I looked over the text multiple times.
"Who is it? Brandon asked
I debated in my head whether or not to show him the text.
"Well?" he asked with a concerned expression on his face
I finally decided that I can trust Brandon. I still hesitated, but then I handed him my phone. He took the phone and read it. As he read the text, his face turned from concerned to posses in seconds.
"I'm gonna kill him, I swear." I said as he walked back and forth in the living room
"No I swear to god. The next time I see him, he's dead"
"Brandon calm down" I grabbed his arm and he stopped pacing, but he still had the most pissed off expression ever. It was actually scaring me. His anger was scarring me. "Brandon, please stop."
"Well what do expect me to do, not be pissed! This Liam guy just won't leave you alone! Every time life starts to get better, he has to come in and ruin it all! He hurt you and he took away your innocence and I hate him for that!" He yelled at me. I was beyond scarred.
I got so scarred that I started to back away from him. Then his screaming started to bring back memories.
I was 6 years old. I was sitting in my bedroom with 4 year old Jude. We were playing patty cake. Then I heard shouting coming from downstairs. It sounded like my parents.
"John, you're drunk!" I heard my mom yell
"So what!" my father yelled back
I quietly opened my door and tiptoed into the hallway, and went to the top of the stairs. My parents were at the bottom of the stairs. I saw my parents, but they didn't see me.
"I hate that you are like this 24/7! I hate that our children have to see it!" she yelled
"I don't give a shit about what I do in front of the kids!" he yelled
"You are the worst father and husband ever! I wish my children had a better father! I wish I had a better husband! What happen to the man I married 7 years ago! I can't be around you and anymore, and my children can't be around you anymore! We are leaving!" She turned around and was about to walk away when he grabbed her arm, spun her around, and slapped her.
She fell on the floor cupping her cheek with tears in her eyes. "You will not leave me!" He yelled, "you are staying here do you understand me!"
I quickly got up and went back to my room where Jude was playing with one of my dolls.
---End Of Flashback---
That was the day right before the car accident that my father was drunk driving and killed my mom.
I continued to step backwards as tears threatened to fall, but I held them in as best as I can.
This. This right here. When Brandon was screaming at me. It scarred me. It was a whole other side of him that I never thought was there. I didn't like this side.
Brandon then realized what was happening and his expression soften.
"Callie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-" he said walking towards me but I interrupted him
"No" I said shaking my head
"Please Callie, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that I hate the fact that someone wants to hurt you. I couldn't bare with myself if something happened to you." he said coming towards me then pulling me into a hug. I felt his moist lips on my forehead. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him in tighter.
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What if Stef was the one who caught the kiss, not Jude. Will she supportive of the relationship or will she kick Callie and Jude out like they thought.