Why Did He Leave?

Chapter 1

I lit a cigarette and let it rest at the tip of my mouth. I walked down the road with my shades on. I looked around and saw a car on the curb, I slowly opened the car door of the car and hot wired it.. It roared to life. I called Lou. "Hey babe, I'm over there right now." I said. Lou was a petite, musician. She was in a band called Someone's Little Sister.

I let her do her music shit and I was in my own business, she made sure she didn't interfere. I'm 18 and although shit didn't go my way, I made sure it always did. I turned the curb and a gunshot flew through the window, I immediately grabbed a gun that was under the seat, I took my shades off looked at the rear view mirror.

I saw the car behind me and my eyes squinted as I swerved the curb to a stop and I got out. I approached it, "GET OUT, YOU DUMB FUCK!" I screamed. The black cars door flung open, he stepped out and I kept my gun up. "You can't take me out! How many times have we gone over this?" I asked, laughing.

"You think you're better than anyone else but we all know what I can do with her.... And it won't be a little picnic with roses under the moonlight." I shot the gun and he fell in agonizing pain. "ARGGGGHHHHHH!!!" He screamed, I approached him. I slammed him down with the back of the gun, his face bled. "You stay away, am I understood? If you hurt her, if you even lay a hand on her, I will make sure you die, Liam." I rasped, menacingly.

I got in back in the car and turned it on, leaving Liam beaten on the concrete, I called her. "Hello?" She answered. "Lock the door. I'll knock when I'm there." I whispered. I hung up and pressed my foot on the gas.

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I knocked on the door and she smiled when she smiled, she kissed me deeply, pulling me inside, taking off my jacket and making me fall on the couch, she sat on me and I unbuttoned her jacket, letting it land on the arm rest of the couch as my fingers toyed with her hair and kissed her lips, sex with Lou wasn't anything special. It was meaningless. I cared about her, she was a great girl but the relationship was meaningless.

It was nothing.

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I put my shirt back on and in these situations, I didn't look at her after.. I just got dressed and left.

I got in the car I stole. "So I'll see you later?" I kissed her lips and turned the car on, "Yeah, babe." I left her place and exhaled deeply. I got a call and turned the radio down, "Hello?" I answered. "Meet us at the bar, B." Mat said. "I'll be there.." I said, lighting up a cigarette and pressing my foot on the gas.

The bar.

A full lit smoke place, a pool table in the middle and then I saw Mat with the rest of the guys. I sat down with them and I ordered some vodka. "So... Tell me what's up." I smirked.

Callie's POV

Moms were out of town for the night so Me and Mariana decided to go out. We made sure Jesus took care of Jude and didn't snitch.

"So you think it'll work?" Mariana asked, as I pulled up to the dark, smelly, poor bar parking lot. "Don't worry... Nothing's gonna go wrong, Mariana." We got out and she pulled out her fake ID. She was only 16 and I was 17. "I'm nervous, Callie--"

"Shhh! Just stay calm, sis." I shushed. I opened the double doors and we both walked in. I wore a Nirvana shirt with some leggings and cute sandals I got on sale. Mariana wore a flowery short dress, with cute sandals and a ton of lipgloss on.

We both sat down at the booth and the man asked is for our IDs. We took out the fake ones and he checked them thoroughly. He handed them back and he asked me what I wanted. "Uhm-- Can I just get a soft Vodka; not too strong. No appetizer." He nodded. Mariana looked at me impressed. "What?" I smiled.

"How--?" I laughed. "This isn't my first time at a bar, little sister." She high fived me. "What would you like, ma'am." The bartender asked. "Uhm--"

"Get her the same.." I interfered so she wouldn't fuck up. I looked behind me and saw a tall boy, with a cigarette in his mouth looking at me. He winked and bit his lip, he looked about 18 or 19 although the legal age to drink in the United States was 21.

I blushed at him and Mariana looked back, "Oooo.. He's cute." She commented, the bartender came back with our drinks and triangular looking glasses. I took a sip, "I hope you're satisfied, ma'am." He said. I nodded. "Yes, of course." Mariana drunk hers and smiled widely. "Like it?"

She nodded happily and I looked back again at the boy. He was still staring at me, his friends must of noticed that he was looking at me and then they started looking at me too. I saw them getting up, I grabbed Mariana.

"We should go..." I warned. "But we just got here, Callie." I got up and so did she. "Where are you going, sweetheart?" The boy trapped me against the bar table and his guys surrounded me and Mariana. "Look, don't hurt my sister." I pleaded. His hot breathe hit my face as he laughed.

"Oh no no no, baby. I would never purposely hurt a lady so quite fine like yourself or your beautiful sister." He whispered. "Then let us go..." Him and his buddies made a path for us both, "Go ahead, my dear lovely lady." He kissed the back of my hand. I grabbed Mariana's hand and we walked toward the door. A man walked in.

I stood, shocked and scared. Mariana looked at with a complex face and uncertain look. "Callie? Are you okay?" My mouth hung open and my breathing sped up. I backed away as my butt hit the side of the pool table. "Callie?" Mariana shook me. The boy knocked me out of my trance by wrapping his arm around both, me and Mariana and making our way past the man.

"You want me to drive, Cal?" Mariana had her permit. I was still shaken up. "N--No... I'm okay." I assured her. "Are you sure?" She asked, I nodded. The boy opened the car door for me and I sat, Mariana sat in the passenger seat. "You know that guy?" The boy asked me. I nodded as I shook. "I do too..." He said to me. I looked at him sympathetically.

My breathing shook and I looked at Mariana. I turned the car on. "Hey.. Hey... Look, can I see you again?" He asked. I thought about it. Did I wanna see him again? How did I know he wasn't dangerous, or that he was gonna murder me and chop off my head? But I didn't know that... I didn't even know his name and I really liked that he was so mysterious.. He was unknown.

"What's your name?" I asked him, I found my voice at the deep depth of my throat as I continued to shake in fear. "Brandon," he whispered. "I'm Callie." I shook his hand, it was big and soft and warm. "How do you know him?" I asked him. "Long story.." Brandon rubbed the back of his neck. "I would approvingly have this conversation with you during dinner; tomorrow?" I smiled faintly.

"I--I would like that." I showed my teeth as I smiled. He closed the door for me and I drove back home.

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"Where have you two been?! Moms called, I told them you were sleeping." Jesus complained. We both chuckled. "I have to talk to Moms anyway, when they get home tomorrow but thanks." We high fived him. Me and Mariana climbed the stairs and sat on our beds. "So... Why'd you freak out? Who was that guy, Callie?" She asked intrigued.

I shrugged it off. "It was nothing, Mariana. Forget it, okay?"

"You seemed pretty freaked out, Cal." She said. "Leave it alone, okay?!" I spat angrily, pulling the covers over me and falling asleep.

The next morning.

Jude and Mariana both rushed downstairs happily and hugged Moms. I hugged them. I whispered to Lena that I had to talk to them about something important, but before.. Mariana just had to ask, "So... How was your trip?" We all laughed. "It was really nice, it was beautiful. Very relaxing." They laughed. Moms told Jude and the twins to go upstairs for a moment to speak with me.

They both sat on the couch and I sat across from them, I wasn't going to lie.. "So uhm... I went out to the park for a while, by myself while Mariana and Jesus and Jude were here and--and--" I started shaking again. Maybe I lied a little. "Callie?" Stef put her hand on mine in comfort. "--I saw Liam.." That wasn't a lie.

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