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** SOME STRONG LANGUAGE USED

1 WEEK LATER

CALLIE'S POV

It's been a week since the whole gunshot thing. I finally got out of the hospital last night. My stomach still hurts a little, but I can walk now, which is good.

But that also means I have to go back to school. Just in time for the end of Thanksgiving break too. Ugh.

That means I have to go back to classes where I don't learn anything that is going to help me in life; like I'm not going to need to know about Einsteinium when I'm older. I've been through so much in life already, that school doesn't really matter. But I go and get good grades anyway, for Jude's sake. He needs a smart older sister.

The only class I like is Timothy's class, even if Talya is in the class with me. I like being able to free write and get things off my chest, it makes me less stressed and uptight about everything. I wrote all my thoughts down in this little black notebook while I was in the hospital. Mostly they were about what has happened not only recently, but in the past too. Lena says this is good because I am now going to weekly private therapy, and writing stuff down helps gather my thoughts more. It's almost 6:45am, the time that Mariana wakes up. I should probably get to the bathroom before she does, because it takes her like an hour to get ready.

BRANDON'S POV

I'm heading to Math when I see Wyatt talking to Callie by her locker. I have to fight the urge to go over there and punch Wyatt in the face, but I want to give Callie some privacy and time to do what she wants. Even if what she wants is to date the person who helped kidnap Mariana and I.

I don't want to hurt her more.

I follow them as they walk together to English. I can hear them talking, they're talking about how much hospitals suck.

Well, Callie being in the hospital sucked. I could only talk to her for a limited amount of time, but what I missed most is the jam sessions we had every afternoon.

Wyatt grabs Callie's hand, and she laughs at his jokes.

That used to be me.

They get to their English classroom, and Wyatt spins Callie so that she is facing him.

"How bout a little something to get me through this class," he says while pointing to his cheek. Callie goes in her tiptoes and leans him to give him a kiss, when he turns so that their lips meet. He turns an innocent kiss into a make out session. I can't take it anymore. I storm out of my hiding place around the corner and pull Wyatt away from Callie.

"How dare you," I angrily say, "you shouldn't even be near her right now."

"And why is that?" he says with a smirk.

"You know what you did."

"What did I do?" It's like he is egging me on, he wants me to say it. He thinks that Callie won't believe me. I don't even know if she'll believe me.

"You helped Liam during the kidnapping, and don't even try denying it. So you, you shouldn't even be near her. You don't deserve her, her kisses, or her love. You deserve to be in jail."

Callie looks at me steely eyed, but then at Wyatt with disbelief. "Wyatt? Is this true?"

By now everyone is staring, and we are in the middle of a crowd of people. "Well it depends on who you trust more. Who you believe in more."

She looks at both of us, back and forth. Wyatt walks up to her but she shoves him away, "Don't ever talk to me, or come near me again."

She walks away from the English classroom, even though the bell is ringing.

I chase after her, because her leaving him means she chose me. She chose me over that douchebag Wyatt. She trusts me more than him.

"Callie, Callie wait up!"

She spins around to face me with fire in her eyes, "I cannot believe you did that! You couldn't tell me in private back at the house, so you chose to tell me in front of the whole school too! I believe you, you know I trust you, and I would have believed you even if you told me when I was in the hospital. Now everyone's going to be wondering who Liam is. What am I supposed to tell them?"

I didn't even think of that. "Sorry, I was just trying to help. You needed to know what Wyatt did. I couldn't stand to see someone who helped Liam with you. I couldn't stand you to be with him without knowing what he did. I just thought tha-"

"You just couldn't stand to see someone else kissing me Brandon. "

And with that she walks back to her English classroom, leaving me standing in the middle of an empty hallway, with only my regrets to accompany me.

• AFTER SCHOOL •

JESUS' POV

"So did you get in trouble?" I ask. He hasn't said a word to me yet the whole walk home.

"Not like with the principal or vice principal. But Lena like yelled at me, and I'm pretty sure Callie hates me now. Which is worse."

I feel bad for the guy, I really do. "She'll get over it man, you were just trying to help."

"I hope so."

We walk in silence again, trapped in our own thoughts.

"I mean like, I'd be mad at myself too. I basically revealed one of her biggest secrets to the whole school, because I couldn't stand to see her kissing someone else."

"But like.. this school is pretty small. I'm pretty sure some rumors were floating around already about what happened."

"Yeah I guess."

He pauses, "Jesus, shouldn't you be with Lexi? I mean after her parents agreed to let you two see each other again you should be dying to see each other by now."

I knew he was going to change the subject eventually, but I'll go with it. "Um.. she..is..retaking a test I think today."

"Are you guys okay?"

"Yeah, yeah we're good. There's no drama anymore, unlike you and Callie. Your lives are so full of drama."

"All our lives are man. There's so much drama it's hard to deal with it."

MARIANA'S POV

Callie and I just got home from school, she didn't talk to me the whole way home. Jude is over at his friend Connor's working on a project. We go into the kitchen, I sit at the counter while Callie go gets a snack.

"Okay, I know you might not want to talk about Liam anymore, considering everything that happened with the trial and at school today, but I think I have something that'll distract you."

"What," Callie says without looking at me.

"I want to perform a song at Mom's wedding."

"And what does that have to do with me," she says.

" I want you to sing with me, and play guitar too."

She slams the orange juice carton on the counter, " You what? You know I don't sing."

" It doesn't matter if you can sing or not, I wanted to do something special for them after all that's happened. Plus I need someone to play guitar for me anyway."

" If you only need someone to play guitar then get Brandon or something."

"Really Callie? Really? Okay here's the deal, I am doing this because I was hoping it would get your mind off of Liam, Wyatt, and especially Brandon. Basically all your boy toys, " I say with a smirk.

"Hey! They are not my boy toys," Callie says while blushing.

"But you don't deny your feelings anymore," I ask questioningly.

"Can we get back to the song now?"

"So you'll do it?!"

"Yeah I guess," she says with a defeated sigh.

"Yay! This is gonna be so much fun!"

"So what song were you thinking of performing?"

"Same Love by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis ft. Mary Lambert."

"Who is gonna rap? Because I can't. I mean maybe you could Mariana, you can do slam poetry, right?" she says with a laugh.

"Oh I didn't think of that. Well we can figure that out later, let's get rehearsing. Go get your guitar!"