The Price Of Freedom

Chapter 8: Meet The Parents

After Courtney, Kate, and Zoey all basically tackled as soon as i stepped through the door, Hunter introduced me to their parents.

"Hi, you must me Chloe, we've heard so much about you. I'm Mrs. Johnson but you can just call me Sheryl."

I smiled at Mrs. Johnson and Mr. Johnson who's name I learned was Alec. "Hi, I just wanted to say thank you again for letting me stay here."

"Oh nonsense dear! You can stay anytime. We're just glad that your safe and away from that monster." Mrs. Johnson says. I'm still not too happy that Hunter told them about what happened but i guess they deserved an explanation on why a teenage girl, who is a complete stranger to them, would be stay in their house from now on. "Now come on, its time for dinner."

I just smiled as she led us all into the kitchen. Mr. Johnson sat at the end of the table with Mrs. Johnson next to him. Courtney, Kate, and Zoey all sat next to each other on the opposite side as their mom which left 2 seats, forcing me to sit next to Hunter. Things have just been very.... awkward, and i don't know how to act with him anymore.

Part of me just wants things to go back to normal but the logical part of me knows that will never happen.

The rest of dinner was filled with the quiet chatter of the johnsons and me playing with my food making it seem like i ate some.

I still cant seem to eat much, if anything, since i got used to not eating at all.

"Chloe, hun, why arent you eating, do you not like the food?" Mrs. Johnson asked sadly. "Because i tried to make food that hunter and the girls said that you might like and i worked really hard a-and-" before she could finish i cut her off because she just looked so sad.

It broke my heart to see her so worried about wether i liked the food or not.

"Oh, no its not that i dont like the food. Its just that im not really that hungry." I lied. I even threw in a fake smile to top it off.

She seemed like she believed me and instantly her whole body relaxed. "Good. For a second there i thought that my cooking was bad."

I looked around and saw that everyone was silent, not denying it or aggreeing with her.

Since no one said anything i looked at mrs johnson with a smile and shook my head. She smied back and everyone else went back to their conversations.

That is, everyone except Hunter of course.

I turned to him and gave him a questioning glance before continuing to play with my food.

Once everyone was done eating mrs. Johnson cleared the table and excused everyone except me and hunter.

"Ok. Hunter, honey, can you show Chloe to her room since it's right next to yours?" She asked casually as she washed the dishes and i nearly chocked on my own saliva.

I turned to look at hunter and he just nodded his head and said a quick and quiet "sure."

He lead me up the stairs to the top floor and stoped in front of a plain white door. He looked at me for a second, about to say something when instead, he just opened the door and left down the hall. He entered a room 2 doors down and slammed the door shut making me jump from the loud noise.

I tried to hold back the tears as i entered the room, instantly engulfed my a treacherous site. In that exact moment i felt as if i was going to die. The walls, the bed, the carpet, th-th-the...everything! Everything in this room was.....

PINK!

I almost died right there. I hate the color pink with a fire-y passion. Its been my least favlrite color since my father started beating me. He always said people who like pink were weak, worthless whores who deserved to be punished.

I used to love pink but ever since then i despised it hoping he wouldn't hurt me as much if i didnt like pink but, that only made it worse.

He said how people who tried to change were desperate sluts. Thats when i learned never try and please him bacause he cares about nothing but making my life miserable by filling it with pain and sorrow.

I could feel my chest tighning as i thought more and more about my fathers beatings, thinking hes coming for me.

I could feel all the air slowly releasing from my lungs as i struggled to get some oxygen. My vision started to get blurr with fresh tears as i struggled to get some kind of relief as i knew i was having a panic attack and if i didnt get any air soon id pass out.

I tried opening the door to go find hinter but the best i could do was turn the knob letting the door creek open before i collapsed from lack of oxygen, making the door swing open and crash into the wall as i did so.

The last thing i remember was a door slamming open and a tall, dark figure running towards me as i still gasped for air, finally letting darkness consume me.

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I know i know i havent updated for a while and its short but heres a new chapter.

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