I'll fight for you: Brallie story

Chapter 6

Ouch!" Callie gasped and grasped onto Brandon's hand that he distinctively gave her. He sighed and looked at her with symapthy.

"I'm sorry baby. I know she really hurt you, and I'm going to fix this. I promise."

Callie just nodded in response and grabbed her bag from the bed. Brandon didn't wait to take it from her. "I've got this." he smiled. Callie returned it before sighing.

Every inch of her body hurt. Starting with her stomach and nose. She had three cracked rips, and one that was completely broken. You could obviously guess that it was hard for Callie to breathe. Her nose was feeling a little better since she's been in the hospital for a couple days and the doctor had put it back in place.

"How do you feel?" Brandon asked after he settled her in his car.

"horrible." she replied.

If there was a better word that came to mind for Callie, then just horrible, she'd say it. But she was too exhausted to think. From the lack of sleep, and good food at the hospital; because everyone knows hospital food is horrible, she just wanted to eat a nice, hot meal, and go to sleep.

"Can you please just take me home? I'm sore, and kind of hungry. And I just want to sleep."

Brandon grabbed a blanket from the back seat and covered Callie with it.

"It'll be a little bit until we get home. Why don't you get some sleep, yeah?"

Callie didn't hesitate to nod. "Thanks Brandon." she mumbled, slowly falling into unconsciousness.

Callie later woke up, and she took in her surroundings slowly.

This isn't Robert's house. She thought.

"Callie? Baby, you're home with me. Don't worry." she heard Brandon's voice beside her.

When Callie went to sit up, a pain coursed through her stomach and she broke down into tears. "Ow, Brandon this really hurts." she cried.

Brandon took her hands and helped her sit up slowly. "Baby here, let me get you your pain meds."

He left the living room to get some water for Callie from the kitchen.

"Here you go." Brandon handed Callie over two pills with a glass of water.

"Where's Stef and Lena?" she finally spoke, and wiped away her tears with a tissue he gave her.

"Everyone went to dinner. Robert called and said he wouldn't be home so I brought you here to take care of you."

Callie smiled and wrapped her arms around Brandon. "I want to try something." she whispered.

he pulled away and looked at her confused. "what?" Brandon asked.

"Only if you're ready for this. Um.."

Brandon smiled and idly just started kissing Callie's neck gently, grazing his teeth against her bare skin here and there. A loud moan slipped out from her parted lips, and before they both new it, their clothes were sprawled all over the floor.

"Well.. that was.. great." Brandon said breathlessly.

Callie grabbed her clothes from the floor and hurriedly put them on.

"Really great." she agreed. "I should leave before Stef and Lena get home."

Brandon sat up. "I'll drive you home."

"No, it's okay. I'm goint to walk. I wanna clear my head, and just think if that's alright."

he checked the time on his phone. "Babe, it's almost nine. I'll drive you."

Callie sighed. She really just wanted to be alone. And not have Brandon drive her.

"Oh wait, I forgot. Robert is picking me up." Callie lied and grabbed her jacket from the floor. "I'll call you when I get home, okay?"

Brandon reluctantly nodded and grabbed Callie's hand. "I love you." he sighed and kissed her temple. "Very much. Don't forget, call me Callie."

she nodded in response. "I will. Bye Brandon."

And with that, Callie was out the door and started walking down the block.

"Wow, walking alone at nearly nine? You must be real bad." she heard somebody snipe from behind her.

Wait. Callie thought. I know that voice.

And when she turned around, Lou was standing there. Maybe twenty feet away from her. Callie's breath caught in her throat.

"L-Lou," she stammered.

A nauseated feeling had come over Callie, since her nerves had gotten the best of her, and she suddenly felt like she was going to throw up.

"I'm surprised Brandon even let you leave. You two were getting pretty fierce in the bedroom."

Callie's eyes widened. "You watched us!?!" she shrieked.

Lou smirked. "Yes. And trust me, I didn't think Foster had it in him. The time we had sex, he was practically shaking under my touch."

"You had sex with my boyfriend?" Callie explained, putting emphasis on the word, "my".

"Yes, and it was fantastic."

That was it, Callie couldn't take it anymore. She ran after Lou and punched her right in the face. They both heard a loud crack, which made Callie's nausea become even worse. Blood started gushing from Lou's nose. "You bitch!" Lou screamed and jumped onto Callie's back.

And then everything became a blur to Callie. She started punching her repeatedly in the head until Lou's knuckles became bloody.

"You're a fucking piece of shit. Remember that I did this to you Callie Quinn Jacob. And if you tell anybody that I did this to you, things will become much worse. I promise that."

Lou turned Callie over and kicked her, right in the stomach twice. Knocking the breath out of Callie, and then everything became black.

Callie later awoke, and found herself on the freezing ground. Her stomach ached, and her head was pounding. Blood was seeping from her nose, and mouth.

"Ow." Callie cried.

And then she remembered what happened.

Lou had beaten her up.

And she threatened her.

Her stomach suddenly churned and Callie had enough strength in her to lift herself off of the ground and throw her stomach up. Blood was mixed in with the acid.

As she went to stand, vertigo rushed over Callie's body and she just fell to the ground. Smacking her head against it at the same time, knocking herself unconscious.

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Okay so I'd like to give a big thanks to brallieforever for writing this WHOLE chapter for me! I was having trouble and she helped sooooo much! She's an amazing writer and if you dont follow her or read her stories, you really should they are amazing! Thank you so much :)

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