Erin still thirsty but her mouth at least wasn't dry anymore. She attempted to close her eyes to try and get some more sleep considering it was only 9:00 in the morning. As soon as Erin did though she could hear the loud screams of her mother and boyfriend going at it. She rolled her eyes. What was new around here. In fact, Erin would bet all the money she saved up that her mother was pissed off that her boyfriend drunk all the beer again. Erin got up and threw on a t-shirt and jeans that were a size too big for her. She grabbed $40 that she knew she shouldn't be taking from her savings but knew she also deserved a break. Erin decided she would grab something to eat then bring it over to Annie so they could have a best friends day or girls day, whatever you wanted to call it. Erin knew Annie would be so thrilled to have fast food when all Annie's been eating for almost 3 weeks now was cereal, because that's all Annie could afford with how business was going. Even Erin agreed business had been a little slow lately. She walked out of her room and slid right pass her mother and her boyfriend. They only acknowledged Erin when she was about to close the door from out in the hallway.

"Erin get me some beer before you come home."

"Yup."

That's all Erin could manage to say to her mother. To Erin's shock, her mother handed her a $50 dollar bill and told her to keep the change. Erin took the bill and left. She was a little happy inside. She knew her mother was a drunk and a druggie but sometimes her motherly side showed. She would sometimes bring a piece of clothing home for Erin or bring her back some food from the diner she worked at. Those were the best of days for Erin. The worst days were when her mother would just leave and not return for weeks or months. When that happened Erin stayed with Annie. Annie was there for Erin through thick and thin and Erin couldn't imagine her life without her. This is why Annie deserved a little treat, today especially.

Erin quickly rushed out of the chaotic McDonald's with 2 large drinks and a full bag, which she almost dropped 3 times. Since she had a little money left over, not including the $50 her mom gave her, she decided to take a cab so she wouldn't have to carry everything for over 30 minutes. After she paid the taxi driver, she turned to a broken down small house. The gate was rusty and made a painful sqeaking noise when opened. What must have been a nice White House was now a peeling dark white and brown house. Erin didn't mind how it looked though. She knew what the inside was like and that's all that mattered to her. Erin made her way up the small pathway to the porch and almost tripped on some weeds a couple of times. Erin hesitated before entering the house. Even though this was Annie's home, it was also considered her home. So, why did she hesitate to walk in? No. Erin knew why. Even though Annie and Erin both lived here, the guy who owned it wasn't so nice. His name was Charlie. He's the one who saved Annie and Erin's lives. They needed a home and he provided. They would repay him by doing their job. Any man that wanted a certain service, Charlie would usually use his top 2, Annie and Erin. They would keep $20 dollars after working, depending on what they would make. Beside this, they would have to make sure the house was clean when he came home. They also had to make sure that there were fresh cold beers sitting in the fridge waiting for his arrival.

Erin remembered that a couple weeks back, Annie had drank the last beer in the fridge and forgot to go to the store and get more. Charlie came home pissed with how business went that day. He stormed his way to the fridge and nearly broke the door to it when he realized that there was no more beer in there. Annie and Erin were sitting on the couch watching it all happen. Erin knew Annie had taken the last beer because she could basically see the sweat roll down her face. Charlie demanded to know who drank the last beer and didn't bother to replace it with another box. No one spoke which only made Charlie angrier. Erin knew what was coming up because of Charlie's face expression, so she took one for Annie and told him she drank the last beer and forgot to gat another box. Charlie had slapped her face with such great force that Erin fell back and her face hit the coffee table and left a huge painful scratch on her right cheek. Charlie then had said it will be worse if it happens again. He walked to his room and slammed the door where he remained for the rest of the night. Annie rushed to Erin's side with a bag of cold peas. She told Erin that she didn't have to take the blame for her but Erin didn't mind. What are best friends for.

Erin snapped back into reality when she heard a house door slam open then shut. The large bang made Erin flinch a little and made the, still really sore, scratch flare up with a pain sensation. Erin looked for the source of the bang and found out It was just the petersons going at it again. They fought non-stop 24/7, which made Erin want to pull her hair out, especially when she had a gigantic headache. Erin's attention went back to the door. She prayed that Charlie wasn't home right now so that way Annie and her can have some alone time. She opened the door and spotted Annie on the couch. No Charlie was seen anywhere.

"Thankgod," Erin whispered to herself.

Annie jumped up in excitement when she saw Erin walk through the door. She was a little scared because she thought it was Charlie at first. It's been almost a month since Erin and her were able to just sit down and have a full conversation about something that didn't involve sex, drugs, or drinking. Erin handed Annie a bag of the McDonald's she had ordered and sat her food down on the coffee table.

"How are you doing Annie?"

Annie answered with a mouth load of food.

"Great, now that I'm finally eating something besides cearal!"

Erin couldn't help but laugh. It felt good to laugh. Especially if you lived the kind of life she lived. Erin put on a sort of sad looking face which of course Annie had spotted. Annie set her more then half eaten burger so she can talk to Erin and not have to worry about food spitting out at her face.

"Erin, how are you doing?" Annie asked in a sincere voice.

Erin just stared at Annie with a blank face until she realized that she was quiet for too long.

"I'm fine Annie."

Annie just stared at Erin and had that look on her face that could always tell Erin that Annie knew she was lying, and Annie was always right. Erin was lying. Erin wasn't ok. But was she ever? Erin couldn't help but want a normal life. She craved a normal life because her life was nothing but normal. She has a drunk and druggie mother, she's been drinking and has been a prostitute since 12-13 years old, and she had to drop out of the 10th grade because business hasn't been as well as it use to be, so she had less money to pay tuition. So yeah, I think craving a normal life wouldn't be that bad.

"Erin, tell me what's wrong."

"Annie everything is wrong. My whole life is a mess I just can't deal with it anymore. Why us? Why did we have to get born into this life, huh? Don't you want a normal life? Haven't you at least ever dreamed of a normal life?"

Annie let out a small chuckle and plastered a smile on her face.

"Erin, you know I do. Don't you remember that one time when we-"

"How could I not! You ended up biting me and took a $20 dollar bill from my pocket, which by the way you still owe me."

Annie gave a cunning grin which only made Erin's grow bigger.

"I have no idea what your talking about, but let's say I do owe you $20 dollars. You can win it back in this."

Annie bent down over the couches side arm and came back up with the board game monopoly. This made Erin smile really big because Annie knew it was Erin's favorite game.

"Your so on!"

"Bring it!"

Both girls laughed non-stop for hours has they played monopoly. It was moments like this when they could really be able to enjoy life and not regret any decisions they made in the past. As soon as they cleaned up (after there 5th game) the monopoly game Charlie walked in. That was Erin's sign to go. She knew he would be wondering where she was for the past 3 days.

"I'm going to go Annie, goodnight."

Erin headed for the door but was spun around by Charlie.

"Where do you think your going."

"Home."

"THIS IS YOUR HOME! I took you in and all you had to do were simple things."

Erin just stood there in disgust, hatred, and fear. She could see his bloodshot pupils which let Erin know Charlie was extremely drunk or high.

"You know what I'm not in the mood to argue. There's a dealer that owes me a package. Erin go pick them up in the alley behind the store you go pick my beer up at. Bring it to me by 4:30 pm tomorrow and no later or you'll regret it."

With that, Charlie walked to the fridge and pulled himself to out a beer. He then walked to his room and slammed the door shut.

"He's been like that for the past couple of days because of how slow business has gotten. I'm sorry Erin."

"It's fine Annie, come give me a hug."

Erin and Annie held each other tightly for a minute straight, then let go. Erin was about to go out the door when Annie has shouted something at her.

"Erin don't forget your food!"

"You can have it."

Erin walked out the door but before she did she knew she didn't have to turn around to see the smile across Annie's face.

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Erin grabbed another cab to the store even though it was a top 15 minute walk from the house to the store. She didn't trust any of these neighborhoods, especially at night. Erin made her way to the alley and waited a good 20 minutes before she decided to finally leave. Right when she was turning to the direction of the store door she saw a man approach. He was dressed in all black. He quickly dragged Erin deeper into the alley so the deal would be less noticeable. He quickly handed her a small thick package and rushed out of the alley as if he'd seen a ghost. When Erin looked up after shoving the package in her pocket, she saw another man approach. Erin stood there in shock. Was he a police man that just caught her dealing? Erin knew she would be screwed. But this felt different to Erin. He'd walked as if he had done this before. It seemed like he knew he wasn't going to get shot in this neighborhood, which can happen at any minute with people today. What was she thinking he probably was cop. Erin was careful not to let her guard down but for some reason she felt like it was ok. There was definitely something different about this guy cop or not.

"Listen kid, if you want out of the life I can tell your living, give this number a call."

Erin took the card but didn't have anytime to ask questions because the man had gotten into his car and left as quickly as he came. Erin ran her fingers on the smooth wording. She felt like she had heard this name before but she just couldn't tell. All Erin could say was his name over and over again.

"HANK VOIGHT."

So this is the first chapter which I hoped everyone liked. For now I don't have a day on which I will update, so I will usually update with 2-3 days depending how much creativity comes to mind. If I'm feeling really creative and want to write it might be posted a day after I've already posted a chapter so look out. Please comment or you can even inbox me on what you want to see for future chapters or how you liked it. Till next time!

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