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9

It was now six twenty-three in the afternoon, Johnny was passed out, and Chloe was very sure he'd wake up with a killer headache. With how much he drank an hour ago, she wouldn't be surprised.

Chloe's right arm was still in pain. The burning from her lower stomach had finally passed ten minutes after Johnny left. Lying in the shattered glass, Chloe tried to get a nearby glass shard after she felt good enough to move.

There was one long glass piece just next to her hand, and it was almost reachable. She huffed as she would have to somehow move the chair closer and reach for the glass.

Chloe raised her hand, reaching as close as she could to the broken glass, her index finger managing to move it slightly. She tried again, this time pushing her body, attempting to nudge the chair closer. She reached her hand again.

The glass was then in her grip, just nicking her skin as she held tightly onto it as if she were to lose it. Chloe let out a breath of relief from her nose and relaxed her body.

It took Chloe three to five minutes to cut the tape off her right wrist. When she couldn't cut anymore, she yanked her arm up. The tape was now fully off. Her next task was the tape around her chest, restricting her to fully move her arm.

Once Chloe was out of the chair, she pulled the gag out and attempted to stand up, having the coffee table for assistance, but as she had been in the chair for quite a while, her legs were shaky and weak, causing her to fall. Chloe luckily caught herself and only made a little thud.

"Fuck sakes..." She mumbled bitterly, "I need my phone."

Not wanting to make anymore noises then she already had, she crawled on her hands and knees, as quietly as she could, to the main bedroom where she would assume Johnny had passed out.

Crawling into the room, she looked at the dresser next to the door and saw that her phone was nowhere in sight, so she moved to the bed. Looking at Johnny's unconscious body, she saw something poking out of his back pants pocket.

She was relieved to see it was her phone, recognizing her phone case.

Chloe raised her arm to the phone carefully and slowly pulled it out of Johnny's pocket. She wasn't sure how much of a deep sleeper he was, and she didn't want to be too quick to grab the phone. When the phone was almost in Chloe's hand, Johnny stirred, only moving his position, making the blue haired girl freeze.

Chloe let out a little sigh as she finally got her phone from Johnny and looked at the battery,  seeing it at forty percent. It was good enough.

She quickly made her way back to the living room, looking around for a place to hide out in case Johnny woke up. He had hidden her in a broom closet the first day, so she didn't think Johnny would bother to look there, but if he did, then she was fucked, so she went behind the island in the kitchen.

Chloe couldn't call anyone, maybe Rachel, she would call the police but then Johnny would get aggressive and probably kill Chloe. She wasn't ready to die yet, at all basically.

Turning on her phone, she saw it was on messages, on her mother's contact.

3:13𝑷𝑴: 𝒎𝒐𝒎
𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈? 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑱𝒐𝒉𝒏𝒏𝒚?

𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒐𝒆
𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉!

𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒐𝒆
𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅