"Chris!" I hear Morgan get up from the couch to hug me.
I hug her back, just as Ryland pops in to be hugged too. Garrett comes out from the kitchen with cheezits and hugs me as well. I think I missed Benjamin the most, his eyes always stared into my soul.
"so we need to talk.." Shane says.
I jump on the couch next to Shane savoring this moment. I know I was selfish but I wanted this family to be mine more than anything. I didn't want to dream like a loser I am, but feel and connect.
"How is home." Ryland suddenly asks, interrupting what Shane was about to say.
I am home, dad.
I wipe that thought out of my head. I show Ryland the belt mark across my face and lift up my shirt to show him my bruises on my ribs. He gasps.
Before I can put down my shirt again, Shane stops me."When have you last ate? How much do you weight? Has he been feeding you?"he touches my non-existant stomach touching my ribs. You could count each one.
"i-I...didnt know...it was that...bad." I look Shane in the eyes.
I can see a tear start to form in both Shane and Ryland's eyes."wait...oh my god!oh my god!" Shane stares into my eyes."You are literally starving yourself to death.. "
I shake my head, not believing one word. I just wanted to be pretty, I thought I was now that I lost the weight."three days ago...last time I checked I was eighty six pounds.." I stare at my hands into my lap."I-i just wanted to be..thin..."
Something in Shanes eyes told me he went through the same mindset as me. "m-my daughter's...dying.." He whispers to himself, but i heard.
I hugged Shane hard, and then Shane asks for me if i have been cutting. I tell him the truth lifting my sleeve, showing him. He starts to cry.
" i know i..have been through the same thing.." Shane says, i hug him again ashamed.
I look up in his eyes, searching for any anger. Was he going to hit me?"a-are you going to...h-hit me..?" I ask.
Ryland shakes his head. "For what, Chris?"
I look at Ryland, ashamed that i put them through my dark secrets."For..erm.. Cutting and...um not e-eating..?"
"Why would we ever hit you?" I hear Morgan's voice chime in. Im suprised at how mature it sounded.
Never thought mature and Morgan would be in the same sentence...
I shrug my shoulders. I feel a hand on my cheek, specifically the cheek with the belt slash on it. I flinch at the touch, relaxing when I notice Shane.
By habit I instantly defend my dad's method."It's nothing...i fell and hit my head on a nearby table."
Even that sounded lame. I could tell that no one believed me for one second. Ashamed for lying to them, I close my eyes expecting a hit.
After a moment of uncomfortable silence, I look up to see everyone in the same position not angry at all. Confused but relieved, I couldn't get that moment out of my head. Everyone in this house loves me and wouldn't lay a threatening finger on me.
This is what I want. This is what I need.
But instead of saying those words out loud I get up to go to Morgan and I's room. "I think I'm going to sleep, see you in the morning..."
Hopefully.
I lay in my bed listening to the muffled voices of the adults, probably talking about leaving me. Or waking me up in the morning to tell my dad where I am, that would be a nightmare.
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Fate II ADOPTED BY SHANE DAWSON!!
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