What Choice Do I Have?-A Fosters Fanfic

Chapter 1

Callie's POV

I never felt real love before but as soon as I walked into that room, I knew it was real. We met a long time ago but seeing the way we looked at each other felt right. Jude and I travel from foster home to foster home and of course when I make a stupid mistake he is dragged where ever I end up going.

*Brandon texted me*

B: hey

C: hey

B: we need to talk

C: about what

B: us

I knew this was it. My chance for us to share our feelings. After so long of not being able to be together because our moms were keeping us apart, we could finally try to be together. We moved into our new and final foster house when I was 16. There was a boy my age named Brandon. We knew we liked each other, but we also knew it couldn't happen. There were some other kids too named Jesus and Mariana and they are pretty much my best friends. I am officially 18 and Brandon is 19, so we can finally be together after all of our waiting.

C: I've waited 2 years for this conversation. I'm ready.

B: thats nice to hear. look, I love you and I'm ready to be with you, but we are still siblings and i don't think it can work. i know that what we feel happens once in a lifetime but you and jude were adopted. its just not right.

C: but we promised each other that we would be together once we were 18 and I was out of the system

B: well we are still family

C: can u just hold on a second. I need some time to myself

*End of texts*

All of this waiting and getting screamed at and being told we can't be together was supposed to end today, but now Brandon is having second thoughts. 2 days ago was my birthday and as my present, Stef and Lena bought me my own apartment and helped me move in. Brandon promised me that today would be so special and it just turned into a nightmare. Brandon had his own apartment too for about a year and we visited each other every day. We snuck out late at night and went to the movies or cute things like that where we would cuddle up really close without anybody suspecting anything. Now, I am sitting in the bathroom alone with nobody to comfort me. I sat on the ground until I heard a knock on the door. Jesus and Mariana barged in and looked around for me until Jesus got tired and sat on the couch. The bathroom door popped open and there stood Mariana.

Mariana's POV:

I was looking for Callie and I heard cries coming from the bathroom. I opened the door and on the floor was Callie.

"What's wrong? Don't you love your new apartment? I thought you couldn't wait to get away from us," I said.

I could see a smile on Callie's face, but then it turned to tears.

"Brandon" was all she let out before some more tears came down.

I knew something like this would happen. I knew she would get hurt. I warned her that it wasn't smart and she had so many other options, but to her, Brandon was her one and only love. I just kept looking at her face until I stormed out of the room and decided to call Brandon.