Can't Keep My Hands From Out Of Your Pants {BRALLIE}

⭐New Sister⭐

÷÷Brandon's POV÷÷

I was lying on my bed with my earplugs in my ears listening to my favorite genre of music which is none other than hip hop. Wiz khalifa is my artist,he sings some really dope songs.

I always listened to music when I wanted to meditate and that was what I was doing just now, I had my eyes closed while moving my head to the beat of the song promises that wiz khalifa sings.

'..Amma have ma way, with your body....' I sang those few lines from the song as I opened my closed eyelids to see my dad standing over me,staring down at me

" what the hell dad? Why didn't you knock?" I shot up from lying down on my bed and sat upright while removing the earplugs from my ears

" I did knocked but obviously you hadn't heard so I let myself in" my dad, Mike was my confidant .Unlike other guys who might be afraid of talking to their father about their personal life, I shared personal stuffs with my dad and vice versa. He was like my best friend but what he did just now by appearing in my room unnoticed almost gave me a heart attack, I wasn't expecting to open my eyes to find my dad staring at me , that is creepy.

" so what up? Why you here?" I spoke to my dad like how I would speak with my friends

" your mom wants you downstairs in the kitchen" he explained while shoving his hands down into his front pockets.

" why?" I scrunched my brows little, feeling a bit lost. My mom never wants me any where near the kitchen especially when she is cooking since she didn't wanted me to start a fire which could burn down the house, she said I can't be trusted with anything name cooking. I can't even boil water. Thank God for mothers.

"We both want to discuss something very important with you" the look on my dad face tells me it was something good. Usually when they wanted to discuss something with me it had to do with something bad or its one of their parental lectures about my sexual life.

" oh-Kay then" I decided to not make a big deal out of it, instead I complied "just give me a sec and I'll be down" my dad shook his head and went downstairs

As I stood up and took up my cell phone from the mini desk I had in the corner of my room which my desktop computer sat on, I saw that I had received a text message from my girl friend, Talia. It has been a year and soon to be three months since we've been together. Talia got along with everyone and I guess that is one of the reasons why I feel in love with her.

'Come over to my place tonight?' I read Talia's text , then I remembered that my parents had something important to discuss with me. Chances are it will take all of the remains of the evening before they both were finished with me

'Reigncheck babe? Got to discuss some important family stuff with my folks' as soon as I forwarded that message to Talia I placed my cell on charge while I hurried down the stairs before my parents started to shout for me to come down

" Mom what is-" I began to speak before actually reaching inside of the kitchen, when I reached there however I wasn't expecting to see anyone except my mom and dad but someone else presence greeted me. "- going on?" I finished my sentence while staring blankly at the stranger who was sitting on a stool in the middle of the kitchen.

My mom went and stood at the stranger's side, she got up from her seated position on the stool and my mom held her by the shoulder with my dad standing on the opposite side. She had shoulder length black hair which seem naturally straight, she was wearing a black leather jacket with a gray blouse and black jeans pants with a pair of black boot, her brown eyes stared at me as she stood in the middle with one of her hands in the pocket of her jacket, my parents stood on opposite sides of her. I felt as if they were ganging against me. Three against one, but what really was going on here? Who was this stranger?

My mom cleared her throat before she spoke. "Brandon meet Callie. Your new sister" my who? What the hell is going on here? From where do I have a sister that I never had a clue existed before? I wanted to shout those questions at my parents but I knew I couldn't return to my past habit, it wouldn't solve anything

" can someone please explain to me what's going on here?" I asked instead trying to push my angry thoughts away

" Callie is going to be your foster sister Brandon and we will appreciate it very much if you treat her like she's apart of this family" my mother had a way of doing things first then later explaining to me what she had done, I don't expect her to come to me before making every decision but at least decisions that involved me I had a right to know of before its actually done.

" And when did anybody asked me if I wanted any sister? She is not my sister!" I couldn't control the boiling anger inside of me

" B you need to calm down now and try to understand" Mike, my dad began to speak for the first since this entire conversation started

" understand what dad? You and mom probably are planning on taking in another half dozen of homeless people into our home, who knows maybe soon I'll be the one who needs a foster home when you over populate our house" I was facing my dad expressing how I felt about the matter when my mom interfered

" enough!. Enough B" she shouted her commands at me while pointing her finger at me "if you say another word right now I swear to you that you will regret it" I didn't spoke , not out of fear of my mother but out of shock that she had just chose her side, clearly she wasn't on my side.

" its either her or me. You have to chose right now" I finally told them boldly, not caring that their new daughter was there in the midst listening to everything.

" we're not choosing anyone because you are not going anywhere young man and neither is Callie. You are still a child and until you turn 18 you better get use to living here with Callie because she isn't going anywhere and that's final" I had never heard my mom sounding so serious, at least not with me. Her job as an officer involves her being strict but when it came on to me she was never like that, not until this, when this foster girl turned up in our lives

I didn't like this girl and I sure as hell will never accept her as my sister.I turned around to leave the kitchen, In anger I kicked a chair that was standing in my way sending it to the ground shattered as I stormed out of the room cursing to myself .

I decided that since my parents weren't going to send her away. I'll make sure that my new sister(note the sarcasm), left from out of this house all on her own.