The Bad and the Unsure Of. (A Fosters / brallie Fanfiction)

Coming Clean/ The Small Things

Callie's p.o.v.

I wake up to the sun shining through my bedroom. I wake up confused, until I remebered the events that happened in the last 24 hours....the fight, packing my things, coming home, my mom and I's conversation. I smiled at the thought of being home, but that soon is washed away, by the way of guilt and sadness.

I start to remember the last words I said to him. How the moments we shared were fake, and how I made a mistake runnning away. Anger started to come in my mind thinking of the image I will never be able to relieve from my mind. I feel a tear run down my cheek.... I quickly wipe it off and look at the clock on the nightstand. Its 9 AM, so moms will be up. It's satyrday, so I quietly open my bedroom door, not to wake anyone sleeping.

I tip toe down the stairs and turn into the kitchen where my moms are talking and going on with their buissness. I show myself, my moms simply turn and smile at me. Stef, pats the stool next to her, gesturing for me to sit down. I smile slightly and sit down next to my mom. She looks down at her coffee cup, finally the one to break the silence.

"Love, are you hungry, we can make you something if you would like..." She says starting to stand up. I pull her back down in for a hug and she soon hugs me back.

"No, I just want everything to go back to normal." I say pulling away. I walk to the fridge and get out the orange juice. Once I sit back down, I hear the question I was dreading to answer, "What happened, Love? Why did you come back home?"

I look down at my cup trying to keep the tears from forming in my eyes, I finally get the courage to speak.

"Um..... we went to New York a couple days after the motel incident.... we got jobs...I was a waitress at the local  diner, and he got a job giving piano lessons at the music store. We were doing really well, I thought it would never end." Then I feel tears start to fall down my cheeks. I look down at the cup of oj, yet again,  its too hard to look them in the eyes, because I can hardly believe it myself.

"But lately, he had been taking extra shifts for more money. So some nights I would just sit alone in the apartment, and do random things...... He suddenly seemed so distant, and tired, but I just thought that it was about work.....Um, one night.....I was on our laptop that we shared, and David, a good friend of his messaged him.... saying stuff like, "go check out this girl instagram like now", and "your secret could get out".... he kept sending these messages, so I just decided to see for myself..." I let out a huge sob. 

"I saw this girl's profile,  she worked with him at the music store. I saw a video with them on the cover, so I... I clicked on it.... Um.... It was both of them, flirting and being all couply with eachother, by the store..... and he was smiling at her like he used to smile at me before things got wierd..... and ..... an-... and then she pulled him into a kiss, and the- then immediately kissed her back..." I am full on tears now.

"I'm sorry, um.. ex- excuse me for just a moment." I say running out the back door towards the back yard. I sit on the bench in the farthest point of the yard, where no one can really see.. I don't want to see or talk to anyone right now. I just need to be alone.

Stef's p.o.v.

I am shocked to see how heartbroken she was about this boy. I mean she wasn't even half as sad as this when she was with Wyatt. I look up at Lena and she has the same exact expression. I clear my throat, and stand up from my chair.

"I think that if she talks it out, she will be better off, so I am going to go talk to her" I kiss Lena sofly before setting my cup in the sink and heading after Callie's tracks. I quietly look around the back yard, and think  about where she would have gone. Then it hits me. I go to the garden door and slowly open it. And there she is,.... sitting on the bench with her knees against her chest, and staring off into space. I walk over to the bench and sit next to her. She ramains still. I finally broke the silence in the softest voice possible.

'So... he was a piano geek huh? Was he good." She puts her legs down and looks at the ground. She scoffs slighly at my comment.

'Yeah, uh, he was. He was really good too. When he was younger, he got into this really good music school accually." She smiles a little bit thinking about him. But then it slowly fades away.

"Why didn't he go? Too lame?" I ask.

"No, he um... a couple days before he was to start, his dad.... the one that taught him everything he knows... dropped him off at the police station.... and never came back..." looks down again and her voice starts to crack. I put my hand on her shoulder and rub it gently. 

"Oh.......so his dad, just left him there?" I ask.

"Yeah, he has been moving foster home to foster home... so he never really caught up with the music. Um, I found out his first day of school, he hid in the music room, after, he... he um portected me from Wyatt. He was drunk, I could smell the alcohol come out of Wyatts breath. He was so angry, when I was in danger. I felt safe with him, mom. And I have not felt that way in a long time for some resason." She now has tears in his eyes.

"Honey, I have only one question to ask you. Its the only way I can help you." She then looks up at me with tears streaming down her face. "What?"

"When you were with him those six months, what did you feel? Like what did he do to make you feel special, or safe?" I ask hesitantly..

"Um, when he was with me, I felt like I could be myself, and mean true self. I didn't have to worry about looks when around him, he made me feel like I was the only on he thought about.... He would say I was beutiful, even when I felt like the ugliest. When I would wake up some nights missing home, he would play me this song, that meant... no matter where you are family will always be there. He sang it even thought he doesn't believe it. He would always have a smile on his face when we would wake up next to me every morning. He just made me feel like I was the luckiest girl in the world mom..... that isn't even half of it. But when I saw that... I just, felt so dirty and stupid. I just had to leave." She fell into my arms and cried. I could feel her shaking. God she really did love him...

"Honey, I believe that you really do care about this boy... but I think its best if you both have space from eachother for awhile... yes? I only want whats best for you...." She pulls away and nods.

"Um, maybe after awhile, you will not have to go through this pain anymore, thats all I want... Is there anything I can do for you right now?" I ask probably knowing the answer.

"Could I just have some privacy, and... space for a little while, and tell everyone I love them...okay? Please?" She asks, almost pleading,

"Yeah sure, love, anything you need." I give he a sad smile, and she gets up and heads inside, once inside, I see her head towards the stairs. I go to Lena , and she gives me a sad smile.

'Did she talk? How is she?" Lena asks, showing the caring parent she is.

"Yeah , she did. More than I thought, accually.... she is okay, she just needs some time to herself, to think things, over. She is just trying to cope, and move on..... thats all she wants," I say, trying not to have loud noises spread accross the house. You can hear anything throughout this house.

"I just wish... there was something I could do, you know to take the pain away." Lena said looking down at her hands. I walk over and gove her a kiss on the top of her head, and wisper in her ear.

"I know, love, I know, she just needs some time, by herself, thats what you can do..... only for now."

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