Searching For Something More (Brallie FanFic)

Brandon's POV

Brandon:

"Brandon" She choked out. Her voice made part of my heart break.

"It's okay, I'm right here" My mom taps my arm signaling to the table. I nod "Callie, are you hungry?". I tried pulling her chin up to see her eyes but she flinched away and pulled back the smallest bit at the moment of my arm. Callie simply nodded and took an open seat next to me.

Most of dinner was us sharing old stories with Callie, I look up to give her a smile when I see a scab on her lip and small bruises on her arms. I knew I couldn't ask out loud at the dinner table so I plan some alone time to ask.

After dinner, I notice Callie walking towards the living room but I quickly pull her upstairs and into my room.

"Who the hell did this to you?" I said a little to loud. Callie had taken some steps away from me and I quickly backed up myself. I knew heat I had done. "I'm.. I, I didn't mean to Callie".

I sit on my bed, throwing my head into my hands. I hear Callie's feet shuffling across the floor and I figure she was going to the guest room she was staying in. I feel her warm hands wrap around my wrist, they tug my hands away from my eyes.

"Brandon.. " She starts, the fear in her voice making my heart break. She is out of jail. She is safe. She shouldn't be scared. "Please don't yell at me".

"I.. I didn't.." She stopped me.

"I know, just listen" I nod looking into her eyes. "The girl in juvenile detention beat me up because they were jealous". I knew Callie would never call it anything else because she was scared of what Jude might think. "Where is Jude? Is he okay?" She asked looking around my room.

"Yeah, I've been doing everything I can. Just like you asked". Callie wrapped her arms around me, making me realize how much I missed hanging out with her and liked having her around. She was one of the only people I trusted. I can't standing seeing Callie hurt so I decided to ask her. "Callie?" She takes a step out of my arms and looks to me.

"What is it?" I was scared to ask but knew I had to. Not trying would be worst.

"Why are you still so scared?" She stopped everything and stared my in the eyes as if she were looking for something. Her eyes with tears as she noticed that I knew. She ran out of my room and I continue staring to the spot in which she was just standing. I fall back onto my bed, laying on my back.

"How could you be so stupid?" I ask myself out loud.

"Fair question". I jump realizing I wasn't alone, I sat up to find the man, or well Jesus. Really.

"Like you can talk," I say laying back down.

"I guess". Jesus sits on my bed. "I'm glad Callie is back". With that I sit back up facing Jesus.

"Me too,"

"What do you think happened to her? You'd think she'd be happy that she is out of that hell hole". I stare into Jesus eyes, seeing he cared about her just as much as I did.

"I think she is just scared plus Jude isn't around" He nodded. That's when I remembered something. I jumped up as fast as possible. "Jesus where'd Callie go?" I ask super impatient.

"I'm not sure" I ran out of my room and down the stairs so fast I almost fell.

"Moms! Where'd Callie go?!"

"Haven't seen her since dinner!"

I start to get worried so I yell "Callie?" No answer. "Callie!" I run outside trying again but all I get is the echo of my own voice. 

I ran to my car, jumping inside and quickly taking off to her favorite coffee shop. I look for any sign of her on the way but don't find any. When I go to the coffee shop I find it empty. I continued to check all her favorite places, the mall, the beach. I had checked everywhere and it was last. 

I pull into the garage hoping she'd be home but knowing she wasn't because someone would have called me. I was just approaching the door when I thought of something. I take off running in the only possible place left. I ran threw tons of backyards and had to jump a few fences. Thats when I saw it. The tree house. Our tree house. 

I climb up and allow myself to breath when I see Callie, curled up in the corner. I walk over to her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close to me, She looked up, shocked when she saw it was me, her puffy red eyes shinning into mine.

"How'd.. how did you..?" She tried to talking but had troubles breathing from all the crying. 

I reach my hand out slowly, making sure not to scare her and wipe the tears left on her face. "You really think I wouldn't find you. I know you better then anyone. We always hung out here, to.." 

"Get away". She smiled finishing my sentence. 

"Exactly," I smile standing up and walking around. "It doesn't look any different". I stared in awe as I turned a few times around. Callie and I hadn't been here one time since her mother had passed. 

"Brandon," I turn my attention to her and she waves me over. I sit next to her and putting my arm around her to reassure her that I was always here for her. "When I was in that Foster home, you know the one that I stopped talking to you in?" Her eyes started to water and I pulled her in closer. 

"I remember," was all I wanted to say. 

"Well they had a son, a few years older then us. We got really close and I started to like him and it seemed like he liked me back. Well whenever his parents weren't home, he would cuddle with me or play with me, tickle me and once we kissed," She stopped again and I think honestly started to get a feeling within me, one I couldn't identify. "He thought something was going on between us, so he made me stop talking to you," Her eyes found mine again and tears started to fall. I held her as close as possible as she finished. "Well one night, he.. uh came into my room and closed the door. Asking if I would go father then we had and of course I said no, but.. uh.. he.. well, he forced me to". 

I balled my fists, and untangled myself from Callie. I wanted to kill this guy. No matter what it took. 

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