IMPORTANT: I have changed Hanna's name to Sophia, that way it's the same as on the show. Thanks!! :)
Callie's POV
The next morning, I wake up almost groggy. I hardly slept at all, my nervous heart and mind running all of yesterday's events through my head.
I almost went to Brandon. Almost. I knew he would make me feel better and calm my nerves, but I didn't want to risk more conflict coming from the moms. Well, mainly Stef. So I stayed put.
I quietly leave my room and make my way downstairs. I don't expect anyone else to be up yet, it only being 7:30 on a Sunday morning, but as I walk into the kitchen, I see Stef pouring herself a cup of coffee, her back to me.
I stop. She hasn't noticed me yet and I debate whether or not I should hurry back upstairs before she does. But I decide instead to stay. I got to face her eventually, right? So why not now?
I clear my throat. "Stef?" I say tentatively.
She flips around and looks at me. She says nothing.
"Good morning," I say, walking further into the kitchen. She grabs her cup and starts to walk past me. "Stef-" I reach out to her.
"I can't do this right now, Callie," she snaps at me and I flinch, recoiling. She stares at me hard for a few seconds before walking out of the kitchen.
When she's gone, I collapse on a stool, folding my arms on the table and laying my head on them. I don't know what to do. She won't talk to me. How am I supposed to fix this if she won't talk to me?
"Callie?" Someone says and I sit up, startled. I look and see that it's Jesus. "Are you okay?"
I shrug, not wanting to lie but also not wanting him to feel bad for me either.
"Hey, look," he says, stepping closer to me. "Mariana talked to me-"
"Wait, when?" I interrupted him, unsure of how she has talked to him already.
"Last night," he answers. I think back to last night. She did leave after our conversation last night, but I thought she had just gone to get a drink of water or go to the bathroom. I guess she just wanted to hurry and talk to him before he said something to me that he would regret.
"Anyway," Jesus continues. "She told me to try and not to be so mad at you and Brandon, which is kinda hard because, ya know, I was excited for you to be my sister. But she also told me that she can tell that it was really hard for you and Brandon to break it to us and that you didn't mean for any of this to happen. And I can tell, too." He smiles at me. "So, I just want to let you know you have me on your side, too."
I give him a grateful smile and stand off the stool to give him a hug. "Thank you," I say. I pull away.
"You're welcome," he replies. He gives me one last smile before walking over to the fridge.
"What's got you up so early?" I ask him.
He opens the fridge, pulling out some orange juice, then pouring it into a cup. "I'm meeting Emma on the beach to go for a run," he explains. He glances down at his watch. "And I better get going." He chugs down his orange juice. "I will see you later, Callie!"
"See you later," I reply. I watch him hurry to the door, then turn back to look at me.
"And I will talk to Jude when I get back," he tells me.
"Thank you so much." I give him a smile, then watch him disappear outside.
I start making some toast. Though I am not that hungry, I decide I need to eat anyway.
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