Brandon and Callie; The Fosters.

It's over, we're done.

Callie's POV:

Hurt, betrayal, anger, that's all I could feel. My breath hitched in my throat, he was kissing her, my boyfriend, Brandon Foster, was kissing her, he was kissing Talya.

"It's ten." I said in monotone. They immediately jumped apart.

"Cal-" Brandon started.

"Don't." I took a deep breath. "It's over, we're done." It was like I was a robot, my voice held no emotion, I couldn't feel anything but hatred towards the one I love.

"It's not what it looks like, listen she kissed me, I didn't kiss her back, you have to-" I interrupted him. I glanced at Talya, which of course, she was smirking. Knowing she got what she wanted.

"BULLSHIT!" I yelled. "Such, fucking bullshit, you didn't kiss her back? I stood here for atleast five seconds, that's five seconds you could've told her to back off, that's five seconds you could've said no, five seconds you could've pushed her off." I yelled all in one breath. "I'm done. I'm so fucking done. We're over." And with that I walked away. I heard him yelling my name, I heard him screaming, and I just kept walking because I knew that's what I had to do. I wiped my eyes, held my head high, and walked right back into the gym like nothing had ever happened. About five minutes of looking like a loner, found Marianna. Me and Mari have grown really close and she pretty much knows everything about me, except the part where I'm in love with her brother. I think I'll always be in love with Brandon, even though my heart is hurting so fucking bad right now, I would STILL jump infront of a bus for that cheating bastard. & I hate myself because I'll never, ever be able to just forget. Unless I make myself. I can't wake up every morning and know that he did what he did. I can't do it. I just can't and I won't. I'll leave tonight.

"Hey, I'm going to head home, can you let moms know?" I asked Marianna.

"Yeah, sure," she turned her head back to me in just enough time to answer my question, then she was knee deep boy crazy once again. Once I stepped out of the school I just sat there and cried and cried until my taxi got there, because my heart is hurting so bad. I love him, and it hurts so bad to know that he did what he did.

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After the taxi came to pick me up, I made it to The Foster's home in about 20 minutes. I knew I should write the letters before everyone got back, so I did.

Dear Jude,

You're my little brother and I love you with everything single thing in me. I know you're probably heartbroken by now, because I left. I'm sorry I'm doing this to you again Jude, I just can't stay there. I can't. I love you so much little bro. Stay strong. You're better of without me.

Dear Moms,

I love you both. Thank you for everything you've done for me. Thank you for helping me emotional and physically. You guys are the most kind hearted people I know, and I will never forget you.

Dear Jesus,

You're my brother, and always will be. I love and will miss you. Keep care, and help with Jude, he's gonna need you.

Dear Brandon,

I love you.

After I was done with all the notes I was bawling with tears, I hurriedly packed my bag and just before I was about to start placing the letters in everyone's rooms. The door opened. I mentally hit myself. I quickly shoved the bag under my bag and laid on my bed.

"CALLIE!" I heard Stef yell. Wait-Stef?

"CALLIE!!" She yelled again.

"IM COMING!" I yelled back. I hurried down the stairs and met a crying Stef.

"Stef? What's wrong?" I said getting worried.

"It's Jude." I felt my heart drop and I couldn't breathe, except the two words I was about to say.

"What happened?" I tried to sound okay, but my words came out ragid.

"He-He was in an accident." Stef said through tears.

Author's Note:

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