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AN: Okay, I know I haven't been very consistent with updating but NOT anymore. I'm now going to update all of my stories once a week.
Water Under A Broken Bridge: Saturday
I Do: Sunday
Your Choice: Monday
And after episodes I might do little one shots and such. This way I will have a deadline and update my stories all the time! I already have a few ideas for some one-shots that will be up soon, and I already have many Your Choice stories lined up for writing. If you want a Your Choice story, just go over to that story, and read the instructions on how to get one, review on PM me what you want after!
Okay, on with the chapter!
Callie POV
It was later that night, Jude had calmed down, and he was downstairs with the twins playing cards with the moms, who agreed they would let me think things through before I decided anything or we talked about it, and I could faintly hear Brandon playing one of his original songs on the piano as I lay in bed. We still haven't talked about the kiss, but I don't know what to say. I know that I have to go live with my dad if I want to be with him, which I do, but I have no idea what he wants. I know he was the one to make the first move, and he kissed back pretty intensely, but we were in the moment. I decide I should just get this conversation over with. I get up and walk over to his room and softly knock on the door. The beautiful melody seeping through the cracks of the door and thin walls suddenly came to a halt, and the sounds of floorboards creaking and footsteps waking towards the door started, and the knob turned, opening the door to reveal Brandon, hair messed up, teeth clenched, looking tired, like he hadn't slept in days, or been stressing himself ragged.
"B, what's wrong?" I'm suddenly really concerned. He looked so helpless. He suddenly grabbed me by my waist with one hand, pulling me into the room as he slammed his lips onto mine, closing the door with his free hand and shoving me up against it roughly. This was nothing like that Brandon I knew. The Brandon I knew was sweet and gentle, like earlier, and now he seemed, so desperate. He slipped his tongue into my mouth forcefully, and I pushed beck with mine. He suddenly pulled away, resting his forehead against mine, his breathing heavy and shallow.
"God, Cal. I wanted to do that since that kiss earlier. You can't be my sister. You just can't." He was crying now, tears silently falling down his perfect features, making my heart break as his voice cracked when he spoke. "How can the world be so cruel? I finally find this beautiful, smart, amazing girl who I connect with on so many levels, and I can't be with her." The music downstairs was loud enough that they couldn't hear him breaking down. But I could, and I couldn't stand it. He pushed off the door, and sat down on the bed pulling at his hair, sobbing quietly, leaving me standing there tears starting to form in my lust clouded eyes, confused and breathless. He looked so broken, and I had no idea how to handle it. Brandon had always been the one to go to for advice, to talk to, to be there for support, that I never realized he could break. He could completely fall apart, and I was even more shocked it was because of me.
"Brandon…" I breathed out. I walked over and sat next to him on the bed, folding me left leg under me with my right hanging off the bed. I put my hand on his neck and pulled his head down onto my lap, comforting his by running my hands through his hair, scratching his scalp and feeling his body relax. His sobs subsided into small hiccups and I started whispering soothing things in his ear. When he was finally silent, I said his name softly. "Brandon. Brandon, listen to me. I have an idea of how we could be together." He lifted his head off of me and sat up, staring me in the eye. Normally his eyes were a deep blue green, and now they were bright green, shining with unshed tears and hope.
"What…w-what is it?" He sniffled a little, and his voice cracked as he said it.
"Okay, well if I go and live with my dad, Jude can be adopted by your family, and you and I ca be together. We can say that we discovered how we felt about each other after I moved in with him. They can't say we can't see each other because you wouldn't be my foster brother anymore." I put my hand on his cheek, rubbing it with my thumb and I said this. "Only if you want to, I'd be willing because I..I think I'm, i-in love with you." I looked down at that last part.
"Callie you're brilliant. I love you so much too, it hurts my chest." He pulled my into a kiss, a lot more passionate this time, not desperate and rough, and I knew that this was the right decision, no matter what people thought, I knew I was meant to be with Brandon, and the Foster's would just have to figure out how to deal with that.
AN: This chapter was really fun to write and who doesn't love it when the guy cries haha. If any of you have ever seen David Lambert cry, it's so heartbreaking, he has this huge breakdown scene in his movie the lifeguard, and I cried just watching it. Anyways what did you lovelies think of the chapter? Too sad, sad enough, brallie good or bad? Review what you thought and as always, I love you all :*