I paid no attention to the movie. The only thing I was focused on was that Talya- Brandon's snotty girlfriend- read my journal. She knows almost everything about me. Not only did I write about what Liam did to me, I wrote about what came after that- me and Jude being kicked out, being put in an abusive foster home, cutting, the nightmares, everything.
After the movie, Mariana went to spend the night at Lexi's house so obviously I'm alone. I reach under my bed where I keep my bag. I unzip the small side pocket where I keep my razor. Instead of cutting, I stare at it as I hug my knees close to my chest and cry hard but silently. The thing is, I don't want to hurt for a little bit anymore, I want to leave all my problems behind- forever.
I ruined Jude's life, and mine, and the worst part of that is I was being selfish when I started seeing Liam but I didn't even want Liam. Even before that night I knew Liam was a bad person. On top of all that, I didn't even save Jude from our abusive foster dad. Instead I lost my mind and took it all out on a car. Nothing helped Jude when I did that it only made things worse. I'm tired of dealing with that every day of my life and I want it to end.
As I'm trying to open a bottle of pills I also hid in my bag, the door opens and Brandon walks in. I would normally drop the bottle and cry in embarrassment but after everything that happened, I can't. Brandon runs over to me and fights the pills out of my hands. I watch as they spill out on the floor. Brandon wraps his arms around my waist and tries to calm me down. For a minute I stare at the pills scattered on the carpet, at the razor laying at the foot of my bed.
Brandon strokes my hair and I sob into his chest. He rocks me back and forth and whispers things like "It's ok", "I care", "You're ok" and "Shhhhh" in my ear. The door is closed and no one is with me except for Brandon. I don't want anyone with me except for Brandon. It doesn't matter if we're foster siblings now. I fell for him the second he said "You're beautiful." to me.
He pulls me away from him and wipes away my tears. Romantically, he pushes a piece of my hair off my face and holds my hands. "Callie, I meant it when I said you're beautiful." He gives me a quick smile and kisses my forehead. I wrap my arms around his neck and he hugs me close. One last tear falls down my face and I whisper thank you in his ear.
I would expect him to go back to his room, but instead he stays with me. Be holds me closer than ever in his arms comforting me by gently smoothing my hair and occasionally squeezing me tighter around the waist. For the first time since my mom died I feel safe. I feel loved and cared for. I know how it ended with Liam but Liam would never do this for me. Liam never showed me he loved and cared for me, he only said it. Liam was never, and will never be, anything even remotely close to the way Brandon is. After all, Brandon actually has a heart that he know how to use.
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Author's Note:Ok short chapter but honestly I love this one! I wasn't planning on updating until morning but we have another snow day tomorrow so I could stay up later to write this. I really hope you guys liked this and I would appreciate it if you comment what you think? Anyway, thanks for reading you guys!
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