The next two days flew by. When he'd woken up on Sunday morning Stef and Lena were already home as were Jesus, Jude and Mariana. Callie and her two friends were out and so he spent most of Sunday with Stef, Lena and Jude.
On Monday he'd seen Callie briefly before breakfast but then didn't see her again until dinner. She'd gone out for the day with Mariana and so he spent time getting to know Jesus, they mostly played video games and talked sports. Their conversation about Basketball lead to Jesus inviting him to shoot hoops with some of his friends at a basketball court near the house tomorrow afternoon.
He approached Callie upstairs after dinner, he didn't know why but he'd missed her all day, he kinda wished he got the chance to tag along with her and Mariana. Brandon stood behind her, tapping her on the shoulder as she was sitting at her desk with headphones on, he couldn't make out what the song was though he had no doubt it'd be something great.
"Oh hey, Brandon! I didn't hear you come in. Sorry."
Brandon chuckled as he sat on the end of the bed, "Hey. It's fine. Just wanted to come say hey and stuff."
"Hey and stuff?" She questioned, raising her eyebrow as she spoke.
"Yeah." He mumbled.
"Okay then..."
"Are you erm, are you gonna be at the basketball court tomorrow afternoon?" Brandon asked.
Callie paused for a moment before opening her mouth to speak, "Maybe. Why?"
He shut his eyes for a second and quickly opened them before he looked too weird, "I erm I- Jesus invited me to some game with his friends and I said I'd go and I guess I was just wondering like if you'd be there, if you could kinda come?"
She smiled, she could tell that he was nervous, she could see it in his facial expression and hear it in the way he spoke. "Maybe I'll make an appearance then, if you're gonna be there."
"Okay." Brandon quickly said, unable to think of anything else to say in response.
"Okay?"
"Okay." He repeated, breaking into laughter as soon as the word left his mouth. Callie joined him in his laughter and he'd never heard such a beautiful sound other than her voice whenever she spoke to him.
He replayed that conversation over in his head a couple of times later that night as he laid in bed, knowing Callie was only down the hallway in her bedroom. His phone buzzed and he quickly grabbed it. 1 new text message.
B, please reply. Really need to talk to u. I miss u. - M x
Brandon sighed, he missed her in his own way. He missed the friendship they had before they started dating, he missed the relationship they had before she fucked it up and he loves her, he does. He just doesn't know if he's still in love with her but he owes her. Without her, he would have gone off the rails a long time ago and in a way he wants to make up with her, to forgive her, to have her in his life but now he doesn't think he wants her as a girlfriend but he sure as hell misses his best friend.
'Rissa, I miss u too. If u still wanna meet me, then fine. Where in Cali r u? I'm in San Diego with foster fam, will check with them if it's ok to have u come round soon or for me to come to u? - B
Brandon waited anxiously for her reply, he didn't have to wait long. Within three minutes she had replied.
I have a family friend in SD, in LA with mom and dad atm but heading to SD next week. Let me know when u r free x
He quickly typed a reply, it would be his last text to her tonight. Okay. Night, Marissa :)
When Brandon had accepted the invitation he hadn't any idea how many people were actually going to this so called friendly game but any doubts he had about actually going were squashed when he heard that Callie was going to come along. So, that's why he's standing in some basketball court right now surrounded by enough people to create at least two basketball teams, not including those actually playing.
"It'll be fine, dude." Jesus assured him.
Brandon just nodded, "Sure. I know. We'll kick ass."
As he stood on the court he glanced over at Callie who was standing with Alison whom he'd met a few days ago.
"Good luck!" Callie shouted which prompted a guy on the opposing team to look over at her and then quickly glance over at Brandon.
Twenty minutes into the game and Jesus' team were winning but Brandon's focus had shifted to Callie as he saw a guy around their age approach her, from her body language he knew this must've been the ex boyfriend he'd heard about a few nights ago. As their heated conversion turned into this guy just shouting in Callie's face the game came to a halt, everyone paying attention to the altercation on the sidelines.
Jesus had his fists clenched tightly, an anger stirring in him at the thought of someone causing his sister such distress. As he was about to run over there and give that guy a piece of his mind he was stopped in his tracks when Brandon held his arm out holding him back, "I'll sort it." He insisted.
Brandon quickly walked over to where Callie was standing.
"Let go of me now!" She snapped, trying to free her arm out of Dean's grip.
Seeing the scene unfold before him caused something to snap in Brandon, he was feeling so much hatred towards this guy he'd never met before because he had his hands on Callie.
Dean didn't loosen his grip on Callie's arm until he felt a tap on his shoulder and Callie took the opportunity to quickly back away from him.
"I'm in the middle of something, dick." Dean grunted.
Brandon smirked, "Me too." And the second the words left his mouth his fist came flying towards Dean's face and it was a good hard hit.
Dean raised his hand intent on hitting back but all this did was make Brandon laugh, "Listen up, dick, I wouldn't if I were you. If you know what's good for you you'll stay the fuck away from Callie, got it?"
All Dean did was nod, he wasn't about to get in a full on brawl when he wasn't sure if he'd come out on top, especially not in front of a bunch of his friends and ex-girlfriend. As Dean left many of his friends followed quickly behind him which left just Brandon, Callie, Alison, Jesus and a couple of other guys that Brandon didn't really know. Brandon immediately turned his attention to Callie, looking at her the red marks on her arm caused by Dean's tight grip, "Are you okay?" He asks with urgency.
Callie avoids his gaze as she answers him, "Yeah."
He let's out the breath he didn't realize he was holding when he sees her look up at him and smile. "Good."
"You didn't have to do that so thank you, Brandon. Thank you."
Brandon smiles, an adorable heartwarming smile that could make most girls go weak at the knee, "Thank you."
She frowns, confusion etched across her face. "Why are you thanking me?" Callie asks.
"I thanked you for thanking me."
Callie laughs, as does Brandon but he stops when he sees Jesus approaching them.
"Are you okay?" Jesus asks his sister, speaking so fast he barely knows himself if he said the words he'd intended to.
"I'm fine." She assures him, opening her arms as he came to her for a hug.
"Good, you should head home. Take Brandon... just in case. I'm gonna shoot hoops for a little while ok?"
"Okay, Jesus. See you at dinner." Callie tells her brother, knowing better than to insist on going home alone after what had just happened.
Jesus said a quick goodbye to Brandon and waved them off as they left the basketball court with Alison in tow. When they had gotten onto the road around the corner from home, Callie's phone started to ring. She looked at it and saw it was Stef, "Hey Mom."
Callie's smile quickly faded, she mumbled a bye to her mom before turning to Brandon. "Dean's mom called my mom and well she's not exactly happy."
Brandon groaned, this is exactly what he didn't need. He was trying to keep out of trouble not land himself in it with the family that had taken him under their wing fresh out of juvie. "Fuck."
"I'm so sorry, Brandon. This is my fault."
Brandon fiercely shook his head, "Don't apologize, none of this is your fault. It's that asshole ex boyfriend of yours' fault and well my fist."
"But still-"
"No, Callie. It's okay. I hit the guy, I probably shouldn't have but he was talking to you like shit and he wouldn't let go of your arm and well he deserved it. Don't be sorry, I'm sorry... sorry that I didn't hit him harder, sorry that I didn't beat the shit out of him like he deserves."
A.N: Hey guys! Sorry it's been a while. I've been a bit busy and then when I did get some spare time to write I just couldn't put down what I wanted to so I kept putting it off. Anyways, The Fosters' hiatus is over and I'm so excited! Oh how I've missed it, season two is gonna be great :) It's PLL day and I can't wait! Agh, I really do seem to have a thing for ABC Family shows haha. Hope those of you who watch PLL enjoy it tonight, I certainly will.
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