Brallie Story

Coming home

Callie's Point of View

Today I got out of the hospital and I am going home to San Diego. My dad has come back into our lives. We don't live with him but he has a house down the street and we see him everyday. The only bad part is Brandon is leaving tomorrow. I really haven't been able to spend time with him since he has been here cuz I was either in the hospital or at Liam's awful house being held captive!

"Hey Cals!" Brandon say coming in and sitting on my bed with me.

"Hey."

"I know that you are upset about me leaving tomorrow. If it were my choice I would stay forever but I can't."

"It just hard to have to keep saying goodbye to you! I don't know how much longer I will be able to do it Brandon!"

"I know baby! It's just as hard for me as it is for you."

"At least you have friends to distract you from me! I only have like one friend and she is in New York with you!" I start raising my voice even tho I know I shouldn't.

"Callie, you don't really think I can get distracted from you? You are all I think about 24/7! When you were taken I didn't sleep or eat for 2 days straight! I was looking for you the whole time! I didn't stop once! Lena and my dad tried to get me to stop but they have up!" I can tell he is getting angry.

"I didn't know that." is all I say and look anywhere but at him.

"Callie look at me." he says and lift my chin so I look at him. "I am sorry I just got weird! I am really tired and I shouldn't yell at you."

"No! I was yelling at you too! But if you are that tired, can you take a nap with me?" he give me his award winning smile and nods. We lay down on my bad and he wraps his arms around me and we fall asleep.

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After a long nap I wake up and turn to face him. His eyes are closed and I know he will be out for a while. I slowly get up and he doesn't even move. I feel bad! He got no sleep because of me. I smile at him and close the door and walk downstairs into the kitchen.

"Honey! You aren't suppose to be walking!" Lena says and pull out a chair for me.

"Sorry!"

"Where's Brandon?" she asks me.

"Sleeping."

"Oh I am glad that kids is actually sleeping!"

"Me too!" I reply and she smiles at me.

"So your birthday is coming up..." she states with a cheeky smile.

"Yes, but I don't want anything big or crazy! It would be great to just have a family dinner."

"Are you sure? You only turn 18 once!"

"Yes!" I tell her. "And no big presents! I don't want you spending anymore money on me!"

"Fine! I will just invite Mike and your father over for a nice dinner."

"We can even just order a pizza and rent a movie..." I suggest.

"No! I am cooking a nice dinner! What do you like?" She asks getting a paper and pen.

"What ever is easy..."

"Really?"

"Fine, I like anything with carbohydrates in it."

"Got it!" she says excitedly.

"Thank you Lena! It means a lot to me that you are letting me stay with you guys!"

"Callie sweetheart! it is my pleasure! You are like my daughter!" She says with a smile. "Now let's finish this popcorn and go watch a rainy day movie with the rest of the family." I nod and help her finish cooking the popcorn and putting it in bowls. We carry them out and I sit on the couch with Jude and we watch Talladega Nights. It is hilarious!

About half way through the movie Brandon comes downstairs rubbing his eyes. He doesn't even notice us in the living room so I decide to mess with him. Lena pusses the movie and I sneak up behind him. I quickly cover his eyes and he yells 'shit' really loudly and jumps about a mile in the air. Everyone just laughs really hard at his reaction.

"So funny guys!" he says putting his hands up.

"Sorry did I scare you?" I ask sarcastically. He just gets this evil grin. "What?" I ask and he picks me up throws me over his shoulder and runs out into the pouring rain. "BRANDON FOSTER PUT ME DOWN!" I yell laughing.

"Fine!" he puts me down right in the center of our front lawn and pulls me close again and kisses me passionately.

"You two get inside! You are going to to get colds! And no PDA!" Lena yells from the front door. We pull away laughing. He grabs my hand and we get inside. It's going to be rough saying goodbye tomorrow!