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

⭐This means War⭐

☀Callie's POV☀

You're driving me crazy!. What could Brandon mean by that? How am I even driving him crazy? Maybe its my presence here in his parents house that is driving him crazy. God I hope that he meant it in the worst possible way. I'm not a fan of Brandon and he isn't a fan of mine either so I won't ever try to please him I should applaud myself for driving him crazy, I hope that my presence will drive him insane to the max.

"Callie dinner's ready!" I had just taken a shower so I was in the bathroom when I heard stef calling for me, I had my yellow towel wrapped around my naked body along with another white towel which I was using to dry my wet hair.

"I'm coming!" I opened the bathroom door and replied to stef with a shout. There is only one shower in the house so I had to walk back to my bedroom. I was walking while drying the water from my wet hair, I wasn't looking where I was going, a trend I've picked up since lately it seemed.

"Can't you look where you're going!" I had bumped into Brandon and my instinct was automatically telling me to say sorry but I stopped myself because of his harsh tone of voice.

" and can't you be a little less brat like?" His hatred for me was resurfacing again, I know he's offended when I call him a brat but he is a brat and I won't sugarcoat the fact , I will rub it into his face every day because I want Brandon to be just as hurt as I was when he called me a  charity case.

" stay as far away from me Callie Jacob or I won't be responsible for whatever happens to you while you're in my company" is Brandon threatening me? He'll see what takes place. He can't tell me what to do and I'll just go ahead and do it like I'm scared of him.

"Oh I'm so scared of you Brandon I'm shivering in my draws, oh wait.. I have on none!" I sarcastically mocked him which I know will just get him pissed off , I was getting tired of seeing him so I decided on ending our conversation. "Move!" I shove Brandon out of my way, in an unmannerly  way and tone of voice and I cared zero about his feelings, why should I when he didn't give a horse shit about my feelings?

I entered my bedroom and closed the door behind me, I had laid out what I would wear which is a grey t-shirt with blue jeans pant. I looked at my black bra and blue underwear and took up my underwear to put on first. I opened the towel which was neatly wrap around my upper body and allowed it to fall to the floor. The sudden opening of my door resulted in me turning around quickly to face whoever it is who just caught me in the process of getting dressed. I'm such an idiot I forgot to lock the door by turning that metal thing which would show that the door was securely closed. I was greeted by a iPhone s4  which was held up towards me ,taking my picture, naked!.

Being caught off guard I couldn't move to even grab my towel from the floor. How dare him! It was Brandon of course, who else could do something like this! He has no respect for me!.

" get out!" I started to vent my anger but not loud enough for stef and mike to hear. It would be too humiliating for me if they knew what their brat of a son had done to me just now.

I used my hands to cover my nakedness. My right hand went across my chest to cover my breast and my left hand went to cover my lower region

"Its useless covering now its already on camera" he was doing something on his cellphone before turning it towards me for me to see. "And you don't have to cover from me sis. You have nothing that I haven't already seen" I'm so humiliated ! words can't even explain, the word privacy doesn't mean anything to this bastard, he barged into my room and took pictures of my naked body, the worst part is that the picture exposed my entire physique, I can't even deny it if anyone should see it because my face is clearly seen. Shit !.

Why does he even want my picture? Not only is Brandon the worst foster brother ever, but he's a sex creep foster brother. "What do you want with my picture? Are you that desperate to see a female naked?" I was praying that this is some sort of prank or dare game of his, that would be much less horrific than what I am actually thinking

"You see sis the thing is that I can easily press this icon here" he turned the phone to me once more so that I could take a look at what he is talking about. Holy frackmato he's threatening to upload my photos to his Facebook page, I will be forever disgraced if this gets out in the public, I'm new at anchor beach high and if anyone should see these pictures of me they'll think I'm some pornstar and they'll shun me like the plague not to mention tarnish my reputation forever. I hate Brandon for doing this, I hate him so much! "So if I should press this icon you know what will happen and sad to say when things like these gets out its really hard to take back because it will leave a permanent scar on the minds of those who will see it" I tried to grab the phone from out of his palm but his reflex action was quick, he placed the cellphone behind him where I couldn't reach it while laughing lightly at me "I see you're heating up now but even if you should get rid of these ones on my phone, I have backup copies" I wanted to rip off his head for doing this to me, he is blackmailing me and for what? What does he hope to get out of this?

"You're blackmailing me,why? Why are you doing this to me huh? What have I ever done to you?" I'm hurt , I really am hurt. Brandon continues to hurt my feelings every minute of the day. The worst of all being this entire scheme of his.

"Isn't it quite obvious? I hate you Callie Jacob and you have two choices here. Either you Leave or these pictures , your naked pictures will be all over social media" how could he! How can someone dislike another person so much when I hadn't even done anything to him?

Brandon was still in my bedroom looking at me intently and I , even though I'm still naked, I went over to him and started to beat his chest "you evil asshole, jerk hole fool, how could you do this to me!" I wanted to cry because of how hurt I am but I wouldn't make Brandon feel superior, he wants me to cowar at him but I decided not to. "Get out!" I started to push and shove him out of my room but he is stronger than i am so I could hardly move him.

"You have one hour to give me an answer" he whispered against my ear, slapped me on my naked ass and walked out of my room.

I stared outside the room, I don't know what I was looking at, but I was looking and asking myself so many questions at once,but mostly I was in denial. What just happened? I tried to replay in my mind what had just taken place, what really is going on? I asked myself again.

I took up my underwear and started to put it on once again but this time with deep thoughts running through my mind

This means war Brandon foster!.