Callie POV:

Three days without Brandon was pure hell. Wyatt dropped me off at some shaggy motel in the middle of Indianapolis. I needed to get my life together. I knew I would get into lots of trouble as soon as I sat in the car, but I didn't care. Jude was right, I was a selfish girl who didn't care about other people, so I just needed to leave and stop hurting everyone I loved. I realized that when I ran away Brandon would be crushed, but it needed to be done. They would get over me, I was just some foster girl that they had known for 4 months. It's not like I was there real daughter. I bet they didn't even know my favorite color or food or even my dead mother's name.

Brandon POV:

The whole family was gathered around our dining room table, trying to figure out where Callie could've run off to. When Jude came down the stairs that morning and told us Callie had left, my heart had torn into a million pieces. I think Jude had blamed himself for her departure, but in truth the person to blame was me. If I hadn't kept on pressuring her to kiss me then she would still be here sitting for family dinner. I blocked out my families voices and continued to worry about Callie. Was she in trouble? Maybe Liam had found her and kidnaped her. It seemed pretty logical in my confused head.

"Brandon?" Stef nudged me.

"Huh?" I shook my head coming out of my worries.

"Do you know Wyatt's number? Maybe he knows something about where Callie is." My mom asked. They were all staring at me incase I had the missing piece to their puzzle.

"Uh, yea.. I think I do!" I took out my phone and fumbled with the missed calls remembering that Callie once called me on Wyatt's phone. I found the number and handed over the phone to my mom. She clicked the call button and all the siblings faces was eager to hear if Wyatt knew anything. I stared down at my hands focusing on the dial tone. My head shot up when I heard a voice.

"Hello?" Wyatt asked.

"Wyatt? This is Lena."

"Uh, Lena. Hi?" Wyatt sounded nervous. Of course Callie was with him. Who else did she have?

"We need you to tell us where Callie is. We know she is with you and you are our last hope." Lena demanded.

"Look. I can't tell you where she is."

"Why can't you? Are you guys doing something you aren't supposed to be?" I asked the phone, hoping he could hear me.

"No, she needs time from you guys. Time to figure out her life. Look I have to go."

"Wyatt! Wyatt! Don't hang up!" I screamed into the phone but, it was too late. I slammed my head in my hands. Lena put her hand on my arm in hope of comforting me.

"We are going to find her." Lena comforted.

"Wait!" My mom said, "We can track down where Wyatt is from where he called from." Mom said. At the moment I was really grateful that my mom was a cop. She took my phone and started pressing buttons on it until an alert popped up.

"Indiana?" She whispered to herself. "She's in Indiana." Stef announced. Why would Callie be in Indiana? Maybe, San Francisco or something but not on the other side of the country. I needed to find her and bring her home. I didn't care if it took three days to get there I was going to find her.

"Look, I will go see if I can find her in a couple of days. I just need to get some things ready. You guys will stay with Lena while I go find Callie." My mom told us. A couple of days? I couldn't wait a couple of days. I decided I would go find her tonight. I needed to know if she was ok, if Wyatt hurt her I would strangle him. I would never let something like the Liam incident happen to Callie again. It hurt to even think of her, her eyes when she needed to find Jude, her lips on mine, I couldn't let her disappear forever.

Callie POV:

It was twelve in the morning and I was still wide awake, my mind ran amuck with thougts. I snuggled into a red shirt I stole from his dresser. Tears were streaming down my face as I remembered his kiss. I have never fallen so hard for a guy before. I feel so vulnerable and hurt and I really miss him but I don't know if he misses me. My thoughts were interrupted with a knock. Who would come to my door in the middle of the night.

I open the door to a sleepy Wyatt, "Hey," Wyatt says.

"Uh Hello?" I ask confusedly.

"Your foster family called me." My eyes lit up.

"Yea, what did they say?" I ask.

"Well Lena started asking me questions and before I could respond Brandon stole the phone and started screaming at me to tell them where you were." Wyatt says. It warms my heart that Brandon screamed for me.

"Did you tell them I was here?"

"No, I said you were with me though." Wyatt replies. "Ok." I reply. He nods his head and exits the room. I couldn't let them find me. I would ruin their whole family. Knowing Stef, she probably tracked down Wyatt's phone and was on her way right now. I probably had maybe five days to get packed up and find a way to another place.

BRANDON POV:

I slowly placed things in a suitcase. I went to go reach for my red flannel shirt and it was gone. That was the shirt I first met Callie in, it was my good luck charm. The only thing that could come to mind is that she would take it. I shook my head and threw everything in a bag. It was around eleven P.M so everyone should be asleep. I took out a piece of paper and started writing a note.

Dear Family,

I know you're wondering where I am, and I'm off to find Callie. We can't wait another day. Knowing her she probably booked a bus ticket to another place already. I'm still hoping I'll find her and bring her back. I promise when I return I will have her here. Call me if you need anything. I love you all.

Brandon

I lay the note on my bed, grabbed my phone and keys and headed out to my car. This was something I would've never done before but I don't care if a broke rules for her. I slowly drove off ready to find Callie. No matter what it took.

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