The New Fosters: A Brallie Story

Chapter 15

Callie's POV:

I keep passing out and waking up. Every time I wake up, I'm in a different place. This time I wake up to beeping monitors. I open my eyes and see that I'm in the hospital. I should've guessed by the uncomfortable bed, thin blanket, and like I said before beeping monitors. I see Brandon asleep in the chair next to me. "Brandon," I try to say but it come out in a whisper. "Brandon," I whisper again. His eyes pop open revealing his blue eyes.

"What? What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asks jolting up in his seat.

"Yeah I'm fine... I think. What happened?" I ask.

"Well, what is the last thing you remember?"

"Um... I remember asking you if I could sleep in your room and then going to get ready for bed. Then I went in my room until Mariana fell asleep. I was on my phone. Looking at Instagram, I think. Then I was going to come in your room, but something told me to look out the window first. I really don't know what made me do it, but I did. I looked out the window and," it all comes back to me in a rush. I gasp. "Liam," I whisper.

"Wait you saw him too? Did you have a panic attack because you saw Liam?" He asks.

"I think so. I mean I- I remember seeing him and then everything is kind of vague from there. Wait- wait you saw Liam? When? Where? Oh my God he's not here is he?" I ask looking all around my room as if Liam was hiding in the corner.

"Callie. Callie calm down. I saw him when we were getting into the ambulance. He was by the tree in the back yard," says. Liam was in the backyard. Oh no.

"Brandon he's not going to leave me alone. What if he does something to Jude?" I ask, tears welling up in my eyes.

Brandon takes my hand from under the blanket in his. "Callie I won't let him hurt you or Ju-" he stops and flips my hand over, "Callie what is this?" He asks.

Hospital gowns don't have long sleeves, "um they're..." I trail off.

"Why do you have scars on your wrist?" He asks. He looks from me to my wrist and then back to me.

"Um... Well... I cut sometimes. When I get really stressed or scared or when my mind is racing and I can't get it to stop," I say looking down.

"Why?" He asks. I knew it was coming, but I just really don't like talking about this.

"Please don't judge me," I plead.

He lifts my chin up so I have to look him in the eye. "I would never judge you Callie," he says.

"You say that, but everybody judges. The sad broken girl who cuts to feel something, anything." This is all to stressful for me to deal with. Why did the have to switch me out my clothes and into this hospital gown? Brandon never would have noticed just like nobody ever notices.

"I don't think of you like that. Don't group me in with everyone else because I'm not them. I know you've had a life harder than anyone should, but that doesn't mean that you can just assume all people are the same and are bad. Callie I love you and I would never think any less of you for anything that you've done or will do," he says. His eyes plead with me to believe him, believe that he's different.

"I'm sorry. I really sorry Brandon."

"Don't be sorry just don't say I'm like everyone else because I'm not. I know who you mean when you say that and, Callie, I'm not him. I'm not Liam," he says.

He was about to add something, but he's interrupted, "that's a shame, but I guess it's good to know that nobody is taking my place." We look to the doorway and see the devil himself, Liam.

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Author's Note:

I hope this is okay. Liam is the cliff hanger again. 15 votes 10 comments for a new chapter.