No One Understands

Chapter 10

A/N: Song is "Can you feel my heart" by Bring Me The Horizon. I feel like the song kind of relates to Cece. In a way. What do you think?

You can't love someone who doesn't want to be loved.

You can't help someone who doesn't help themselves

What if that person doesn't know how to help themselves.

Well then, you definitely can't help them then.

She needs help. I don't know how I can help her though. She won't tell me.

You can't treat a wound without seeing it.

As I lay in my bed. That conversation repeats over and over again in my head.

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11:00 p.m.

Jack p.o.v.

Im in the kitchen getting something to drink. Cecilia still asleep. She fell asleep on the couch. I can't bring myself to wake her. I hear the front door open. I look at the kitchen entrance. I see my sister Chelsie walk in the kitchen, while glancing back at Cece on the couch.

"Hey, you gonna wake her?" She ask. She seems a little drunk.

She sits down at the counter.

"She looks so peaceful though." I say.

"Mom and our dad will be home tomorrow."

"When?"

She shrugs. She gets up walks to the fridge. "They texted me and told me that they're coming home tomorrow."

"Oh."

"I talked to Cece today. After you left. She's nice."

"Yeah, I just..."

Chelsie turns away from. the fridge and looks at me "Just?"

She turns back around and goes through the fridge.

I sit at the counter. "I want to help her. She so sad and broken inside. Just... Ugh."

"J.j. let me tell you something a person I don't hang out with anymore told me when I tried to help her a little while back. You can't help someone who doesn't help themselves. And you definitely can't love someone who doesn't love themselves."

"She's just... she needs help. I don't know how I can help her though. She won't tell me."

"You can't treat a wound without seeing it." She says. Turning towards me with strawberries. "Strawberry?" She ask sitting down at the other side of the counter, in front of me.

"Chelsie." I groan.

"J.J." She says in a mocking tone.

"I think I have feelings for her." I say while burying my face in the counter.

I hear her say nothing. All I hear is her grabbing strawberries and chewing.

"You know what these strawberries need. They need whip cream."

I hear movement.

"Are we out of whip cream?"

"No." I mumble.

"Ah, found it."

I hear her sit back down. She puts whip cream on a strawberry... I assume.

"Mmm, much better."

"Chelsie." I mumble.

"You know what's amazing."

"What?"