Infinite Summer

Last Chance

Conrad's Pov

"What the fuck are you doing here? And where's your fucking shirt?" He asked furiously.
"Belly?" He called out trying to get in.
"Shit, I don't think you should." I said standing in front of the doorway.
"Fuck off." He yelled pushing me back walking into the room. Fuck. I wished this wasn't a studio apartment.
"Belly. Belly." I called out trying to warn her. Taylor looked at me as if I was insane.
"Steven, my man. It's been a long time. Why don't we chat outside for a sec?" I asked trying to stop him from getting in. But he walked fast.
"What the fuck?" He yelled as he sees Belly on the bed with the blanket hugging her trying to protect her from, well, Steven.
"Hey, Taylor, Steven my brother, How are you?" She said faking a smile hiding her fear.
"You're dead." Steven says to me. Suddenly I see his fist flying across and I see stars.

Belly's Pov

"Steven what the fuck!" I yelled wrapping the blanket around me tight running towards Conrad.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked cupping his cheek. He nodded slowly.
"Steven, what the fuck?" I yelled.
"What do you mean what the fuck? I should be the one saying what the fuck?" He yelled.
"Why is he fucking shirtless? And you have that fucking blanket around you and I assume you have nothing on. And fucking clothes everywhere." He yelled looking around.
"Holy shit, ripped shirt. You guys are wild." Taylor smirked picking up my ripped shirt laughing.
"Taylor." I hissed snatching the shirt from her.
"And that's another reason I should hit you again now." Steven said.
"No babe, no. Just calm down." Taylor said holding Steven's hand.

"What the fuck is this?" Steven groaned. "This is my fucking little sister, this is fucking disgusting. If you dare touch her again, I swear-." He said.
"Grow up, Steven. It's my body, my choice. And plus, don't act all disgusting and shit, I caught you and Taylor in the middle of having sex plenty of times." I yelled. It's true. In the car, in campus, in his bedroom, living room. Everywhere.
"Shut up. That's different." He said and turned to Conrad. "You're like 22 and she's still 19. She can't even buy herself a drink yet."
"Taylor's my age." I hissed.

"Look, Steven. I know this looks fucking bad right now. But we're not messing around. I love her, okay? I promise to take care of her. I'm not gonna hurt her again." Conrad said holding my hand. Steven looked at me.
"No. I'm fucking sure about that. I know how you feel about my sister. But you guys are like a fucking booby trap. One wrong step and you explode. Messing up everything else around you too. And I know you, Conrad. You fucking love her and you'll fight for her, always. But you, Belly. What are you gonna do when this goes to shit? Are you gonna get back with Jeremiah or something? He's not a second choice Belly. Cuz he's not a reality you can always take back because you messed it up with your dream." Steven said. His words cutting my heart.
"Steven, stop." Taylor said.

"He wasn't my second choice, Steven. I really loved him." I hissed at him. I feel Conrad's hand loosening in mine.
"Than why the fuck that wedding didn't happen? I mean, I'm sure it was because Conrad confessed and shit. But I can't blame him for feeling what he was feeling. But you, Belly. I know deep in your heart you knew how you felt, but you still went along with Jere's proposal. Until the very end, and you canceled the wedding. Why? You fucking hurt him, Belly. You both fucking hurt him. You and Jere hurted Conrad. And this love triangle shit kept on going round and round. And now my best friend wouldn't even talk to me. He even ignored mom. Suzannah wanted us to look after each other. But because you cannot make up your mind between these two Fishers, now our family is broken." Steven blurted out. The part that hurts the most is the realization that he was right. Suzannah wanted us all to stayed together, but because of me. It turned to shit.

"Steven. What the fuck. Enough." Taylor said. "No, Belly don't listen to him okay?" Taylor said caressing my back. But it didn't work. I was already crying.
"No, I mean. He's right. I'm sorry." I said with my voice cracking and I ran to the bathroom. If only I hadn't picked this stupid studio apartment, I could've gone to the bedroom. But in this case, I had no choice. I went inside the tub and curled up in a ball with my blanket. I heard yelling. Mostly Taylor's voice. A minute later it was quiet and I heard knocking in the door.
"Belly? Are you okay?" Conrad said behind the door. "Can I get in?" He asked. I didn't answer so he just went inside. He didn't say anything. He just walked up to me and caressed my hair.