Belly.
I open the door to find Lacie Barone standing before me.
"Can I help you?"
"Hi Belly. Can we talk?"
"I have nothing to say to you. You can leave."
"It's important, it's about Jeremiah."
"No. You don't get to say his name. You slept with him and you ruined us. You can fucking go."
"Look you little bitch. I could give two fucks about you. But someone I care about is in the fucking hospital because a bitch like you decided to leave him. I don't even know what he saw in you, you've always liked his brother. You just strung Jere along. Do you even love him?"
"Shut up! You don't get to talk to me about loving Jeremiah. You don't even know the half of it."
"Don't tell me to shut up. Because of you, Jeremiah is in the hospital because he drank 3 bottles of hard liquor and sniffed some cocaine laced with fentanyl. I saw your room. The letters, the stupid ass letters his brother wrote you. Does Jeremiah know about them? I'm gonna assume not. And I'm a girl so I can piece together what happened."
She takes a deep breath. "Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong but when I saw Jeremiah in New York, he told me he was back with you which is funny cause I saw that you married his brother not too long ago. Then while Jeremiah was on his trip away from you, I bet you were missing your husband huh? So you pulled out the box full of things from him. And you read the letters, more specifically you read the letter his dead mother wrote to him for his wedding day. And you what? Felt guilty? So you ran? Am I correct so far?"
I don't speak.
"But that's not all, you ran and told no one. We tracked your phone and it's been off. Did you know I had to get my dad's captain friend to find your ass? We found out you booked a flight to Pennsylvania but we had no clue where you were until you were seen walking around campus with your best friend. Which brings us here. Jeremiah is dying Belly. And if you ever cared about him, you'll come back to Boston with me. I'll give you 30 minutes to pack your shit. Meet me on the tarmac."
Lacie slams the door on her way out. What is she saying? Jeremiah is dying? Then I remember the headlines that Taylor read me, someone overdosed. That someone was Jeremiah. My Jeremiah.
Tears run down my face as I pack my bags. I send Taylor a text letting her know what's going on and I call an Uber to take me to the airport. Lacie gets out of her car when I arrive and we board the flight. Lacie doesn't speak to me the entire flight.
I walk into the hospital room to see Jeremiah laying on the bed, he looks so peaceful. Lacie gave me an update on our car ride here. She told me to prepare myself but nothing can prepare you for this. I'm so sorry Jeremiah.
I look down at him and start to speak.
"Hey Jere,
Don't leave me ok? Wake up. You can do this. I'm sorry I hurt you so much. I'm sorry I just left, I should've told you where I was going. I didn't go back to him, I promise you I didn't. I just need to be alone right now. I needed to figure things out on my own. It's not you, it was me. I'm a mess and I keep hurting everyone around me. I'm so sorry for this. Please wake up. I love you." I choke on my last word.
Jeremiah was in a coma for 3 and a half weeks. We weren't able to reach Adam or Conrad. Adam's in Milan for a business trip and they haven't been able to get ahold of him. Conrad was MIA. I wanted to go search for Conrad but I couldn't leave Jeremiah's side. I was at the coffee shop down the block when I got the phone call.
"Belly, he's awake! Come back here quick!"
"Can I ask you for a favor Lacie?"
"No. No. Don't walk away from him Belly."
"I need to figure out my life on my own. I need to find out who Belly is without the Fisher boys. Please Lacie, I'm begging you. Don't tell him I was there."
"I won't lie to him Belly."
"You will because you know this is what he needs."
"What he needs is you!"
"No what he needs is to stand on his own."
"I won't lie to him."
"Don't do it for me, do it for him."
"No."
And she hangs up. I book my flight out of Boston back to Pennsylvania. As long as he's alive, our paths will cross again. I'll be looking after you Jeremiah Fisher. I'll always love you.

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Rewrite the Stars
FanfictionHi guys! I wanted to give Bellyjere a better story than the one they got so here is Bellyjere through my eyes. I thought it would be easier to post my chapters this way because posting on twitter was a hassle. I took inspiration from the books as w...