Will It Ever Be The Same?

Chapter 9: Almost there.

Callie's POV:

When Jesus walked in with his bloody hand and looked at me, I knew it had to do with Liam, so I ran out and took him with me. How did I know this? Well, it was because Jesus rarely looked at me that way, the sibling way, and so I knew that it was Liam. "Jesus, you have exactly one minute to tell me what's going on." I stared at him for a few seconds before he began to talk, "I was walking outside and Liam walked by. He was looking for you. I don't think he knew I was your brother, so he asked me. I asked him why he needed to find you and he told me that," he was now crying, "-that he was going to give it to you today and rape you. I don't know why he would tell a stranger that, but he did. I got really mad and punched him and I shouldn't have because he looked drunk and had a glass bottle with him. He smashed my hand with the bottle. That's it." 'That's it  Jesus? You act as if it was just a casual day. You shouldn't have done that. Stop protecting me only to hurt yourself. Your like Jude to me. I can't lose you." We hugged and I wrapped up his hand before we went back inside. He explained the story to everyone. Stef was ready to arrest him Lena looked sad, Mariana was shocked, and Brandon and Jude looked like they were ready to kill anybody. Of course, I broke the silence. "It's fine. Let's go to sleep now." And we all head up to go to bed.

BRANDON's POV:

When I woke up in the morning, I felt like taking a shower. But, somebody was in the bathroom. I decided to wait thinking that whoever it was would be done in a few minutes, but I was wrong. I realized this after forty minutes of waiting. I decided to find out who it was, so I knocked. All I heard were quiet, innocent sobs. I knew it was Callie. I opened the door only to find Callie, my Callie, on her knees puking up blood. I helped her up and took her to my room when she was done. "Are you okay? Do you need any water? Anything?" I kept bombarding her with questions until she smiled and said, "B it's okay. It happens every day now." I smiled. Why wasn't I notified that this had happened before? I realized that I was slowly loosing Callie.

With less than three days until the big wedding, I was becoming extremely nervous. Even if it wasn't with Callie, I wanted everything to be perfect. And as if I wasn't being tortured enough, Mari came in and said, "B- Jude, Jesus, and I want to speak together. Stage fright," she said. "Yeah. As if Mariana Foster would be afraid of being in the spotlight," I chuckled. Then moms chimed in and said, "Well now Callie, Mama, and I can plan longer speeches." The thought of Callie speaking for my wedding seemed so amazing. Her pure voice was all mine for one day.

CALLIE's POV:

When Stef came in to let me know that I could elongate my speech for B, I was ecstatic. Mine's was already too long. I had a mental plan to ask Moms if I could go over time, but this worked out perfectly. But with all the excitement I had forgotten that I wasn't writing vows for B, but instead a letter of hope for him and his future wife. We were almost there. Almost at the wedding. Almost over.

Catherine came in, and I have to admit I was a bit nervous. "I'm sorry," she said," sorry that you loose B in three days. But, I want to be friends before the wedding. Start off and end off in good terms. So I was wondering," she continued not waiting for my response," would you like to see my wedding dress?" I nodded and she took me to it and tried it on. It was beautiful. Beautifully hugging her body. (http://iamnotreallyintofashion.tumblr.com/ the seventh dress) "Brandon is going to die when he sees you." I decided to play along. Might as well pretend I was Cath. "Thanks," she smiled. It was a genuine smile this time.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but the next one is going to be the wedding! This fanfic is coming to an end soon. I'm planning on starting a new one next week, so let me know. Now, that summer break has startd, I will update more. Love you all <3.