Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, favourites and follows! It means a lot to me. I'm glad you like the story so far! I miss Brallie being together so much already! Again just remember I don't like to follow the story lines exactly and sometimes not at all! So get ready for plot twists and to be surprised in future chapters! I hope you enjoy!

Light breathing filtered into my ears as I winced trying to understand where I was. I recognised it, but my mind is a blank of how I got here. It took a moment but then everything came flooding back. Jude, Callie refusing to sleep. But there was one thing that I couldn't remember. I looked down at the sleeping girl in my arms and wondered how the heck this happened. I fell asleep on the other side of the sofa, and she was facing the back of the sofa. How the heck am I lying next to her with her head facing me lying on my chest? Unlike before she's sleeping peacefully. She's amazing I thought as I glanced back down to the beauty in my arms.

Just as I was about to close my eyes the rustling of sheets sounded and I looked up to see Jude getting restless. Disappointed I looked back down at Callie and gently got up trying not to wake her. If I did I knew that all the walls would just build up. Last night they were going to break. I just hope they haven't grown back stronger. I just want her to trust me.

As I reach the kitchen table I glance at her, all the peacefulness gone; distressed again.

"Was it just the idea of her being in someone arms or was it because she was in mine." I whispered a small smile playing on my lips.

"Your what?" my mum asked as she walked into the room.

"Oh um… nothing, uh is there juice?"

"Yeah the top shelf, so why are you up this early?" my mum asked as she raised her eye brows.

"Oh yeah I couldn't sleep" I said trying not to think about Callie.

"Speaking of that, you two after school we are going to talk this all out!" she said in the same voice as she did last night. Before I could question who else she meant a voice echoed in the room.

"I am sorry Stef." Callie spoke with somewhat emotion.

"And I said we would talk about it later" mum muttered in a voice I hadn't heard in a while, not since I was five. Not since the divorce, and even then she only used it towards the end when things got too tough.

"Mum" I said in a disbelieving tone.

"Yes sweetie?" her voice back to normal.

"What the hell?" I shouted as I turned back and saw Callie disappear out the door in the corner of my eye. I tried to chase after her but as I got to the top of the stairs the bathroom door shut. I was going to knock but then Jesus came out of his room.

"Have you seen mum?" he asked me still half asleep.

"Yeah she's down stairs" I muttered harshly. I know it wasn't his fault but the thought of my mum right now made me even angrier. I don't know why I reacted this way. I shouldn't feel this strongly, but I do.

"Gees man" he muttered and walked down the stairs. I figured Callie wasn't coming out soon so I headed to my room to get ready to go to school.

Callie's Pov

"Callie wait up!" Brandon shouted hurrying along behind me.

"Hi."

"Um, hey I just wanted to talk about last night." He said cautiously.

"Which part? The one where we almost got killed? Or when you wouldn't leave me alone until I went to sleep?"I said seriously.

"Um well I think you know why I wouldn't leave you alone last night, so let's go with the one where we all almost got killed." He asked kind of insensitively. I can't believe he is demanding answers. I guess he isn't different from the rest of them.

"Well you will find out later since your mum demanded an explanation from me; wanting to know why screwed everything up this time" I began harshly.

"Hang on a minute that one was to both of us" He said knowing I wasn't going to believe one word of it. Heck I don't think he even believed it!

"Really Brandon? Even though she seemed scared about me last night we both know that she was only scared for you. Her mother instincts took over and she was frustrated. But as she clearly showed this morning, she doesn't, didn't and never will care about me. She wouldn't care if I got shot last night. She probably wouldn't even care if Jude got shot. As long as you were okay, everything would be ok. I know Lena didn't want me at first but I think I grew on her. Just like I might have done with you but I don't know. But I can guarantee I will be in another home in a few days. No one wants me. No one ever wants me Brandon!" I screamed. But no matter how upset I could feel myself becoming, I couldn't cry. People were around, Brandon was around. I can't.

"Callie that's not true-"

"Yes it is Brandon! Think about your thoughts when you first thought of me. I bet you thought I was a piece of ugly, worthless temporary trash that would be gone within a week. Didn't you?"

"Hell no I didn't Callie!" He screamed.

"Oh don't kid yourself Brandon" I said dryly "I'm not wanted and I never will be" I added as I turned on my heel.

Brandon's pov

"Callie!" I screamed but she didn't turn around she just picked up her pace. I don't know how this girl can think that about herself! Why can't she realise that she is wanted, by me.

I stormed up to the bench a few steps in front of me and sat down. I meant to groan into my hands as I put my head in them however it came out more of a scream. I never knew one person could make you so frustrated but you can love them so much at the same time. Did I really just say that? If anything is going to be love, it will be brotherly sisterly love, and nothing more. I just sat there for what seemed like forever.

"Hello Brandon" a polite voice spoke.

"Oh hey Jude!" I said trying not to sound frustrated.

"What are you doing?" He asked eyeing me curiously.

"Oh I was just walking to school and I didn't feel so good." I said giving him a kind smile.

"Oh okay can you show me where the school is?" he asking giving me a hopeful smile.

"Yeah sure how come moms aren't taking you?" I asked kind of annoyed they had ignored Jude too.

"Oh well Stef had an emergency call and Lena left early. Stef told me to catch you up and that she was really sorry" he smiled

"Oh okay. Come on then let's go." I smiled. At least she was not ignoring him too. What was so bad about Callie?

"I guess we really didn't meet properly last night did we?" I began as we started the walk for school.

"Hahaha no I guess not" Jude giggled. It makes me so sad to see him brush it off like that. I mean he could have got shot too, a gun got aimed at the only person he's ever known and loved and he can just act like nothings ever happened. I don't know if he is just really good at hiding feelings like Callie or if he really isn't that worried about it all. I mean he must have been really young when it all went wrong with his parents; maybe it's all he's ever known.

Callie's pov

I couldn't believe all that happened this morning, but I am definitely not prepared for the aftermath. I don't want to explain to someone why I did what I did. She wouldn't understand. He wouldn't understand, he might think he can but he can't. It's not like she even cares enough to even listen to me. I know what adults think. The meaning of talk to them is you listen while I shout.

"Hey… um Callie" I turned to see Jesus sheepishly staring at me, as if he didn't know whether he could trust me or not. "Do you uh… um… want to walk home with me?" he shyly asked, clearly showing that he had been put up to this, probably by Lena.

"I'll take the long way" I answered and quickly brushed past him. As I was walking away I heard Jesus whisper "Gees what is with everyone today?" As I prepared myself for the longer walk ahead of me.

I didn't know where I was going; to be honest I don't want to. I don't want to plan anything. If Jude wasn't around I probably wouldn't even go back, I don't think any of them would care to see me go, after all I am replaceable.

After 45 minutes of walking, I knew there were only so many more routes I could take before my trip came to an end. I stopped and just sat down staring into the sunset. Wishing my life could be different. Wishing I could have a life where things weren't as complicated. Screeching of the swings from the park near by caused me to stare. Stare at a perfect family. The farther playing with the son on the seesaw while the mother and the daughter were on the swings. My heart started to ache as I watched the scene play out before me. As I watched all I ever wanted for me and Jude. I tell people, especially Jude that nobody gets a happy ending, but they do, the lucky ones do. I will never admit that aloud, but it's true. Life isn't fair, I think everybody knows that but for some people it all works out perfectly. Something Jude and I will never have.

Slowly the sunset started to fade and it turned into darkness. I didn't want to leave, but I knew I had to. I don't want something to happen to me. I know I can protect myself, but not from everyone, not from-. I can't even say his name. I can never let that happen again.

I absentmindedly stopped in front of the house. Not wanting to even dare step inside. Scared of what might happen. What will happen.

I knew Stef wouldn't give up no matter how late it was so I decided to go through the back door. As I peered around the corner I saw them all sitting around watching TV. I quickly ran upstairs trying to get my room before anyone heard me. I ran to my bed and quickly grabbed my guitar and started to play some notes quietly.

"Callie, I am not stupid! I know you're in there so open up!" Brandon harshly whispered. "Just please unlock the door, I need to talk to you… okay I really need to talk to you… okay how about I really, really, really-"

"If I open the door will you stop whining?" I demanded.

"Yesss" he whined wanting me to open up the door.

"Brandon" I said in a warning tone.

"Yes, my dearest Callie, I will never whine ever again in your presence. Now open the damn door!"

"Happy now?" I said sarcastically.

"Yes" he whispered proudly and went to pull the chair next to the bed.

"Oh please, make yourself at home." I smiled sarcastically.

"Um… this is my home dur"

"You know what I mean!" I huffed and sat down on the bed.

"So? What did you want?" I asked wanting him to leave so I can go to bed and bring on another day.

"What do mean what do I want? You missed the talk with mums hours ago!"

"Oh I know I did. That was the plan." I smiled at him and picked my guitar up again.

"Callie where have you been? I have been worried sick about you!" he exclaimed, his eyes showing compassion.

"It didn't seem like it" I grumbled as I strummed an AM chord on the guitar.

"What do you mean?" Brandon asked defensively showing how annoyed he was that I would even question it.

"I didn't see anyone going out to look for me, oh no the TV was just too interesting"

"Callie" Brandon sighed as he put his head in his hands. "I tried to call you"

"Well I didn't recognise the number" I replied wishing he would just go away.

"But-"

"I needed to think" I stated defensively.

"What for six hours?" he shouted.

"I'm sorry okay! I just got caught up in thought and then the next minute it was dark and then I was here." I said my voice becoming quieter with each word.

"Well don't do it again!" Brandon scolded as he raced to the bed and pulled me into a hug. "If you do please… just call first" Brandon whispered soothingly into my shoulder. "Please" he breathed heavily. Sadly he pulled away to look into my eyes.

"Okay fine, I promise" I whispered. Happy with the response Brandon pulled me in for another hug, not as tight as the one before, but he still held me in place. For some strange reason I felt the need to cry. I didn't, I couldn't but I wanted to.

"That was pretty bad ass of you to stay out late" Brandon laughed sounding impressed

"Hardly, I have done worse things than that." Callie said unimpressed.

Brandon's pov

"Yeah like what?" I said in disbelief.

"Many things, but I bet you haven't done anything" she smiled at me, probably her first smile I had ever seen actually. That made me happy, but it made me even happier that I knew it was for me.

"Oh yeah I have" I turned my head to see my mum standing just behind the crack in the door way but continued anyway since I have nothing to say to her.

"Um well I have done loads of stuff. I am a complete badass y' know"

"Of course you are please tell me one of the many things" she whispered sarcastically.

"Well I washed the dog"

"And…?" Callie asked confused.

"You didn't let me finish girl!" Callie burst out into a fit of laughter.

"What I heard Marianna say it once!" he said defensively but confused.

"Okay never say that again" Callie said as she trying to control her breathing.

"But-"

"Just carry on" she said bursting into a fit of giggles again. I quickly turned to see my mum laughing too. I don't know what did, but it's working. It's like letting Callie and mum bound without Callie even knowing.

"I washed the dog… on the carpet… in the living room, with a hose as a matter of fact!" I aid quite proud of myself.

"Wait a minute, you guys don't have a dog" she said amused.

"And why do you think that is?" I said trying to not get too hung up on what she said. What does she mean by you guys? She is family too, even if sometimes I think of her as more. She is one of us, no matter what she thinks. I turn my head to my mother, who I knew had picked up on it too by the way she sighed staring down at the floor. I will not make any excuses for her about this morning, Callie didn't deserve it. But my mum is normally a caring person.

"So when was this Mr badass foster?" she asked still surprised I would even do such a thing.

"Um you know-" I said my voice getting quieter at the end.

"What was that?" she asked not hearing any of what I just said.

"Um y' know when I was three." I said louder, but only by a little bit.

"Wait so the last bad thing you did was when you were three?" she said laughing again.

"No…" I dragged off.

"Well…?" she wondered aloud waiting for my answer.

"Does drawing on my parents bedroom walls count?" I smiled cockily.

"Yeah I guess it does! What happened did you get grounded?"

"Hell no I didn't!" I said quite proud of it, taking it while it lasted.

"Wow Lena is so cool!" she exclaimed. I glanced at the door hoping my mum would finally see how tough she had been on her. Clearly she did realise as she was tearing up. "How old were you please tell me you weren't four!?" she asked kind of worried what my response would be.

"No I wasn't actually, thank you very much. I was five!" I smirked proudly.

"Oh touché" she said jokingly. Then I don't know what came over me but I just reached out and hugged her… again. I was waiting for the walls to build up; I was waiting for the arguments, the shouting. But it didn't come. She just sat there in my arms. She buried her face in my chest. She opened up to me. She showed me Callie.

A little bit of Brallie bonding there! I wonder how long this is going to last, I mean Callie's emotions can change very quickly! Who thinks Stef was being a bit too harsh? I know I do! Thanks for reading :)