It was early Saturday morning. The sun was just about to raise and Brandon couldn't be more excited for the day ahead of him. Any day he got to spend with the Jacob siblings was always one of the best for him.

With that he stood and got dressed. By the time he reached for his phone it was about nine in the morning. He told Callie the night before to meet him at ten by the pier nine stand. Knowing he was that much closer to his girl, he hopped downstairs to eat a quick breakfast before heading out.

Like usual, the drive didn't take very long. He was there in a matter of minutes and about thirty minutes early but that didn't matter. He would wait forever for her and then some.

Brandon didn't freak out when it was ten and she still haven't arrived. He didn't even freak when Callie wasn't there by ten thirty. He did start to worry when it was sixty minutes after the time and by then he had called her phone six times. Now, Brandon was smart. He knew if there was something happening in that house she wouldn't be able to even hold her phone. So when his phone calls keep going unanswered, he panics.

"Come on Callie. Pick up. Pick up." He said as he was listening to the phone ring for what seemed like the millionth time.

"Brandon." Finally she picked up. Brandon immediately stopped his pacing when he heard her voice.

"Callie. Are you ok? Where are you?"

"Hey Brandon. I'm fine but we aren't coming." He could hear the guilt in her voice but it didn't matter to him if they actually came. He just wanted to know if they were safe.

"Are you okay? Is Jude okay?"

"We are fine. Jude just broke a plate when he was making breakfast."

Brandon's eyes closed as soon as he heard what happened. Their punishment could be anything for that. In the last foster home they were in, around the time of Callie and Brandon's six month anniversary, Jude had used bleach instead of softener for the laundry. In return, it had became a week of Brandon sneaking them meals when ever he could. He had hoped that was the last time he would ever have to sneak his girlfriend food because her foster family didn't feed her.

"How badly did you guys get yelled at?" He knew better than the think that she let Jude take all the blame. The reality probably was the opposite.

"Umm not too bad." He noted hesitancy. Something that only happened when she was trying to pull off lying to him.

"Cal..."

"Brandon we are fine that's all that matter right?"

"Yes it it, when it was the truth." Callie's safety was never a joke and if he sounded harsh with her right now, so be it. It wasn't a joking matter like she played it off to be.

She sighed before giving in and telling the truth. "We have to stay in our rooms all weekend. Not allowed to come out for anything." This might be one of Brandon's worse nightmares. No way of knowing what her physical condition is for sure. She hides bruises like a five year old hides money.

"Do you have food and bathroom privileges?" Sounds stupid but it needed to be asked.

"Not sure."

The line went dead as Brandon tried to think. He knew she was going to hate the next words out of his mouth.

"I think it's time to tell my moms, Callie. This is not ok."

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