Closets Or Not| j.sims+c.johnson

Chapter 20

Casey's POV
2 Days Later

It's been two days and I don't know how much more of this I can't take. My head find, the doctor thinks so to. He said Jake would wake up from 3 hours to 3 days. Well it's been 2 day. I've been sitting in this chair next to him for two days.

"Mr Johnson? Umm Mr Sims has a visitor." I nod and he lets the person in. I don't look up until I catch a glance of a floral dress. I snap my view up and scowl. It's the girl he was with at the café. I stand and look at her with a glare.

"Hi." She whispers and pulls down her sleeve. She then takes a seat next to Jake. I blink then sit back down next to him. I can't help but watch her. She seems to be on the verge of tears.

"How well do you know Jake?" I said using the word 'do', implying that he is going to wake up. She shrugs. Then crinkles her noes.

"Pretty well. I knew that he was like this. I told him to stop. He promised he had." She whispers and my eyes widen. I try not to squeeze Jakes hand.

"You knew?" my voice came out as a squeak. She nods and looks up at me. Her eyes setting right through me. I look down to cut off contact.

"He never told me about this." I whisper and she nods. She looks up and smiles. She sighs for a moment while playing with Jakes hand.

"Sorry Jake."she whispers and kisses his cheek. His hand twitches and she smiles. Then she looks at me and takes a deep breath.

"He couldn't tell you." She whispers, she's not longer looking at me. I look at her with an iron gaze.

"He felt that he couldn't trust you. He thought if he told you what was going on in his head that you'd freak. And besides when it started you guys weren't talking." I sigh then close my eyes. This was my fault. Jake relapsed because of me. It's always my fault. I always hit those I love.

"He didn't want to disappoint you anymore than he felt he had." Her gaze is on his arm. She flips it over and lets out a dry humorless laugh. She runs her fingers over the cuts. She shakes her head slightly.

"If he wanted to kill himself he should have cut vertically." She says to me and glances up for a brief moment. I scowl and look at her. I then glance down at her sleeve and I can see scars peeking out. That's how she knows. She self harms too. She's suicidal too. I look at her and then back at Jake. I smile and looks at her eyes. I see compassion and fear and tears she's holding back.

"Thank you." I say and he gaze snaps to mine. She looks confused. She lets out a giggle and covers her mouth.

"For what?" She asks me and I smile a bit. I look at Jake for a good moment and see his chest rise and fall. I watch this for almost a minute before answering her.

"For begging there for him when I wasn't." I say and she smiles. Her head tilted to the side. She doesn't say anything but I can tell she's okay.

I promised myself to never hurt her or Jake. I promised that I would get her to come to London and live with us. I promised that I would be a better friend to Jake to her and to the guys.

"Casey? Ellie?"

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A/N

Little sweet chapter before school! Ed Freaken Sheersn in in Freaken Albany! That's in my state! Holy shit New York!!

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