Loving my step-brother: Brallie AU

Chapter 12

Callie's POV

  He's here. Oh my God it's him. The man who killed my mother, the alcoholic, and the worst "dad" ever. I'm frozen in fear. " Happy Birthday Callie." He said with a smile.
  " How did you get here." I asked, nervously. I'm terrified of this man. He's my father, I shouldn't be afraid of him, but I am.
  He started to walk into the house. I stopped him. " Aren't you going to invite me in?" He asked like he had done nothing wrong.
  " Callie, who are you talking to?" Lena asked, walking up to the door. When she saw it was him, she crossed her arms. " And who are you?"
  Before he could answer that, I spoke. " My dad, Donald."
  She looked at him. " Why are you here? You're supposed to be in jail."
  " I got out today." My dad answered.
  " Why are you here?" I finally gained enough courage to ask him.
  He gave me another smile. I hate his smiles. " I got out a month ago, so I thought I would come pay my little girl a visit on her special day."
  " Cut the Crap. Why are you really here." I snapped.
  He looked at Lena, and then back to me. " I want to speak to your guardian, alone."
  " You mean, you want to speak to my mom." That was the first time I ever called Lena my mom, but mainly I was trying to rub it in his face.
  That seemed to make him angry, but I knew he was smart enough not to show it. I smirked. " I'll be right back."
  I walked into my room. Almost instantly, I went from being confident and sassy, to scared and worried. I couldn't cry though because if I did I wouldn't be able to stop, or recover and not show weakness.

Brandon's POV

  I walked into the house, still hurt and angry with Callie. What was I expecting though? Did I expect for us to kiss, and then date, knowing how happy our moms are together. When I came into the living room, I saw Lena talking to a man. " You can't just show up and expec-"
  She stopped, noticing me. " Uh, Brandon why don't you head upstairs or something."
  I can tell she doesn't want me in here, and I think it has something to do with this guy. " Who are you?" I asked they guy.
  " I'm Callie's dad." I felt anger rise in me. I hate this guy for what he did to Callie and her poor mom.
  " What the hell are you doing here? You're the bastard who killed her mother, and was going to force her to move." He knew I was talking about Callie.
  " So she told you-"
  " Yeah, 'she told me'. You have no idea how much crap she put up in that system because of you." He seemed pleased by that, which only pissed me off more.
  " Brandon, please go upstairs." Lena pleaded. I gave him one last mean glare, and walked out.
  I walked upstairs, and the first thing I did was go to Callie. I had to make sure she's okay. I didn't bother knocking. I walked in and saw her sitting on her bed, trying not to cry. I sat next to her, pulled her in my arms, and said. " I can't imagine what you're going through, but I'm here for you."
  " I'm sorry I left you." She said, while pulling out of my arms. " I really didn't mean to hurt you, I was scared."
  The kiss was the farthest thing from my mind when I came in here, but I guess we can talk about it. " If..." I paused. "...if I really payed attention to you, Callie, I would know that you're not scared of hurting our moms. That's one reason, but not the main reason. It's you are scared to love someone, but there's nothing to be afraid of with me. I won't ever leave you, or betray you in any way."
  She nodded. " Okay, but for now, can we think about what this would do, and how it will affect other people? Not just us."
  I smiled, and gave her a reassuring nodd. Then- " Who the hell do you think you are?" I heard Callie's dad yell.
  " Oh my God." Callie said, and practically jumped up from her bed and ran downstairs. I did the same as well.
  When I got there, I saw the man gripping Lena's shirt, and yelling in her face. I ran over and pushed him away from her. " Don't you ever grab ahold of her." I yelled.
  That's when he decided to let his anger out. He punched me in the stomach. I felt the wind get knocked out of me. " Brandon! Don't touch him!" I heard Callie yell.
  I wish my mom was here, but she went to the store to get some cleaning supplies. I regained my breath and threw a punch his way. It seemed to slightly affect him, but he pushed me to the ground. I hit my head on a table and blacked out.
  " Brandon, please wake up. I can't stand you leaving me...please. I-I love you." I faintly heard Callie cry.
  I opened my eyes, to find out I'm in a hospital bed. How do we always end up in one of these damn rooms? I looked around, hearing the heart monitor's annoying sounds. " I love you too." I said, barely above a whisper.
  Her face lit up, and she pulled me up into a hug. " Ow, fuck." I said, as pain shot throughout my head.
  " Sorry." She apologized.
  " It's fine. What happened? How'd I get here? Why am I here?" I asked, interrupting each of my questions.
  Before she could answer me, my mom and Lena came in. " Oh my God, Brandon. I'm so happy you woke up. How's your head?" My mom asked.
  " Hurts like a bitch." I mumbled, earning a small chuckle from everyone in the room.
  " The doctor said you might have amnesia, do you remember last night?" Lena asked.
  " The last thing I remember was Callie's party and..." I trailed off. I kissed Callie- but what happened after that? I don't remember.
  I looked at Callie, with pleading eyes, wanting her to tell me what had happened. " My dad knocked you out." She answered. I could tell she felt guilty about it.
  " We sent his ass back to jail, if you were wondering." My mom added, proudly.
  " Can I talk to Callie, alone?" I watched them exchange glances. I waited impatiently. " Now?" I pushed.
  " Five minutes." My mom said, and both her and Lena left the room.
  I noticed Callie had her head down, but I need to know what happened. I cleared my throat. " Tell me everything, p-please."
  After hearing everything that happened, I grabbed her hand. " I think we could work though. We could tell our moms."
  " How could we do that? They would never accept us. I just- I need some fresh air." With that she stood up and left. She's always leaving me.

Callie's POV

  I called Alex. I need to talk to another guy about all of this drama.
  He picked me up and took me back to his hotel room. " How long are you going to be in California?" I asked.
  " A few more days. My mom has another one of her boyfriends over, so I don't want to be home and hear them having sex." I giggled.
  He looked at me weirdly, then joined my laughter. " So why did you want me to pick you up?"
  Here goes nothing. " I kissed Brandon- well he kissed me, then I kissed him- we kissed." I corrected myself.
  I waited for his reaction, and at first there was none, but then. " You do love him." I knew he was hurt by this.
  I really wish he didn't have feeling for me, then life would be way more easier. " Alex, I can't help but feel like you're hurt by all of this-"
  " Maybe because I am." He snapped.
  " Woah, wait, hold up. You broke up with me, not the other way around. Don't act like it's all my fault." I stated.
  He shook his head. I stood up to leave. " I won't talk about this. I thought I was comming to my friend for help, not to talk about why I don't love you in that way."
  I can't believe he has to act immature, and blame all of this on me. I heard him stand up, then I felt him spin me around and kiss me. I felt relieved to kiss someone who I wouldn't have to give two fucks about dating. I kissed back, I felt free. I felt like I was proving that I could forget about my feelings for Brandon. I still don't belive myself though.
  I took his shirt off. Wait, am I actually going to go through with this? I've only had sex once and it was with my first boyfriend who practically talked me into it. I promised myself that I wouldn't do it again until I was sure I loved the person. I love Alex, but I don't think it's a romantic love. He took the liberty of taking my shirt off next, then reconnecting our lips.
  I shouldn't give a shit. People have meaningless sex all the time. This won't be a big deal...right? I pushed him back on the bed, and he pulled me down with him. He chuckled at that action. I went for his belt, but then he stopped. He sat me up, and did the same. " I'm getting carried away. We shouldn't- this isn't- it wouldn't mean anything to you, but it would to me. I can't ask that of you. Y-you should go, Callie."
  Did he really just reject this, us? I nodded, and climbed off of his bed. Now that I think of it, Alex saved me from making the worst mistake of my life.

Aweeeeeee the feels. Lol. So yeah, I decided to change Callie's dad a tad bit. NO ONE EVER ANSWERS THIS! Do you guys like Alex? Is he a good friend or no? Do you like him and Callie together? Please let me know.
- Em💖