Chapter Fifteen

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Estella was elated.

Jesse was coming home! 

He was able to be let out of the hospital, someone had to get him though. And her parents refused.

"If he wants to come home, he'll have to walk!" She remembers them shouting.

So when the family heard the sound of an engine getting closer to their house, they all got confused. And when someone knocked on the door, it was Estella who answered.

She gasped at the sight.

It was Dean, he had an arm slung around her brother in a comforting manner.

And her brother.

Oh it was a sight.

His hair was a little longer, he was so pale, even though he was wearing Dean's leather jacket you could tell he lost a lot of weight.

And his neck.

Thin bandages where wrapped around the center if his neck.

And his eyes.

So lifeless, so empty.

Is scared her, but this was her brother and she loves him no matter what.

But as soon as he walked inside and she closed the door,

Everything changed.

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It's been a week since Jesse when back to the Blofis house.

And he's never felt so alone.

He never wanted to be more alone.

So he would walk the streets for hours, coming 'home' late at night.

He was out there right now, wandering.

"Percy!" He hears and turns only for a pair of arms to wrap around his neck.

Right on his covered bandages.

He pushes the stranger away and pulls at the same time. Jesse looks and sees that it was Sera, Matt standing behind her.

His brain goes on autopilot and one hand flies up to his neck. He takes a step back and watches Sera's happy expression deflate.

"Don't you remember me?" Sera asks heartbroken and Jesse nods hesitantly before turning to walk away.

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Jesse looks at himself in his bathroom mirror. His fingers quickly and gently trace over the bandages, hooking his fingers carefully on the rim of the white cloth and unwinds it.

His fingers graze over the scars and bruises. He knows that the scars won't fade away, but he doesn't care.

It fulls him.

To try to fight, he wants to find the son of a bitch who is forcing Charlotte to do this!

Yes, he knows she's doing it against her will.

And he will find who's making her do this.

Jesse looks at the markings on his neck once more and brushes his fingers over the longest scar.

The one on the front of his neck.

The one that Charlotte did herself.

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