A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks to everyone who reviewed/followed/favorited this story! I'm sorry for the long wait for updates. I try to update as much as possible, but sometimes I'm pretty busy. Just to let you know I wrote this chapter before the episode aired, so I based it off of one scene in the promo video. And OMG the episode tonight was sooo good I can't wait for the finale next week! This chapter is more on the short side, so beware. I hope you enjoy!

Brandon and Callie stood next to each other, washing the dishes silently. It was Callie and Mariana's turn to do chores, but Brandon stepped insisted on letting Mariana go hang out with Lexi. He knew about Lexi and her family being undocumented and he wanted to spend more time with Callie. Stef and Lena were in their bedrooms, Jude was finishing up his project with Connor, and Jesus was skateboarding with his friends at the park. It was only Brandon and Callie in the kitchen.

Callie handed Brandon and wet dish, she was washing and he was drying. He grabbed the dish, purposely gripping it more towards Callie's hand so their hands would touch. She looked up at him and smiled to herself.

"Brandon…" She let out a laugh.

"What?" He questioned.

"Stop!" She hit him playfully, making him flinch.

"Stop what? Making you blush?" Brandon said sarcastically.

"You know what? I've had enough of this." She stuck her hand in a pile of soap bubbles and blew it all over his face. Brandon stood there in shock, not believing what she just did.

"You're going to pay." He declared with a slick smile. Callie began to run away when he grabbed her by the waist and started tickling her. She toppled onto the floor, in laughter when all of a sudden a disturbing memory came back to mind.

"Liam stop!" Callie managed to let out between laughs. Liam tickled Callie on her stomach as they lay on the couch together.

"Fine." Liam let Callie go and helped her sit upright. As soon as Callie was settled on the couch, Liam began to kiss on her neck. Callie let out a laugh, gently pushing him away.

"We can't do this here." Callie smiled at him.

"Why not?" Liam asked, continuing to leave trails of kisses down her neck.

"Because…"

"My parents are gone. We have the house to ourselves." Liam said slowly. He tilted her head so that it would face his, and leaned in for a passionate kiss. His tongue immediately found entrance to her mouth as she stroked her hands through his hair. His hands ran up and down her arms, feeling every possible spot of uncovered skin. Callie's lips moved in time with his, as he strived to deepen the kiss. He grabbed her waist pulling him closer to him so their bodies would be touching.

After a while, Liam gradually took off his shirt. Callie sat memorized by his skin, unsure about what this was leading to. Liam leaned back in, continuing to caress her mouth. This time, he was tugging on her shirt. Callie pulled away, stopping him from going too far.

"Liam I can't do this."

"Why not? I told you it's only us tonight."

"I just—I don't think I'm ready." Callie hesitated.

"I'll make you ready." A sly smile came upon his face. He pushed Callie down, pinning her to the floor by straddling her. He continued to push up Callie's shirt, this time harder.

"No, Liam please. Please stop." Callie pleaded. Liam stopped and positioned his face an inch away from hers.

"This is my house. You do what I say, and you don't complain." Liam, now shouting, scolded. "Or else, your precious little brother might have an 'accident'"

Callie immediately stopped laughing and backed away from Brandon. He stared at Callie confused. One moment she was laughing and smiling at him, and the next she's running away like he ate a bad burrito and just farted. Brandon's eyes remained on Callie, who was quivering.

"Callie?" He asked, still maintaining his distance. She looked up at him, snapping back to reality. Brandon recognized the fear in her eyes.

"Callie... It's ok. It's just me."

"I—I'm sorry. It's just that… I can't."

"You can't what? Callie I would never do anything to hurt you." She looked at him wearily. "Callie what just happened?"

She waited a moment before answering.

"Um… It's just, a memory came into my head and…"

"Was… Was it about Liam?" Brandon asked, but he already knew the answer when her big brown eyes met his.

"It's just when we fell on the floor, it was like the time he—" Callie stopped and a few tears streamed down her face. Brandon pulled her into a hug, comforting her, knowing how hard she was trying to forget the memory.

"I just don't get it. What did I do to deserve that? Why?"

"Shh… Don't talk." He held her head to his chest. "It wasn't your fault. Nothing is ever your fault Callie. Anybody would be happy to have you. Liam was a selfish bitch. He didn't realize what he lost. He didn't realize what he did was wrong. He though it was just a joke." Brandon tilted her head upwards, so their eyes would meet. "And Callie, you are not a joke. You are beautiful. I love you." They gazed into each other's eyes, until their lips met. Just as Brandon wasgoing to deepen the kiss, Callie pulled away from him.

"Brandon, this isn't safe."

"I know it's not safe. But, I love you...and-"

"And I love you too. But I just...I can't pretend like this isn't right. It's not right for you, or for me. I'm sorry."

A/N: Okay, okay I know what your thinking. And don't worry this is still a Ballie story, it's just that I needed something to work with in the next chapter. Drop some ideas or suggestions in the reviews (or PM me) and I'll do my best to incorporate it in future chapters. Thanks again to everyone who reads this!:) xoxo stay tuned.