Chp 33
Brandon’s Pov
Three years. Three long years of college have gone by and its been three years today that I had left my moms, my siblings and Callie.
The day I left was terrible and exciting all at once and I remember every single moment.
~~~~Flashback to the day he leaves~~~~
I stood by the trunk of the car, had my bags in my hands. We were at the airport. Today was the day I was going to have to leave for Juilliard. I gave everyone a hug and they all said there goodbyes to me. As I finish saying goodbye to Jude I notice Callie is still sitting in the car.
I walk over to the other side of the car and open the door. I see her quickly wipe away her tears but they just keep coming. She then finally looks up at me and gives me a weak smile.
“Oh Cals” I say and wrap my arms around her. “I love you so so much” I whisper into her ear. “I love you too” she says between her sobs. I then pull away and bring my hand to her chin to make her look back up at me.
“Callie, I want you to remember that Im just a phone call away, We will email and face time and I will send you pictures of the city, and you can send me pictures from your beautiful campus in San Francisco.”
She smiles.
I promise you I will be back, okay?
She just nods her head and gives me a long lingering kiss.
I pull away when I hear mom (Stef) clear her throat. “All right B time for you to go.” she says and I see another tear escape from Callie’s eye.
I start to leave when I feel a tap on my shoulder, its Callie again. “Forever?” she questions then sticks out her pinky finger. I nod my head and hook my pinky onto hers “Forever.” I answer then kiss her cheek and head off for my new journey in college.
~~~~Present day~~~~~
That day I left felt like forever ago, and it really was. I had gone home every once in a while to visit the family but every single time I came to visit weather it be christmas or thanksgiving Callie would never be there. Moms said it was because she had been busy with her studies and apparently she is doing very well at the universities photography courses.
When I first moved out here we texted all the time, and we would send each other pictures of our campus and all the friends we had made. But as the months passed, and the years passed it got hard to stay connected. We were both busy and with the time difference it was even harder.
My thoughts were interrupted when I hear my room mate Max come in the room holding my ringing phone.
“Your phone has been ringing constantly and Im trying to sleep, so just answer your damn phone.” he says “sorry I was kinda zoned out I didn’t hear it” I say
Max just sighs then throws the phone to me, I catch it then he walks back into our room.
I look at the caller ID and see that its my mom (Stef) that called, six missed calls, and when I was about to call her back my phone starts ringing again. I answer immediately.
“Hello?” “Brandon! Why haven’t you been answering your phone!” she yells “Sorry I-“ she cuts me off before I can finish and continues, “B never mind that you need to get home right now okay? Callie she well, she uh, god how do I say this, One of her roommates had walked in on her the other night, and Brandon she tried to kill herself."
I couldn’t move. I froze and as I tried to say something but the words just wouldn’t come out.
“Her roommate said she had been having panic attacks lately and lots of nightmares, apparently some of the girls at the school had been cruel to her and she had just gotten so stressed out- I don't really know whats been going on B but she needs you here.” my mom (Stef) says in one big breath.
