Life Without Callie Jacob.

Luca....

Brandon's POV cont

I slowly start to open my eyes. where am i? i thought.  wherever it is, it is freazing cold and smells discusting.  i see stairs so i go up to see where i am, but the door is locked. I go then to look out the one small window that is here. Snow. It dosn't snow in California. I need to find out where i am and get out of here. Soon someone comes down. i turn around and see a woman standing there in a very short dress "well i see you finally woke up" she says. " um yah whatever , where the hell am i?" i say more pissed off then ever. " your in Maine"  she says smiling.  She comes over trys to flirt with me. i quickly move away from her. " who are you?" i ask forgetting i haven't  yet asked the obvious. " Im Sarah, and me and you are going  to get very close"    " i dont think so"  i say.  " oh you are still not over Callie are you?" she asks. " how do you know Callie?" i ask. " i know things, i have my sources" she says in a sneaky voice.     I am not staying here i try and run out but two guys and Sarah stop me and again i black out.

Callie's POV

it's been a day since i told Brandon we needed a break. i think i was just caught up in the moment. i want to get to Brandon and tell him i miss him and i am willing to give us another try. It was stupid anyway to say that.  Taylor and Katylin also agree.  I go over to Brandon's  house well its mine but ok  never mind. I go up and knock on the door. no reposnse. I knock again 20 more times. He isn't anwsering me. I call Mariana. " hey have you seen Brandon?"  i ask her, " no i went to try and see him yesterday and he wouldn't awser his hosue was pitch black at the time. " it still is Mariana." i say nervously. I then get a boby pin out of my bag and pick the lock. I go in and call hiim" BRANDON, BRANDON" i call no response though still. then i feel a tap on my shoulder. its Luca. " hey, Callie im sorry to tell you this but you won't be seeing Brandon for a long time. " he tells me.  I am confused." what?" is all i can say. " i was thinking maybe we could give us a try" he says, then wraping his arms around me.  i push him off. " no get off" i say.  i then push him off. " where is he" i ask "WHERE THE HELL IS HE?" i ask. he doesn't  anwser me.   i then punch him. " YOU TELL ME WHERE THE HELL HE IS OR I SWEAR " i say " He is on the other coast, in maine" he says without any pressure. " but you wont be able to  get to him in time sweetie sorry" he says and runs out.  I  get on the home computer and book a flight over there. I am going to see him again if its the last thing i do.