Close Your Eyes | Brallie

Chapter 1

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"...can't help but feel like this is all my fault..." I heard a familiar, beautiful voice but everything was black.

"Brandon," I felt someone grab my hand but I couldn't move; almost like I was paralyzed. "I know you can't hear me but.. at the dance, all those things you said.. I hope you don't believe them because none of them are true. I'm in love with you, Brandon, and I don't think those feelings will ever go away. I-I just.. I hate the fact that we can't be together. But who knows.. if we feel the same way in a couple of years.." I tried my hardest to hold the hand that was holding mine.

I heard a gasp and I opened my eyes as much as I could and I saw the beautiful girl who has been haunting my dreams the past couple months, Callie Jacob. She didn't noticed my eyes opening; she was too focused on our hands, "Brandon, I wish I had the guts to say this to you when you could actually hear me."

I tried to speak but before I could, she crashed her lips into mine. I wanted to kiss her back, to feel my hands roam her back and waist, but I couldn't move. Her lips left mine.

I couldn't open my eyes again, but I knew she was crying. I just wanted to hold her and tell her everything was gonna be alright and kiss her. Man, did I want to kiss her, again. I love her more than life itself.

"He's gonna be just fine, sweetie." My mom, Stef's, voice got closer to me. I'm happy she's comforting Callie instead of worrying about me.

"It's all my fault."

"No-"

"It's because of me he moved in with his dad and that he got involved with Vico. It's all my fault." On one hand, I was glad I couldn't see Callie right now because I know I wouldn't be able to handle seeing her upset. And on the other hand, I wanted to hold her so bad, it hurt.

"Callie, this is not your fault." I heard my other mom, Lena's, voice, "This is nobody's fault but that horrible Vico kid." She was probably rubbing Callie's back, "I think it's time we get you home; you've got to be tired."

"Yeah," Callie sniffed, "I guess I should get home. Jude's probably worried something happened to me." She let out a small laugh. She hugged me and whispered in my ear so moms couldn't hear, "I love you so much, Brandon."

She continued crying as she pulled away. Callie's sobs rang in my ears and I couldn't just sit there anymore. I opened my eyes and tried to speak, "C-Callie, please d-don't cry." I said, weakly.

"You're awake!" Stef kissed my head, "How are you feeling?"

"My hand hurts.. W-Where's Callie?"

"She just left with Lena. I'm sorry, B."

I tried my hardest to yell after her, "Callie! Callie!"

"I'll go see if they're still here." Stef left the room, but it was no use because I was already slipping out of consciousness. I barely saw Callie run to the place beside my bed before I was out again.