The New Fosters: A Brallie Story

Chapter 33

Ty's POV:

As I drive home from school I can't help but wonder why Callie didn't go too. I also wonder why I've never seen her if she's always went to Anchor Beach. I wonder how many foster homes she's been in and if she's ever been hurt in them. I don't know why but I feel very protective over her. Like if anyone tries to hurt her they're going to be dead, but it's just got to be that she's my new foster sister and soon to be adopted sister... right? It can't be anything more than that and I don't want it to. At least I don't think I want it to. Even if I did feel something more for her than "brotherly love", she doesn't and wouldn't feel the same way.

I'm going to pull into the garage, but there's a car I don't recognize in the driveway blocking my path. I park on the street and grab my backpack from the passengers seat. I walk into the house and stomp up the stairs still deep in my thoughts. I go to my room and slam the door behind me. I throw my pack pack on the floor and plop down on my bed when I hear voices coming from Callie's room, a guys voice.

Before I can put my headphones on to try to drown my thoughts out of my head, there is a knock on my bathroom door. I sigh and get up knowing it has to be Callie. I open the and, just like I thought, it's Callie and she has a concerned look on her face.

"Hey Cal," I say hesitantly.

"Hey. Are you okay? I heard you slam your door. Did something happen?" She asks.

Is it sick that I like the fact that she's concerned for me? Yes Ty. Yes it is. Snap out of it! "Uh... Yeah. I, um, just had a bad day at school." I tell her, but it sounds unconvincing even to me. She furrows her eyebrows and looks at me as if she's trying to solve an impossible math problem.

"Callie! Callie!" A young boy's voice calls as he opens her bathroom door and peers in. He looks about 11 or 12 years old. He's got dark brown hair and brown eyes that match Callie's. His voice was defiantly higher pitched than the one I heard earlier. "Oh... Um..." He stutters.

"Oh! Ty this is my little brother Jude. Jude this is Ty." She introduces us.

"Hey Jude," I say, "nice to meet you."

He looks at Callie as if to ask permission to say hi back to me. I don't understand what's going on right now at all and I personally think its getting really weird and awkward.

Callie nods her head and smiles at the boy. "Hi. Nice to meet you too," he say before hiding behind his sister. Do I scare him? I really didn't mean to. Oh God now Callie's going to hate me because I terrify her little brother.

"Why don't you go hang out with Brandon while I finish talking to Ty," she whispers to Jude. He smiles at her and runs back into her room. Who the hell is Brandon?!?! "Are you sure that you're okay?" She asks me, snapping me out of my homicidal thoughts to kill whoever this Brandon guy is if he hurts Callie.

"Uh, yeah I'm totally fine. Don't worry about it. So... who's Brandon? You know, if you don't mind me asking," I ask her hoping he was another brother of hers.

"Come here and I will introduce you two," she tells me. She's trying to act like everything's okay, but I saw her tense while she said it. Is she afraid of something? Is she afraid of him? No she can't be afraid of him because then she wouldn't have sent Jude with him. Is she afraid of me then? I don't even know what I would do if that were true.

I follow her into her room and see a guy my age with brown hair and blue eyes. He's tall, but not as tall as me. Just seeing him makes my stomach turn. Thoughts swarm through my head. Is he another brother? Can't be, they look nothing alike. Is he an old foster brother? Is he her boyfriend? If he is and he hurts her I will kill him. Again with the homicidal thoughts. What is wrong with me? Am I jealous? No I can't be. She is my soon to be adopted sister. It's just brotherly instinct kicking in, right? Yeah that has to be it.

Brandon, as I assume, steps forward while extending his hand. He smiles, but I can see that he likes this no less than I do because of his stiff tense stance and clenched teeth. "Hey, I'm Brandon" he says.

"Ty," I say shaking his hand. You can feel the tension in the air like it's a brick wall.

"why don't we all go watch a movie?" Callie asks obviously trying to break the now awkward silence that has broken out. We all nod our heads and follow Callie downstairs to the den.

Halfway through the movie, Jude is asleep with his head on Callie's lap and his legs on mine, I'm almost sleep as far away from Brandon as I can get, and Callie has her head on Brandon's shoulder. I notice that she keeps glancing at me to see if I'm awake and can see them. The minute my eyes closed she laid her head on his shoulder.

My mom comes into the room with a big smile. Callie shoots away from Brandon, making me smile, but not enough to wake Jude.

"Would you like to stay for dinner? We're having shrimp scampi and coconut cream pie for dessert." My mom asked hopefully. Please don't say yes. Please don't say yes. Please don't say yes!

"Um yes that sounds great. Thank you," Brandon says. Oh God! Why? Great, now one of my favorite dinners is going to be ruined by this guy!
_______________
Author's Note:
How did you like Ty's POV? Hint Hint: There might be some fireworks between Brandon and Ty in the next chapter! I know it's been a couple of weeks since I updated, so I tried to make this longer for you. Thank you for being patient and sticking with me, I love all of you for it. Okay keep COMMENTING and VOTING!