The Silent Treatment
Authors Note: This is my first fanfic. Please tell me what you think or how I can improve or your thoughts. Hope you enjoy. This request was sent to me by mahamaria on tumblr. I also run a Callie and Brandon blog the url is calliexbrandon on tumblr.
What's wrong with Brandon today? Callie thought to herself. Brandon had only mumbled and pointed in response to her questions and didn't bother to make eye contact with her.
"Are you like not talking to me… or something?" Callie asked him. As he eat his cereal, nonchalantly.
"No, why?" he said while trying mask his true emotions.
"I don't know, 'cause you're kind of not talking to me," Callie replied. Brandon only shrugged at her and continued to eat his cereal.
Callie poured her juice in deep thought and quickly asked, "Did I do something?"
"I don't know, um you took my sister to a ragger and got her drunk," Brandon uttered bitterly. He spoke as if Callie was the one to drag Mariana to Wyatt's party. He made it seem Callie had given Mariana the alcohol; which was so untrue it was laughable.
But Callie didn't laugh, she defended herself, "First of all I didn't take Mariana anywhere she took me."
Brandon still didn't believe Callie, "She took you to Wyatt's party?" Callie wondered if this had anything to do with Mariana at all. Is Brandon mad that I went to Wyatt's party? Is he mad I told him that I couldn't be with him because I didn't want to lose the safest foster house I've ever been to? Is he just jealous?
"Yeah, she was whining about being around when Lexie and her parents came over," Callie replied honestly.
"And second… I told her not to drink and she ignored me so if you want to be pissed at someone take it up with her," Callie said before turning away from him to continue to make her breakfast. While Callie was facing away from him Brandon's face fell. Was I being to cruel to her? He thought to himself. He was letting his feelings for Callie cloud his better judgment. Mariana did pierce her nose without asking their moms; maybe Callie was telling the truth.
When Callie turned to face him again he had to tear his eyes away from her and stared into his cereal bowl.
"Oh, sorry," he said while mixing his cereal in with the milk trying to keep his focus away from Callie. Callie and her slightly disheveled morning hair and her long gray shirt. He had to make sure he didn't look into her dark perfect eyes. If he did he wouldn't be able to stay mad at her.
"It's fine, don't worry about it," Callie replied. Brandon took deep breaths and thought about how to respond. It was now Brandon's turn to defend himself.
"I just thought that maybe—," he started before being cut off.
"Yeah I know what you thought," Callie replied harshly before walking away; leaving Brandon to watch her walk away.
What have I done? Brandon wondered. I am going to make her remember that I am sweet and not some jackass that blamed her for getting his sister drunk. I am going to break down her walls even if I have to do it brick by brick. I can help her. Brandon missed her presence already. I have a feeling the first brick will be taken off today.