Super short chapter guys, sorry! I just need a filler cause I finally have a full outline of where this story is going haha (took me long enough). This is kind of a filler chapter I guess you could say. Send me some love! xx.
I woke up the next morning with empty arms and an empty bed. It took a few seconds to remember everything that had happened in this bed just a few hours before.
Of course she was gone. I was naive to think that she wouldn't leave. I had silently prayed that she would be here when I woke up. But, at some time over the course of the morning, she disappeared.
I kicked my legs of the edge of the bed and buried my head in my hands. Callie and I had limited time together and we couldn't even enjoy the time that we did have.
My door opened and I saw Callie walk through, kicking the door shut with her foot behind her. She was wrapped in a towel and her hair was dripping water droplets onto my floor.
"Sorry love, I went to take a shower." She climbed onto my bed and kissed my cheek. In one swift motion, I flipped her over so she was laying on the bed and I was on top of her. She let out a small giggle. Perfect.
"I thought you had left me."
"Why would I have done that?"
"I'm not sure. I just thought that maybe you decided to head back to your room before the others woke up.
"Well Brandon, I am not the type of girl that says she loves you then splits." I figured she was hinting as something deeper than just getting up to take a shower. She probably meant that she would feel the same, even across the country. She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair. Callie smiled but pushed me off the bed. "Go get in the shower, I'll see you downstairs."
I kissed her once on the lips and proceeded to the bathroom.
When I arrived downstairs, everyone was gathered in the living room.
"Family meeting." Lena sung in an entirely too enthusiastic way. Awesome. In the Foster house, family meetings were pretty bad. It usually happened when Mariana, Jesus and I did something wrong at the same time. I tried to think if any of us had gone against the rules this week.
That was when it hit me that I had fallen asleep with my foster sister a few hours ago. Callie must have thought the same thing because when I turned to her, she was staring straight ahead, white as a ghost.
"Brandon, relax, this is not a regular family meeting." My mom must have have recognized my state of panic.
"Okay kids, we just want to give everyone a run through of this upcoming week. Thursday Callie and Jude will meet with Bill and the Alberticus' to see if they are a good match. Alberticus? Callie Alberticus? I liked Callie Foster better. Then, this weekend Stef and I have decided to get hitched." She reached over to take my mom's hand. My brother and sister screamed and rushed over to hug them both. The room exploded with congratulations, except from Callie.
My mom looked around at all of us. "Callie, would you please take Jude upstairs to tell him everything I told about the family?" Callie absentmindedly agreed and directed her younger brother to his room.
"Ok, loves we have some things to talk about. Brandon, Lena and I have given some thought to what you told me on the porch yesterday. After Thursday, if Callie and Jude decide that they don't want to be adopted by the other family, we were thinking of maybe adopting the two."
My eyes flashed around me, not sure if I was hearing this correctly. Jesus had a smile plastered on his face and Mariana's jaw was close to the floor, tears threatening to fall.
"But you kids can't say anything. We want to give Callie and Jude a chance of happiness out there. If they like this family, we will be supportive in letting them go. If they don't, we will discuss adoption. They will become a permenant part of our family. Is that fair Brandon?"
I shook my head yes. On the inside I felt happiness and sadness and anger and confusion. We were so close to having her but she could be taken away at the drop of a hat. And what if she stayed? What would happen to us?
