Life Saver

Fate

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~Harry~

"-I like to call her Belly." She starts, catching my immediate attention. I can tell she's still trying to figure out how she wants to tell the story, so I cut in with a comment.

"That's pretty. It's a unique way to shorten Isabella" I state off handedly. She smiles.

"When she was learning her body parts, I she would always come, lift my shirt, poke my belly button and say 'Belly'. So the name kind of just stuck between me and her." She explains, making me smile. I picture a younger version of Brady, laughing at the image.

"She was your...Sister?" I question.

"Biologically; Yes. Realistically, she was my best friend. We did everything together. I was 11 when my mom had her. But she was the best thing in the world to me. A year later, my parent got divorced and my dad stopped talking to me and Belly-" She utters, seemingly finding it hard to finish the story. Her eyes fill with tears, guilt washing over her expression. "-and it was entirely my fault."

"No no, don't say that...It was your father's choice-"

"I'm not finished," She croaks. I nod in understanding. "My Mom was having an affair, and I caught her. She promised she'd stop, but I guess she didn't. She begged me not to tell my dad, saying that it would ruin the family and break his heart." She whimpers. "I was so scared, I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I was 12 years old. I didn't wanna break my family," She cries, quickly wiping the tears from underneath her eyes. "But my dad found out. He discovered that I knew about it and I didn't tell him. After that, he left. Never called or talked to me or Belly again." She whispers, small tears falling down her face. My heart breaks for her, trying to do what was right, and still being condemned for it.

"Brady that is not your fault" I explain, looking into her tear-blurred eyes.

"Yes it is!" She balls. "It's all my fault! Belly grew up without a father because of me, because I wanted to protect the woman who broke my family apart, because I was selfish and I wanted a perfect family, because I wanted my parents to love each other, because I was stupid enough to believe love could last forever. She doesn't even remember him, because of me!" She spews, all of her emotions spilling out. All her hurt, anger, and confusion falling out with her words.