Jesus' POV:
Brandon was right. I love Callie just not in that way. We have nothing. I never looked at her the way they did. I love Lexi. She is the one that I was meant to be with. I texted her to come to the hospital and as I turned my head, there she was. She was the one that I have been waiting for. She was right in front of me. I grabbed her, spun her around, and gave her the most passionate kiss I could. Mariana just stared at us with some evil look. She told us that it was fine if we went out as long as they could still be friends. Lexi and I are always together so they never have time.
"What was that for?" Lexi said confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Our kisses never mean that much to you. It's always just making out to make out. This time something felt right. It was perfect."
"Wait so usually our kisses mean nothing to you? You don't feel anything? It was never just making out to make out. That is how I share my feelings with you because I love you.
"Jesus that's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean? You don't love me. I get it. You've said enough. Don't bother ever talking to me again."
How could she say that to me? This kiss was because I needed the person who I actually cared about, but this didn't mean that my other kisses weren't meant something. I thought that she was the one. I thought that since she came back from Honduras it was meant to be, but she only did that to make out with me or have sex or something. That's not the girl I wanted to be with. I am 17 now and I need somebody who can return the feelings we share. My ex girlfriend Emma and I are best friends. We talk all the time and I have always had a thing for her. Maybe she is the one.
Callie's POV:
I went back to the hospital to talk to Brandon when the nurse told me Jude needed me. I felt like talking to Jude would help me. I have gotten a pep talk from everybody but Jesus and Stef. I needed to hear from Jude one last time before we go through with this. I love him, but I can't keep hurting myself.
"Hey bud."
"Hey Callie."
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"Ya. I am kind of scared."
"About what?"
"Stef is so worried about how she is messing everything up and so is Brandon. I feel like this is all my fault. You were so protective of me that everyone else had to suffer."
"That's not true at all. I always try to protect you but I was only scared of getting hurt. I always put myself out there and my heart gets shattered. If I am alone one more time, I can't deal with it. I was the one pushing for me and Brandon, but now that I know what he feels I am more scared then ever."
"How can you ever be alone? You have a whole family who loves you more then anybody in the world. They are all here for you. They love you and no matter what happens with Brandon he is still there for you too. You know as well as I do that we finally found a home. After so many years of wandering around to find somebody to love us, we have it. We were adopted and brought into the best family possible. We aren't alone."
"You always know what to say. Thanks Jude. You will never know how much I love you and appreciate everything you do for me."
I ran to talk to Brandon to clear everything up. I grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. No matter how much he resisted, I needed to fight. I remembered Jude's, Lena's, and Mariana's talks. I could not back out of this game.
YOU ARE READING
What Choice Do I Have?-A Fosters Fanfic
Teen FictionAs Callie is 18 and Brandon is 19, they have to go through somewhat of a rough patch to find their way back to each other. Can they figure out a way to be together? Or do they get separated through the process? Read to find out!