Forever In Love With My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 3

So I'm not completely sure, but this will probably be the only update this weekend. Sorry, but I'm crazy busy with school.

Oh, I also decided that I want to give out random dedications to my followers/readers each chapter! So you could be one! :)

Comment. Vote. It's going to be a stressful week. :/

Love, El

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~~~~ Dylan's POV ~~~~

"Callie!" Julia smiled and got up from the table. Callie let go of my hand as Julia wrapped her arms around her.

"You two are here for Christmas too?" She asked. "Hey, Keith." Callie walked over to him and gave him a hug.

"Yeah. Cals, can I ask you something?" Callie turned to Julia. I looked over to Julia, watching closely.

I had no idea what she was going to ask. It was a little nerve wracking.

"Yeah."

"Would you like to go shopping?" I looked to Callie.

"Isn't it Christmas Eve?" Julia looked to our mom.

"That's alright, honey."

"We'll be cooking most of the time." Dad smiled to Callie. She looked to me.

"I'm sure Dylan wouldn't-"

"He doesn't mind does he?" Julia asked coming to me and pinching me. I jumped slightly.

"What the hell." I said and rubbed my arm. I looked to her and she glared at me. I looked to Callie. Her brown eyes looking into mine. I honestly didn't think she wanted to go. I knew she didn't want to go. It's probably one of the last things she wanted to do.

"I'm sure Keith and Dylan wouldn't mind hanging out."

"Julia, don't push it on her." Mom warned.

"I'll go."

"Babe,"

"I'll be fine." She smiled and kissed my cheek. "I hope." She whispered walking away. She grabbed her purse and walked to the door.

I grabbed Julia's arm.

"I know you're trying to help and I love you for that. But I'm not kidding when I say this. If anything goes wrong call me. The slightest thing-"

"Dylan, she'll be fine." She took my hand off her arm and walked to Callie.

Callie gave me one last look before walking out behind Julia.

~~~ Callie's POV ~~~

We've- no Julia- has been shopping for almost three hours. I just can't think straight to shop. A million things could go wrong. Scott is the main reason. He died twice while in that coma. Thankfully they have brought him back, but it could happen again at any time.

Julia and the baby is next on the list. She hasn't been doing anything properly. She sits in the room almost all day with Scott, until mom has to drag her out so they can take a walk around the hospital. She sleeps on the horrible hospital couch that dad had gotten them to bring in the room. What she's eating isn't helping either. Vending machine food or the horrible hospital cafeteria food. Sometimes things that my brothers bring she eats, but the baby needs proper food.

I could list off so many other things. But I don't feel like it. I know Julia brought me here to try to get my mind off things.

She's a great person for trying, but this is not helping me.