Some How... Brandons P.O.V

Chapter five: The Garden.

I have been staring at my feet for about half an hour now. Silence creeps along the walls of Jude's hospital room. Everything is silent. Callie's been silent seen Jude left for surgery. I want to talk to her. But she needs to think."Maybe we should go outside. And get some air." I said glancing up at her.

She said nothing, she didn't even make a sound. Callie held her hand out when she got closer to my chair. She let out a loud sigh. Silence followed us out to the garden. I need her to speak. To say something or make a noise anything. "Hey. I know your sick of hearing this, but don't let it stress you out. Jude he's fine. Okay. I hate seeing you like this." I small smile appeared on her face. "See that's progress. Say something please." I begged her just hoping for her to say just anything.

"I can't promise you that its not gonna stress me out. But I will promise you that I'll try." It had once again turned silent. The only thing able to be heard was small drifts of wind coming from here and there.

Ideally had nothing else I could do. It's not magic. I can't jut magically make a wide smile appear on her face as if she wasn't thinking of him. With out thinking I gently rubbed Callie's knee. It took me back from when we were in the music room at lunch as she told me that her mother had died.

She had finally looked up at me. Or at least tried to when a beam of sunlight flashed in her eyes. It was the most beautiful sight to see, her eyes reflecting the sunlight showing that smooth plush face that she has. There was never a girl like her. Never a girl that I saw before that had that beautiful of a face.

Her head leaned to my direction as it crashed on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her. Coming from Callie I could her a heavy breathing sound. I felt her eyes squint against my skin. She was forcing it. She was forcing herself to cry."Don't force it Callie. It's only going to stress you out more. You can't force yourself to cry like that. Doing that can mess your mind up to only think about the worst. Everything's going to be fine." I tried to spill the words out as sympathetic as I could.

I squeezed her closer to me allowing her head to fall on my lap. With in a few seconds Callie picked up her head."Every time someone says that it's going to be fine, something bad happens. And it messes everything up." I rubbed her arm. "I just want something to go right for once. I mean, ever since my mom died nothing's been right. Everything bad has happened. And usually, nothing can fix it. The only good thing that's happened in my life is Lena bringing me into the house. Into your family. If it has not been for her, god knows where I would be, Jude could still be in the house, I wouldn't be with you guys, and I wouldn't be with you."
Her statement was true. She wouldn't with me if it wasn't for Lena. Jude would still be abused in that house.

When she looked back up at me all I could see was those eyes. Those big dark brown that sparkled perfectly in the sunlight."Why don't we go back inside? Jude might just be coming out of surgery." I suggested as I stood up to drag her to the door.

We saw a male nurse pushing Jude into his hospital room. We both looked at each other then disconnected our hands. A young maybe in her late 20s came out of the room and turned to us. "Jude came out of surgery in perfect condition. The tumor is fully removed. He's still sleeping due to the anesthesia not wearing off for another hour or two." Her statement allowed Callie to sigh in relief. "Thank you" she breathed out and turning her head to crack a smile.

The nurse walked out giving me a look that almost looked as if she was flirting with me. My mind was focused on the level awkwardness in the room. "What was that about?" I tried to act like I didn't know was going on. In sake of Callie.

"I don't know. Maybe she likes you." She looked really jealous.

"Well I hope she'll understand that I'm not interested. I don't need a nurse to love me." I smirked at her but she didn't smirk back.

"Shut up. What if Jude heard that?" She hit my arm hard enough to know how worried she was. "We should probably text moms telling them that Jude is out of surgery."

About an hour after Callie texted moms, Stef rushed into the room at a bad time. Callie was holding my hand tight as she was smiling at me. But when Stef walked in unexpectedly, she flew up and my hand off of hers. Jude had finally woken up when Callie had just started to explain about when the anesthesia should be waring off.

That blonde nurse that tried flirting with me came back in."Okay so he can go home today. Let me just give you these prescriptions. I want him to take vikoden [vike-a-den] twice a day. Morning and night. The pill is kind of big so if you want you may cut it in half. And eat it after a meal you really shouldn't take it with an empty stomach. You can take him out now and sign him out at the front desk. And if you don't mind we would like to see him in two weeks. Okay Jude. I hope your feeling better." Once again she cracked a smirk at me. She couldn't see that me and Callie were a thing. She couldn't see that? When she shook my hand she left behind a piece of paper that showed her phone number. Before looking up at Callie, I threw the paper in the hall way. I was filled with embarrassment. I showed Callie a shy smile.

We looked back over to my mom who was lifting Jude up to get ready to go home. "Callie or Brandon can you please help Jude I'm going to the from desk to sign him out. Meet me there please?" She said already handing him over to us.

In the hallway, it was unbelievable on how much he couldn't hold his own wait. I mean the left side I would understand, but both side I never understood. But I guess the pain can spread through the rest if his upper body. I was holding Callie's arm in an awkward fashion due to coincidence that we had to help Jude. I felt Callie's eyes try to explore my face when I finally looked up at her. I never knew helping Jude walk to the front desk would improve my relationship with Callie. Her eyes once again reflected the light. They sparkled and glowed. When we reached closer to the from desk, we disconnected our glances towards each other and set Jude down on a chair. Stef had just been done writing out his sign out form and we all were finally going home.

Authors note:

Hey guys. Thanks for reading. I hope it didn't bore you. I'm really really really truly sorry that this took so long. I have been juggling a lot these last few weeks. I had my last NJ ASK testing like two weeks back which was right after spring break. I've been trying to get back in my normal schedule and the work my teachers are giving me are stupendous. It's absolutely ridiculous. So through my schedule I will try to do this as much as possible. Please please please request ideas I give creds. Umm I'm sorry this tool so long. I'll try to post up to until the last episode of the fosters before or by June 16 therefore I can pick up where they left off. Ok now I'm just pulling a lecture. OKAY LOVE Y'ALL.
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