disclaimer I do not own the fosters
Brandon sat in a lobby waiting for his interview with the college administrator for Julliard. It was technically a pre-interview but to him it didn't matter as he was nervously tapping his foot when his phone started beeping. He checked his phone smiling as he had received good luck texts from his family. Thanks to all the texts he received he was no longer afraid of screwing up this meeting.
"Text from your girlfriend?" asked a female voice from behind a magazine.
Brandon chuckled.
"No I don't have a girlfriend" said Brandon.
"Oh my bad, boyfriend?" asked the girl.
"No I'm straight" laughed Brandon.
"Well don't leave me in suspense who's texting you so much your phone needs a recharge?" asked the girl now looking at him.
Brandon looked at the girl liking what he saw. She was light brown like Lena with brown hair and red highlights. She had a septum piercing and wore a black t-shirt with black jeans.
"My family, I have a pre-interview with the piano instructor and they are just wishing me luck" said Brandon.
"Big family?" asked the girl.
"Of sorts" said Brandon smiling.
"What does that mean?" asked the girl.
"Well it's not what you call a normal family" said Brandon.
"There's no such thing as a normal family, there is however the illusion of a "normal" family" said the girl.
"I guess you have a point" said Brandon.
"Of course I have a point I always have a point" said the girl proudly.
"What's your name?" asked Brandon.
"I'll give you a letter and that's it but in return I expect only letter from you as well" said the girl.
"Why?" asked Brandon.
"Because a good time is a good time and names ruin that" said the girl.
"I'm B, what about you?" asked Brandon without a second thought.
"I'm D, good luck with your audition, if you feel like partying head for the dorms and go to room 36 when someone answers ask for the roof" said the girl getting up.
Brandon watched as she walked and would have kept watching if his name hadn't been called.
An hour later.
Brandon was happy as the piano instructor had practically handed him the spot, it just wasn't official yet. Brandon decided that he would celebrate by going to the party while he could since he was in New York. He headed for the dorms when he ran into D.
"Hey B wait up!" said D.
"Yeah?" asked Brandon.
"Someone called the cops so the party's over at the dorms, but I know another place to party want to come?" asked D.
"Uh sure," said Brandon.
"Cool follow me" said D.
D grabbed Brandon's arm and pulled him in a jog toward the street where they got into a taxi. D gave the man an address. While they drove Brandon took in the sights of New York just looking around enjoying the view of such a well known City. Soon the car stopped with D getting out. Brandon followed thinking they were here for the bar but D headed down the alley next to it. D knocked on the door and it opened reveling a large bulky guy.
"Hey," said the guy.
"Hey" responded D.
"Who's the dude?" asked the guy.
"That's B," said D.
"I see, hey B, I'm Franklin" said the guy offering his hand.
"Nice to meet you Franklin" said Brandon shaking his hand.
Brandon followed D and Franklin into the building where they entered a room with 3 other people. It was a small party with 6 people which Brandon was ok with since it was 3 guys and 3 women. Brandon looked around the room taking in the pizza, Chinese food, beer and weed. One of the girls held up a joint in offering to Brandon who politely turned it down.
"Sorry but I had a pot brownie once and it did not turn out well" said Brandon.
"Ha your siblings as weak as you are?" asked D.
"No but one of my sister's regrets ever touching it though she never gave a reason" said Brandon.
"Then it wasn't the weed its self but something that happened during" said the other guy taking a puff.
"Knowing her that might be it," said Brandon.
"Why's that?" asked D laying on the couch.
"She's been...uh well she's adopted and we got her from Juvie" said Brandon.
"Dude what the fuck, your talking about your sister like she's a dog from the pound" said Franklin.
Brandon looked around the room uncomfortable at having been called out on how he talked about Callie. It was then he noticed a piano near a window.
Anyone play?" asked Brandon pointing at it.
"You know any songs?" asked D.
"I've made a few," said Brandon happy the bait was taken.
Brandon walked over and sat down. He didn't think about what he wanted to play he just played.
"This is called Outlaws," said Brandon.
I took you at your word,
when you said you would steal my heart.
Yeah this might sound absurd,
but would you be my thief,
take all of me,
every part.
Love love love is my crime.
So baby come catch me and let's do the time.
I think we might be outlaws.
I think I might be in love.
'Cause I'm all out of reasons,
like seasons,
Winter, summer, fall
they're all washed up.
If you're still way over there,
maybe slide on in by my side,
'Cause I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
I love you everyday and every night.
Oh whoa
Lock me up for good,
Right here in your arms.
You vandalize my neighbourhood,
with your piercing eyes
and devilish charm.
Love love love is my crime.
So baby, come catch me and let's do the time.
I think we might be outlaws.
I think I might be in love.
'Cause I'm all out of reasons,
like seasons,
Winter, summer, fall
they're all washed up.
If you're still way over there,
maybe slide on in by my side,
'Cause I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
I love you everyday and every night.
Oh whoa
Love love love is my crime.
So baby, come catch me and let's do the time.
I think we might be outlaws.
I think I might be in love.
'Cause I'm all out of reasons,
like seasons,
Winter, summer, fall
they're all washed up.
If you're still way over there,
maybe slide on in by my side,
'Cause I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
Baby we're just outlaws
Baby I'm so in love.
'Cause I'm all out of reasons,
like seasons,
Winter, summer, fall
they're all washed up.
If you're still way over there,
maybe slide on in by my side,
'Cause I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
I'm just an outlaw,
wanted if you want me.
I love you everyday and every night.
"That was great who did you write that for?" asked D.
"I wrote that for a girl I loved but couldn't love me back" said Brandon.
"Why not?" asked Franklin.
"Because she's my sister now" said Brandon.
"Really dude you fell in love with your sister, what are you medieval prince?" asked Franklin.
"It's not like that, I fell in love with a tough, caring girl who wasn't my sister technically were not related by blood so when we're older we could but made it clear it would never happen and then we found out she had a sister and I figured she's a bit young now but when she's older of course trying to impress her and make her think I was this cool older guy but I came off creepy and her father threatened to take Callie away" said Brandon.
"Dude I think your creepy now but I still plan on having sex with you but that's just running commentary on where I am in life sooooo" interjected D.
"So where's your sister love now?" asked Franklin.
"Coma" Said Brandon just randomly playing whatever piano took his fingers.
D, Franklin, and the other 3 people shared a look.
"Care to tell us what happened?" asked Franklin.
"Someone from her past attacked her leaving her in a coma and if she wakes up she'll be paralyzed from the waist down and she's missing an eye" said Brandon in disgust.
D and Franklin shared a look. Brandon saw it and was confused.
"What?" asked Brandon nervous.
"Was she beaten with a metal pole and raped?" asked Franklin.
"Y...yes but this is New York I didn't know you got California news here" said Brandon alarmed.
"We don't," said D handing Brandon her phone.
Two nights ago Sally Burns was
attacked and violently raped
by an unknown person.
Beaten with a metal pole and left for dead,
She was found by a man walking
his dog. Sally Burns was taken
to emergency care for her many injuries including
her left hand which had been cut out
indicating the rapist took this as a grisly
trophy. Sally Burns did not survive her injuries.
"She was a friend of mine, we talked a lot about our pasts, she told me about some guy named Lema, I think, that abused her when she was in foster care, some girl named Jessica had been calling her to get her to go to court" said D.
"Do...do you think she meant...Liam Olmstead?" asked Brandon.
"That makes more sense," said D.
Auhtor note.
I swear I'm working on the next chapters it's just this chapter set me back as I needed to have a Brandon chapter but I didn't know how to write it. Also if you been wondering why I have been reposting chapters I got Grammerly so I'm fixing mistakes.