Caught
Callie sat patiently on her bed thinking about the bad that was about to happen. The day had already been terrible and frightening and tragic. After hiding in the darkness of a storage room as a deranged killer roams the school firing bullets every few minutes. Only to find out that it was her sister's boyfriend, who seemed charming and sweet, then finding a dead body and could do nothing but stare as it's innocent life is taken away.
It was probably the most scary and frightful day she, and many others, had experienced. But for her, and Brandon probably, it was only the beginning of a long painful road.
Mariana walked into the room then fell down on her bed and grabbed the closest pillow and wrapped her arms around it pulling it to her chest.
Callie looked at her understandingly. It wouldn't have been easy on Mariana. She felt ashamed and betrayed and empty.
"You ok?" Callie asked softly already knowing the answer but asking it anyway because she felt as if it was required.
Mariana sat up on her bed and turned to Callie.
"Monte called mama" she began sadly. "They found another two bodies."
Callie looked down as she gulped down a mass of hurt and fear.
"How could he do this?" Mariana shrugged almost in anger.
Callie shook her head slightly. "I don't know."
"He seemed fine, he seemed happy. How can you just go kill innocent people like nothing"
Callie breathed in as Mariana wiped her nose with her hand.
"Hey." Said another voice.
The two girls looked at the door to see Brandon poking his head into the room.
Callie looked up at him. Her eyes set hard on him as her lips parted slightly.
Brandon caught her stare.
"Hey, um, can I talk to you for a sec?"
Callie looked across to Mariana then back to him.
"Yeah." She said as she stood up and began to follow him into his bedroom.
Once they were inside Brandon turned to her nervously.
"Um, um I think we-we need a story."
"A story?" Callie frowned as she stuck her hands into her back pockets.
"Yeah, when moms ask us what happened...we'll just make up something." Brandon declared as he gripped his fingers like he was nervous or something.
Callie looked up him in light shock. "What do you mean?"
"Like we had sex because...we were both drunk or something or that we just wanted to mess up-"
"Drunk? They will never believe that." Callie interrupted like it was the stupidest thing he's ever said.
"Well I don't know, Callie. We can't just tell the truth." Brandon began to get anxious and frustrated that she told in the first place and that she's placed them both in this situation.
"We can't we." Callie shrugged.
Brandon clenched his teeth together as he looked away.
"Why can't we just tell the truth?"
"Because" he began as he stepped forward closer to her. "Do you really think they will allow us to live together if they knew?"
Callie looked into his eyes as tears began to sting hers.
"You just got adopted, Callie." He added more calmly. "Think about it."
Callie looked away from him then found herself sitting down on his bed. It sent memories back of the time she snuck into his room and they both curled up to each other. It was a good memory. It was built on bad and forbidden feelings, but it was still a good memory.
Callie stuck her hands in between her thighs then lowered her head as an empty feeling ached in her stomach.
"I never should of told." She said in an almost whisper.
Brandon looked down at her as he watched her fade away into nothing.
"What's going on?" Asked a voice eager to get an answer.
Callie and Brandon both looked to his bedroom door where Lena was standing. Her eyes were wide with curiosity.
"Uh, we, we were just talking." Brandon nodded.
Lena looked at the two as she sucked on her bottom lip gently trying to decide what to say.
"Um, I should go." Callie said as she got up from the bed and began to walk towards the door not making eye contact with any of them.
Once Callie was out of the room Lena looked to Brandon and crossed her arms.
"She told you?" Lena said like she already knew the answer.
"Told me what?"
Lena sighed realising that he was denying it.
"That we know you two had sex."
Brandon gulped as he looked away.
She shook her head slightly. "I'm not going to start. Mom will be home soon we will discuss it then."
She turned then walked away.
Brandon stood loosely in the centre of his room. He didn't know what to think, what to feel. He wish he could just restart the day.
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