Chapter 2 (forgotten drink)
Brandon's P.O.V.
Brandon walked up the stairs to his room as quickly as he could. 'Did I really just say that to my dad?' he thought. 'What was I thinking? Idiot.' Brandon was never like this. He did the right thing, didn't lie, was kind to others, and was never selfish. Why had he said that. What had Callie told him?
"I wonder, how you even know who you are if you just do what everybody else thinks you should do."
'People really should listen to what she says, but I shouldn't have talked to my father like that. I was wrong.' Just then Stef walked in.
"B, you need to call your dad and apologize."
"I know. I'm sorry mom."
"Its alright, but I'm not the one you need to say that to." With that said, she left to tell everyone to get ready for bed. Brandon knew that she was right so he grabbed his phone and dialed the familiar number.
"Hello?"
Callie's P.O.V.
I was about to walk down stairs to get a drink when I heard someone fighting with Stef and Lena. It sounded like a man was arguing about something. Just then I heard the front door open downstairs. I heard Brandon's voice, some muffled talking, more like shouting, and next thing I knew, Brandon was heading towards the stairs. I ran for the bath room as quickly as I could and prayed that no one heard me.
I got to the door when Mariana came out and said, "Weren't you going to get a drink?"
I panicked and said something along the lines of, "not thirsty anymore," and left to help Jude with his homework
