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had been living in his own place since he was sixteen. I was sitting in Harlan’s lap, it was one of the rare times he was affectionate with me in front of his brother. It was always weird and tense between us when Nolan was around; it was like Harlan was afraid for Nolan to see how much he really liked me.
    My hands were around Harlan’s neck and my face was barely an inch from his. I can still smell his cologne, and his favorite gum.
    I will always remember the way he smelled. Like ‘Cool Water’ and ‘Winter Fresh.’ I couldn’t believe Harlan was going to kiss me in front of his brother. Then Nolan had to open his mouth and ruin it. “Did Harlan tell you his big news?” He wore a devilish grin on his face — I should have known it wasn’t anything good. I shook my head no, “Harlan here is going to be a daddy. I am going to be an uncle in four months.”
    Harlan's face went pale and stoic. His body tensed beneath mine as all the color left my face. I wouldn’ t let him or Nolan see me cry. I don’t know why Nolan wanted to hurt me like that, but he was always doing and saying cruel things about Harlan to me. “Wow, Harlan, a daddy. That is something.” What was I suppose to do, if I showed the hurt I was feeling, Nolan would just find something more to keep his cruel and unusual torment going.
    arla Harlan didn’t say anything, he didn’t have to. All of the rumors I had tried to deny about him were true. He was sleeping with anyone that was willing to lay down with him. Nolan would always brag to me about the things he could get Harlan to do when I wasn’t around.  Later on I found out that it wasn’t his baby, just some girl from another school hoping to latch on to Harlan, but it still hurt, because even though it wasn’t his baby it still meant that he had slept with her, whoever she was.
    “Good, that will be all for today Bella, schedule your appointment on your way out.”
    My therapy sessions are as pointless as a broken pencil. I step out of the office after scheduling my next session, same time, same place, every week. It’s always a repeat of the week before. He keeps pushing me to let Harlan go, but I can’t he is waiting for me.
    I light up my cigarette as I step onto the sidewalk. I don’t really care for smoking but it takes the edge off. Taking a drag my heart skips a beat when I see who I think is Harlan looking straight at me. But it only is his brother Nolan, they are three years apart in age but they have always favored one another. Well at least they did.
    I haven’t seen him — Nolan — since the day before the accident. I turn and quickly head in the opposite direction pushing my bike. I am sure he blames me too. And he is one of my least favorite people. Well let’s be honest the sight of him is hard, he reminds me of what I lost.
    Their mother tried to see me while I was in the institution but I refused to see her. I have enough of my own grief to deal with; hers would be too much to tackle.
    I hear his footsteps gaining behind me. “Hey Bella wait up. I want to talk to you.” I don’t dare turn back, I keep walking forward and further the down the street. I would hop on my bike but the street is too crowded this time of the day.
    I tuck my lighter in my back pocket and make a straight shot to my Gram’s house. She lives on Meadow Lane, directly behind the courthouse. Her home has been in our family for over 60 years. I have never met my parents — I only have one picture of my mother. Gram says that all of the photos she had of them were ruined in the big flood of 1998.
    My father was killed while overseas on a secret mission. He was part of the CIA. My mother wasn’t able to fly because her pregnancy was high risk, or else we may have been killed with my father.
     
    My mother died shortly after I was born. My Gram took custody of me and I have been with her ever since. It doesn’t bother me that they are gone. You can’t miss what you have never had. But I