Brandon and Callie; The Fosters.

And You Believed Her?

Callie's Pov;

I was defiantly bawling my eyes out by now. I felt horrible, like a bad person. But mostly guilt. I ran away, and made these people, who have always been accepting, worry about me. A whole year. It seems kinda crazy to think about actually. I have still yet to be lectured though. Now, we're all sitting at the table enjoying Lena's home cooked meal, with Marianna getting yelled at for having her phone out. Jesus putting ketchup on everything. Jude smiling and laughing with Stef. Lena looking around admiring her family. Brandon, however is staring at me. It's like he can't believe I'm here.

"So Callie, where have you been?" Jesus asks.

"Just ya know. Around." I answer vaguely, not really wanting to go into detail.

I then engaged into a conversation with the whole family of my whereabouts and what've been doing. The whole table went silent when Brandon's phone rings. He looks at the caller I.D. and his face scrunches up in disgust. I giggle, I know exactly who it is, just by his face.

"Who is it, B?" Stef asks. Talya.

"Just Talya, nobody important, I'll call her later." He states.

About 2 minutes later, his ringtone rings loudly, and he groans as he looks at the caller I.D.

"She really wants to talk, I'll be right back." He says getting irritated. Stef and Lena both share nods.

I can hear shouting from the living room, I assume he knows already. Brandon isn't the type to be rude or mean, but when you make him mad, that's when you better watch out. About 15 minutes later, Brandon comes back in with a pissed off look on his face. Everyone just kinda ignores it but me, considering he's glaring at me and not talking to anyone. Once the kitchen is cleaned up, I walk up to Brandon's room and knock so I can talk to him.

"What Callie?" He asks sounding irritated. He's been getting irritated a lot lately.

"Did I miss something? Why are you mad at me?" I paused to think, why he'd be mad at me.

"Is it because I came back, look I'm so-" but before I could finish he cut me off.

"Callie. Why'd you do it?" He asked sounding hurt.

"Why'd I do what?" I am so completely lost right now.

"Why'd you use me? Why'd you kiss me if you had no feelings for me?" I suddenly felt tears prick my eyes. Not sad ones, angry ones.

"What are you talking about? Of course I love you. You have no idea how hard it is for me to tell someone I love them. Or for me to trust someone. All my life I've depended of myself. So honestly, I never thought I would fall in love with anyone. I never even believed in love before I met you. You just don't get it. If I told you I loved you, you better god damn believe." I told him, whisper-shouting. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Callie. I'm sorry. It's just Talya told me-" now it was my turn to cut him off.

"Talya told you that? Are you being serious?" I was so hurt right now, for two reasons. Brandon believed that whore, and Brandon for a second believed I didn't love him.

"You wanna know why I had to come back?" I paused taking in a sharp breathe.

"I caught Liam and your oh so, heavenly slut, you call your girlfriend, hooking up in my bed, Brandon." With that I walked away so pissed off nothing else mattered. I began running and running until I came to Brandon & I's spot. Our initials still carved into the huge rock. The rocks still have a perfect place to sit in. I heard footsteps behind me, and knew it was Brandon.

"Callie, look. I'm so sorry." I could tell he was sincere, and truly sorry.

"Ya know, I remember when we came here for the first time." I smile at him. I can't exactly stay mad at him. I need him, and I hope and pray he needs me just as much as I need him.

"Yeah, it was the first time I realized I loved you, Callie." He told me, I myself was surprised. It was only the second week we'd known each other. But honestly, I'm not sure if I loved him yet. He came beside me and sat down. I stared at him in awe. He stared contently back at me. He started leaning in and I quickly closed the gap between us. I kissed him, with all my power, although it was a soft kiss, I gave my all. Passion, desire, lust, and love was shared into this kiss. At this moment, I realized not only do I love Brandon, I'm in love with Brandon Foster.

A/N; Short chapter I know. Sorry guys! I really love getting all the reads. It keeps me writing. I love you all! Tell me what y'all like about it. DM me for any questions. Prepare for surprises in the next chapter. If anyone would want to make me a title cover, that would be great! I'll update again on Saturday, maybe sooner if you're lucky. (: