So everyone, i'm back with a new story. Another dark-ish one. I don't know why I love dark stories, I honestly don't. All I know is that I love writing them more than romantic ones for some wierd reason.

Now this is kind of an A/U. Callie was in the foster system, but was adopted by the Fosters when she was 8 so Brandon is her brother, not a love interest. I'm sorry :/ and she took their last name. And with Liam, i'm going to make him have more of a... tragic past, but don't worry, you'll hate him. And in this story... He NEVER was Callie's foster brother. And I don't know if i'll add Jude, even though I love him, I don't see how I could fit him in with this story.

WARNING: This story will eventually contain descriptions of domestic abuse (verbal, emotional, and physical) so if you don't like reading that stuff, then that is perfect okay with me. I promise i'll create a romantic one-shot soon.

But I decided to make this because Domestic Violence is such an issue in today's society. Did you know that 1 in 4 teenagers will be in an abusive relationship? It's scary and i'm a big supporter against domestic violence. Even though i've never been in an abusive realtionship, I know someone who was (but she got out of it). It can be a scary thing, and in the later chapters I hope I do my best to show the confusion and war that Callie is going through.

If you or anyone you know is in an abusive relationship, or you suspect something, please don't be afraid to call this hotline: 1-800.799.7233 or visit this website for more information. www. thehotiline. org (get rid of the spaces).


Chapter 1:

Callie stood at the punch bar, in a teal-blue, knee-length dress that faded into a light blue on the bottom. She looked around and was bored. Her brother made her come, even though she didn't want to. She hated getting dressed up and no one ever talked to her.

She saw her brother dancing with his girlfriend, Talya, and having an amazing time. She didn't know what to do and was about to tell Brandon that she was leaving when a guy tapped her on the shoulder.

She turned around and saw a guy looking handsome in his crisp, black suit and light blue tie.

"Hi. I'm Liam and you are?" A guy said to her. He was buff with light-red colored hair with an army haircut that highlighted his blue eyes. He was beautiful.

Callie couldn't talk, all she could do was stare at her in shock that this gorgeous guy was talking to her, like actually talking to her. No one ever did that, ever. She had to say something so she stuttered, "C-Callie. Callie Foster." She smiled and shook his hand.

He happily accepted it, blinding her with his mega white smile. "I like that name, Callie. Do you know it means beautiful. Looks like your parents named you correctly." He flirted with her, pushing a stray hair out of her face.

Callie blushed, not use to getting compliments from anyone, especially a good-looking dude. "Yeah, well, what does Liam mean?" She tried to flirt back with him, hoping she was doing a good job.

He laughs, "It means protector or warrior. I know horrible." He joked and Callie laughed with him. She was beginning to like this random guy that she meant at her school's homecoming.

Callie looked him up and down, "I think your parents named you right." He gave a huge laugh and gave her a one-armed hug.

"Why thank-you, my lady." He bowed, like a warrior would do and Callie laughed again. She couldn't believe it, in her whole life, nobody made her laugh like this except Brandon, her older brother.

She took his hand and bowed down, also, "You're welcome, my warrior." She then got up and he handed her some fruit punch, "So do you go here?" She asks.

He shook his head, "Nope, sadly. I go to an East High school." He said, sadly and Callie wanted to make this guy happy, no matter what it took.

Callie nodded, "Ah. So you're my rival, huh?" He laughed and then she wondered about his home life since he had a small scar right beneath his chin. So she asked, "How did you get that scar?" But she could see in his eyes that he got mad, and she immediately said, "Only if you want to tell me- I'm not forcing you." She stuttered again, something about this guy made her nervous, but she ignored it.

He sighed but swirled his straw in his fruit punch, "My dad abused me and my mom when we were younger. My mom finally left him when I was about 10 and we lived here ever since."

Callie grabbed his free hand, so sad that this nice guy had to go through the hell in her life; yeah she was a foster child, but never once in her life has she been abused, at all. She couldn't imagine what it would do to someone –especially a little child- if they experienced that. She felt this need to fix him, no matter what. "I'm so, so sorry." She said sincerely and he kissed the top of her hand.

He gave a small smile, "It's alright. But now I have a great step-dad and a little sister, my life is pretty good." He said happily and Callie nodded, glad that he had a dad who appreciated him.

"That's nice. So… do you have a phone number?" She asked him, taking out her iPhone and typing his number in.

"Yeah. It's 345-879-9008." She punched it in and then sent a text message to him saying, hey… its Callie ;) He smiled and she assumed that he was entering her number into his phone.

She turned around to someone calling her name and saw that it was her brother, Brandon. He gave her a side hug and extended his hand to the guy Callie was talking to. He eyed him up and down, making sure that this guy deserved talking to his little sister. "Who is this, Cals?" He asked him, and saw Callie blush.

"This is, Liam. I met him." She stated simply because that's what he was, a guy she met nothing else.

Brandon nodded hesitantly and released his hand, "Callie, the moms want us home." He then turned towards Liam and said, "It was very nice to meet you."

He smiled, "You too." And then Callie gave Liam a hug and they left.

Brandon wrapped one arm around her little sister and held Talya's hand with his free one. "Now, I have my two favorite girls." He chuckled and they both laughed also.

Talya turned towards Callie, "So, Callie. I saw you hanging out with a guy, what's his name?" She asked, obviously thinking that they would make a cute couple.

Callie blushed, "His name is Liam. And he is the cutest guy ever." Callie blurted out and she saw Brandon give a small glance at her.

Talya smiled, "Brandon, don't give Callie that look. She's meeting someone new; isn't that what you wanted?" She looked up at him, glaring at him to say 'yes'.

Brandon shrugged, "Yes. A new person that is a girl. My sister is too young to date." He stated obviously, ruffling his sister's hair.

Callie glared at him, "First off, I'm a year younger than you. You're 17 and I'm 16. Secondly, he's not my boyfriend, just a friend. And third, if I want to date him you can't tell me 'no'." She said, stubbornly, stopping and looking at him, "Got that?"

She could see Talya laughing at her antics and see Brandon nod his head, nervously. Obviously scared of his sister.

They got in the car and made their way home. Callie's phone lit up, signaling she got a text message, she looked at it and saw it was from Liam.

Hope you're enjoying being at your without me ;) He texted her.

She texted back, don't worry. I'll live. So what are you doing? She saw Talya smile at her from the front seat, but she didn't say anything.

Not much. Just bored here now that I don't have anyone to talk to.

She gave a small laugh, well you could always go home, you know? But anyways, you could get any girl you wanted. Go ask them.

He instantly messaged back, yeah, but most of them are taken and no girl can compare to you (:

Callie squealed, but ignored her brother's comments, whatever they said. And she had a huge blush on her cheeks; so much she looked like a strawberry.

Eventually they got home, after dropping Talya off and Callie was still texting Liam. Brandon opened the door for her and they were instantly greeted by their moms.

They kissed them both, "How was your dance? Callie, did you have a good time?" Lena asked her, she was of Hispanic and black culture but her hair was pitch black and in waves, and you instantly trusted her.

She nodded, sitting on the couch as she got another text message. "Brandon, how did it go?" Lena asked her eldest son and then said again, "Who has gotten Callie to smile and text so much?" She wondered, looking at Brandon.

Brandon sighed, "Some guy named Liam she met at the school dance. They've chatted for like a couple of minutes and have been texting each other since then." Lena smiled, happy that her daughter has found someone who made her happy, and maybe she would hang out with someone instead of just Brandon and Talya. Callie wasn't that social of a person, and Lena didn't know why.

"Where's mom?" Brandon asked, looking around to see his other mom wasn't there.

Lena cleaned the dishes, "Still at work. She got another call. She should be home soon." And Brandon nodded, going up in his bedroom to fall asleep.

Callie followed him and laid on her bedroom, still texting throughout the night.


When Liam watched Callie walk away, he was kind of sad. He wanted to get to know her better, but her brother forced her to leave. He didn't like that brother, he was too clingy and he knew that Callie knew that.

When he looked into her brown eyes, he could see just how nervous and vulnerable Callie was. He liked that in a girl; he loved a girl that was kind of shy so he could show them to be a little more assertive and actually do more stuff.

Once he saw them walk off, he immediately texted her, wanting to know more about her. They texted throughout the whole night and he wondered what she was doing right now. When he saw in her eyes how vulnerable she was, he wanted to protect her. That's what his name means, right? He kept texting her and suddenly Callie texted him.

So… are you like a single guy? Or do you have a girlfriend? Just curious. He smiled at that text message, he knew that it took a lot of strength for her to send it. Yeah, he had a girlfriend, but she got a restraining order against him and he never spoke to her again, but she was going to be different.

He replied back, Nope. No girlfriend. Why are you asking? ;)

Even though he was far from her house, he could practically see the blush that Callie would have on her cheeks right now, and he loved that about her. That he could cause her to blush.

Just curious. You know. Wouldn't want your GF getting mad at me. He smiled at the text.

Don't worry. No girlfriend. The only girl I have in my life is my little sister, Mattielynn.

How old is she?

He texted back, 7. But is soo annoying… but I love her. That wasn't a lie, he did love her with all his heart and he would never do anything to hurt her. Even though he had anger issues and would want to get mad at her; he couldn't. He couldn't be the monster that his dad was.

She sounds adorable. Anyways, my moms are making me get off my phone. Night. Text ya later? ;)

He got mad! He wanted to keep talking to Callie, so he replied How about you be a rule-breaker and text throughout the night, huh? He hoped Callie would say yes.

And to his relief: she did.

He was going to have some fun with her once they started dating.

He was looking forward to that.


Did you like it? Should I continue it? Did I not represent the characters or their emotions right... please let me know! I love knowing how I can make my writing better.

Anyways, I hope I did a good job and kept the characters in character.

Until next time,

Lauren.