I know it's short. Sorry about that. . Anyways..

I don't own The Fosters or any of their characters.. blah de blah you all know the drill.

Callie's POV

'I don't know what to do' I think to myself. Everyone is so happy. Everyone except him. I could see it as soon as the judge said 'You are now an Adams-foster' His eyes sank. They were all cheering, Lena and Stef were so happy, but Brandon. He was devastated. Not only because we couldn't be together, but because I lied. I lied to the judge, to everyone in that court room, I still love him.

My train of thought is interrupted.

"Callie" Jude says.

"Sorry I was just thinking." I mumble "What's up?"

"Moms wanted to know if you knew where Brandon was" He looks at me, trying to read my emotion.

I know exactly where he is. He's in his room thinking. He has been ever since we got home. "I think he went out to get something" I lie.

"Okay I'll go tell Stef" He smiles slightly and walks back out.

I sink into the couch when everyone starts to go home. The moms walk up to me.

Lena rubs my shoulder. "We're heading off to bed. Is there anything you need?"

I fake smile. 'You could un-adopt me' I think to myself.

"No I'm good" I answer and with that they both walk off and I hear their door click shut.

My mind races between different thoughts. I'm at a war with myself. One side wants to walk up to Brandon's room and just hold him in my embrace until everything disappears… but I know that can't happen. The other side wants to just leave everything as it is. I have a family, I have everything my old self would of wanted, but what was the cost, loosing the man that I love in the process.

I look at the time on my phone. 11.30. 'It's now or never' I mutter. And with that I walk to Brandon's room. I know he's awake, I can see the light from his lamp shining through the crack at the bottom of the door.

I open the door just slightly. He's lying there looking up at the ceiling.

"Brandon" I whisper.

He flinches and glances over at me for a second. His eyes are tired and sad, he just rolls over facing away from me. I see what this is doing to him. He's hurting, he loves me and it's like now I've gone and slammed the door in his face again.

My eyes begin to water and before I know it, tears are streaming down my face. The thought of me hurting him crushes me, I suddenly want to curl up into a ball and not move for the rest of my life.

I'm about to close the door when I unintentionally let out a sob. Brandon turns to look at me and before I can leave he's staring at my tear streaked face. I quickly shut the door and walk to my room before I do anything stupid.

I can't sleep that night. Seeing him like that broke me. It shattered my heart into a million different pieces. I have to do something, I won't let him or myself live like this anymore.

I stay up all night figuring out what to do. It's 6am when I decide that I need to get out. I'm never going to figure out what to do here, especially with Mariana's snoring.

I write a quick note. It reads; I needed to get out. I'm sorry if I do anything stupid. – Callie.

I stick it on the kitchen counter and walk to the front door. I open it, silently sliding through the door. I try to close it quietly but it shudders and makes a considerably loud bang noise. I pray that no-one heard and woke up.

When I reach the end of the driveway I breathe in heavily. I wait for a second contemplating where should go. The beach. It's the only place I can think that will help me think clearly.

I see his curtains twitch. He saw me leave the house. 'Oh well' I think. He's not talking to me, it's not like he'd tell the moms that I left. They'll see my note anyways.

I begin to walk down the path towards the main road. My head begins to ache from everything. My lack of sleep, stress but I suspect that the main reason that my head is hurting is because I can't seem to get my head around what's happened in the past 48 hours. Brandon and I made love. I thought that they would deny my adoption. I lied to the judge when I said that there was nothing going on between me and Brandon. Truth is I love him more than I ever have, I can't deny that. But then it hits me like a tonne of bricks.

Despite our love for each other, we can't be together. Not anymore. What we shared in the cabin, that can never happen again.

That's when I make my decision. I have to tell the truth, I can't loose Brandon again. The fact that this is causing him grief drains me, and right now I don't care about what anyone else thinks. This is what needs to happen.

Idk why I chose to write this I was just bored so idk. Anyways I feel like no one has written anything about what happened after the last episode so ... Here I go!

Hope you enjoy it and all that other stuff anyways bye for now.

PS. Ill update every couple days.