AN: O…M…F…G! There are no words for me to say how sorry I am that I haven't updated in over 3 months! I feel so bad, but I had so many things with school. The Fosters RETURNS this January! And then I'll have inspiration to write a lot again! That's basically the reason I haven't updated. I mean I have been busy, but I had no inspiration, but seeing the promos and watching season 1 on Netfilx has gotten me into the mood to write. So enough with this author's note, I'm going to start this chapter! Okay, on with the chapter!
Callie POV
"You came back for us." I said calmly, tears starting to pool my vision.
"Sweetie, of course I did." He walked forward but I stepped back.
"Why?" I came out like a choked sob.
"Because you're my daughter. And you're my son." He finished as he looked at Jude, who then looked down. "We're a family." He finally said.
"No! No this is my family! Stef and Lena are my moms, Mariana's my sister, Jesus and Brandon are my brother's, and Callie, she's…s-she's my best friend. I don't want to leave. Callie don't let him stake me away from my family." Jude was now crying, running past me, into the street behind the house.
"I got it." Stef said as she walked past us to find Jude.
"Dad, I think you should leave right now." I said coldly. How could I not? He just made my little brother, breakdown.
"Cal, I…" I cut him off.
"Now." I finally looked him dead in the eye. His shoulders slumped in defeat.
"Alright Cal. But if you want to talk to me, you can find me at 1314 W. Radean Drive. I hope you will." He said as he walked out of the garden. "My head, clouded as it was, cleared for only a moment, and I remembered that he had seen me kiss Brandon. Granted I don't think he knew he was my foster brother, but still. I was worried he might say something, and judging by the look on Brandon's face, I'm guessing he thought the same thing.
"Jude. Oh god. I have to go find him." I started running out the gate and found Jude with Stef sitting on a curb, him with her arm around him, when I got into the back lot. I suddenly felt the guilt wash over me as I thought about what Brandon and my kiss could do to our family. The family Jude loved so dearly and didn't even want our own father to take us away from. But I also felt so many emotions for Brandon. Safety, happiness, warmth, and a feeling I never thought I'd have with anyone other than Jude…Love. I was in love with Brandon and I hated it. Why couldn't the world just give me a break? I walked over to Jude and Stef. I kneeled down so they could see me at eye level and placed my hand on Jude's knee, my heart nearly breaking as I saw tears streaked down his face, and fresh ones almost leaking out.
"Hey." I said softly, not wanting to overwhelm him. "You don't have to worry, because I told him to leave. He is not taking you, or me away from this family. I promise you. He can't have us." Jude burst into more tears, but his expression changed. He was no longer carrying around a look of depression, but a look of pure joy. He wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me for a good 30 seconds before I realized that Stef had left to give us some privacy I guess. I just felt really bad that I had just lied to him. Not because our father had legal rights to us because I knew whatever happened, he wouldn't take us away. It was that I knew that the only way for me to be with Brandon, if that's what he wanted as well, as selfish as it was of me to Jude, was to leave the Foster's, and move in with my dad. Without Jude…
AN: CLIFFHANGER! I'm sorry I had to haha. Sorry this chapter is up later than I intended but I was super busy this weekend with spontaneous plans lol. Anyway I hope you liked this chapter and please review what you thought. I always love checking my email for more reviews! Also I will have this and Water under a Broken Bridge updated sometime by next Saturday! Sadly my break is over… But at east I have winter break soon! Then I can write a whole lot more! And then THE FOSTERS IS BACK ON! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! As always, love you guys :*