Forgiving Justice

"...So it came a bit of a shock to me when I saw what was happening between Bella and Theo. No one would have guessed that anything like that could happen to us: the happy go lucky Balmers and Kensits living in the big house on the corner. But that’s the funny thing about life.
You never know what’s coming next."

Fifteen year old Natalie Balmer/Kensit has never really felt like she belongs. Throughout her childhood she was continually bounced from one home to another- whilst keeping a terrible secret that her older sister Bella was being brutally abused.
Now, living in care, seperated from her family and in a steady relationship with boyfriend Jasper, Natalie is shocked to find her past being dragged out in front of her.

Theo is back. And his story's in court.

Natalie, as the only witness to Bella and Theo's injustice, is now compelled to make a life changing decision- Keep her families together?

Or serve Bella justice and send her sister to prison?

Coming soon!


18. Immunity

Sitting at the huge mahogany dining table with a steaming mug in my hands, I felt comfortable with Moya, and eager for her story. She watched me for a moment, and then, maybe after having decided that she could trust me, took a deep breath.


“When I met Jamie,” she began, “He was vulnerable. He had just been turned down by your sister for him to accompany her on her search for Theo, and he was very upset. Depressed, even. Also homeless, as he couldn’t think of anything worse than going back home. Obviously he blames himself for what happened to your brothers, and I’m sure he will hate himself forever for it...”


“But it wasn’t his fault,” I interjected.


Moya placed her hand on mine. “I know that. Anyway, he had nowhere to go, no one for support, except for Ricky. Ricky was, and still is, his best mate. He also happens to be my brother.”


Moya must have seen my eyes widen, and she laughed. “I know it’s strange. But love is strange, don’t you think?” I nodded.

“So that’s how we met. Jamie needed a place to stay, and Ricky offered him one. We fell in love the first time we laid eyes on each other. At first we didn’t want to tell Ricky, it would make things too awkward, but soon it was too late to keep it a secret any more.”


“What happened?”


“Well one thing led to another, and sooner or later I became...” Moya closed her eyes for a second. “Pregnant.”

My eyes drifted down to Moya’s stomach, where her hands were resting, almost as if she still had the child in there. “Marie,” I breathed.


Moya grimaced. “It seems like the most romantic fairy tale I know but... Well, I was young, your age I believe, and my parents kicked us out. Ricky wanted to help but he was like Jamie, completely and utterly broke.”


I leant forward in my chair. This was like the most dramatic soap opera unfolding right before my eyes. I could see it all happening in my head. Moya, young and vulnerable, carrying a baby; Jamie, also young and not ready for this kind of responsibility, and the parents, sick with disgust at the boy who had completely betrayed their trust.


“So what happened then?”


“Well my uncle, he was completely understanding of the situation, and as it happens also quite well off, so he lent us some money to go and build a life for ourselves.” Moya motioned to the grand surroundings. “This is what we decided to spend our money on.”


I was completely speechless. My brother was much more of a man than I had taken him for. He had looked after this girl, a girl whom he had barely known for a month, and risked everything to start a new life with her. I bet so many seventeen-year-old boys would just walk away from a scary situation like that.


“We’re getting married in the spring,” Moya held out her long manicured fingers, showing me the gorgeous emerald that glittered unceasingly in the gloom.

“Congratulations,” I smiled. And I meant it.


                           * * *

“I’ll meet up with you soon, Natalie,” Lottie whispered, pressing her forehead against mine, “We haven’t really had a chance to talk much today.”

“Sure, that would be great,” I murmured half heartedly, kissing Lottie on both cheeks. I did the same to Chrystal. “Take care, love,” she said, and threw daggers at Jasper. She put more emphasis on the words take care than needed. We waved until the sleek black car had purred away, and then we turned back to face the fire.


Jamie was standing with his hands placed firmly on his hips, his dark eyes burning a hole in my forehead. “Natalie,” he addressed me crisply. But before I could answer he held up a hand. “Just don’t...” Jamie scrunched his eyes up as if in pain. “Don’t do anything... Stupid.”


“You know I won’t, Jamie.”


The answer seemed to satisfy him, as he brought me into his arms and stroked my hair.

“You know that I only want what’s best for you, Nat,” he whispered, his voice cracking slightly.

I felt Jamie’s hot tears wet my face, and I kissed his cheek. “Jamie, have you ever considered that what’s best for me might be... Jasper?”


That’s all I had to say. That’s all I could say. I bent down and planted a kiss on Marie’s forehead, and one on Moya’s cheek, and headed out into the dusk. I knew that I couldn’t come back in a while, but that didn’t hurt me as much as it probably should. But I guess that’s what happens when you get used to leaving people you love.


You grow immune to it.


My arm wound tightly around Jasper’s waist, I didn’t look back until I was inside his car; where it was safe enough for me to peer out the dusty windows at the perfect family, which I didn’t, and would never belong to.

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