The New Fosters: A Brallie Story

Chapter 40

Callie's POV:

"You are indeed pregnant." The words rang in my head. Pregnant. This had to be a joke right? Liam can't just screw up my life like this. I'm heartbroken. Am I supposed to feel at all happy? What am I going to do? I can be a mother. I can't have a baby, not at sixteen.

"Congratulations Callie. Make sure your parents schedule another appointment. See you in a couple weeks," she says and then leaves.

Everything happens in a blur and I'm really not sure what is going on around me. Brandon picks me up from the chair and puts his arm around my waist to support me because he knows that I'm in shock and can barely move. He walks out the door basically carrying me down the hallway. Everything around me seems to be going in slow motion like in a movie.

We get out the door and into the waiting room. I vaguely see moms. They stand up and bombard me with questions. Brandon answers the obvious one and tells them to wait until we get into the car for the rest of them. All I know is that I need to lie down.

When we get outside Brandon picks me up bridal style and carries me the rest of the way to the car. Once in the car the questions start, but I can't even hear them. I want to lie down. I want to curl up in my bed, throw the blanket over my head and sleep. I want to sleep and not wake up until this is all over. This has to be a dream right?

"C- can you drop me off at home? I, um, need to lie down. I'm really tired." It is the first thing I've said since the doctor told me and maybe the last for a while. It was hard to get out, but I don't want to go back to their house and have to face Jude and the twins.

"Oh. Yes, of course." They try to get me to answer more questions, but I've checked back out. Brandon tells them the address and when we pull up he gets out of the car and opens my door for me.

"I'll call you when I'm on my way home. I want to make sure she's okay first," he whispers to moms. I try to get out of the car, but my body isn't working. I can't move. Brandon picks me up bridal style again and brings me to the door. It's open and he carries me to my bedroom, carefully lying me down on the bed. "Callie. Baby will you please say something to me? Anything?" I don't answer. I can't answer. After five hours of me not speaking or even looking at Brandon, he leaves promising to come by tomorrow.

*3 weeks later*

I only leave my bed to take a shower once a week or throw up. Just doing that takes every once of my energy. I sleep a lot and Brandon and Ty make sure I drink a bottle of water a day, but they still haven't gotten me to eat much of anything. I'm not quite sure what Brandon and has told Ty or Helen, but I think it may have involved a death. He would be right if he said that, the death of my soul. My body is here, but my soul has left.

"Baby, please talk to me." Brandon pleads. He has started begging for me to acknowledge him. I have tried, but I fail eveytime. I don't even feel guilty for his pain, I don't feel anything. I haven't cried or showed any emotion at all, which is scaring everyone. Brandon gives me update on Jude and the twins and moms, but only he has come to see me. I don't remember what my own voice sounds like anymore. I haven't even whispered in all this time.

Brandon has to go home for dinner. He kisses my forehead and leaves. Then Ty comes in and tells me that his cousin is coming over, so he won't be here to keep me company until later. I barely notice when he's here anyway.

An hour later I'm in the bathroom with another round of puking when my door opens and someone comes in. I know it's either Brandon or Ty so I open my bathroom door. The sight before me was terrifying. It wasn't Ty nor Brandon. It's Liam.

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Author's Note:

Getting good! Why is Liam there? OMG! More soon. How are you liking it? Keep reading because there is still so much more to come! Don't forget to COMMENT and VOTE!