Chapter 5
Callie's profile...
Liam looked so evil. He was sitting on top of Brandon punching him in the face an stomach. I moved further into the closet. I wanted to jump out and just take Liam down, but I would never win the fight and than everything Brandon did would have been for nothing.
After what seemed like a eternity he finally got bored and got off of his lifeless body. If it wasn't for his chest moving up and down I would have died of a panic attack. "I will see you later lover boy" he said while exiting the room. I waited fife more minutes just to make sure that the coast was clear and than I ran over to Brandon. "Brandon" I said with panic in my voice. He looked so terrible with all those cuts and bruises covering his face and arms. It broke my heart to see Brandon this broken and vulnerable. How could I let this happen to him. Why couldn't I have just left this family while I had the change. Brandon didn't deserve this, he was a straight A student with no enemies. He had a family that loved him and he had such passion for everything he did. He didn't deserve to be so broken and bruised.
I lifted him up from the ground and laid him down on the bed. I took of his shirt and pants leaving him in just his boxers. The tears that had threatens to spill for the last 10 minutes finally fell down my face. He had two big bruises on his left ribs and a deep cut that went from the bottom of his right rib to the top o his hip.
I tried waking him one more time but decided to keep him uncontious for as long as I could. He would be in so much pain. I wonder if he could feel anything while he was uncontious.
Brandon's profile...
There was a bright light shinning at the end of what looked like a tunnel. Am I dead? Should I walk towards it or should I stay and wait? I couldn't figure out what was happening and all I could think about was Callie, moms, and the gang. I can't be dead yet. I still have so much unfinished business that I need to finish. I needed to tell Callie how I really felt about her.
I had been falling hard and fast for Callie ever since she came to live with us. I can still remember her beautiful chocolate brown hair and lips so full and pink. All I could think about was kissing her. But than there were those eyes. Those gorgeous brown eyes that seemed to sparkle more every time I got lost in them. But than there was that hurt that pain of not being wanted. How could someone hurt we like that. How could someone ever hurt my Callie, MY Callie! She was so strong and so beautiful she deserves to have everything she wants.
I feel a pain rushing through my body and I hear a whisper in my voice. Callie, it was Callie's voice. I fallowed it into the light. He close his eyes so tight e was getting dizzy and when he tried to open them again try were heavy. He tried to talk but all he could manage was a small little moan, a moan of pain. Why was he in so much pain? Was he dead? All these questions running through his head made his body ac even more.
The weight slowly disappeared and he could finally open his eyes a little. The light was to bright, which caused him to close them right away. He felt a hand grab his arm and he felt a heat running through his body that lessened the pain. He finally opened his eyes to only see those sparkly brown eyes that he knew oh to well.