Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 238

Chapter 238: You Matter To Me 

Brianna

“Leave, I am serious Callan. I can't do this, go figure your shit out with Hannah.”  I was leaning against the door and I could already feel the stupid tears emerging.

“There is no shit with Hannah I don't fucking care about her.” He spat.

“Well, you had no problem cuming inside her. She is probably pregnant with your child, so maybe you should start caring, assholes. Go the fuck away!” I shouted, kicking at the door before bounding into the bathroom. I grabbed a tissue and tried to muffle my crying but I couldn't stop it from coming.

I heard Callan yelling words back to what I said but I couldn't hear what and then I heard Jane yelling that if he broke her door, she would hire a hitman to kill him. That is Jane for you.

“I meant it Callan, I will call Angelo and the guys to come drag you away. Leave Brianna alone.” She warned him seriously.

I had the bathroom door closed and I was sitting against it, hugging my knees to my chest while the silent tears rolled down. I continued to hear the fighting and banging on the door until I heard Jane actually calling her cousin. I think I heard Callan threaten to break the window but the windows are high in the townhouse, so it would be almost impossible for him to find a way into the window without a ladder. He is on her front staircase, leading up to the elevator front door.

“No, he is being a psycho and my neighbors are going to end up calling the police.” I heard Jane's voice coming and going. She must be walking around the house. Why can't people ever stand still while on the phone?  I do it too.

I just continued to hug my knees to my chest and let my tears wet the fabric of my dress. I hated this, I hated this so much.

“No, don't involve Bryce please.” I heard Jane quickly said. 

My heart leaped at the idea. Bryce had seen enough of our drama, I don't want him knowing about this and Jane knows it too. Finally, I heard a light knock on the bathroom door.

“Angelo is going to handle Callan, he will go away and you can stay here and try to process, okay.” She spoke softly to me. She sounded like she was leaning against the door, so when I spoke, our voices were close. 

“Thank you, Jane.” She didn't ask me to come out of the bathroom right away.

Probably because Callan was still out there and she didn't want me hearing him or the chaos of her cousin to get him.

“Oh my goodness!” I heard her exclaim a few minutes later.

I couldn't help myself, so I left the bathroom. What I found was Jane peeking out the front window and flinching or muttering under her breath.

“What is it?” I asked her which made her jump because she clearly hadn't heard me come out.

“Nothing,” she turned from the window. She isn't fooling anybody.

When I looked outside, my eyes went wide. One car was parked beside the curb and I recognized it to be Angelo's car. I could see Gelo trying to reason with Callan, the second car had the doors wide open as though the people just ran out quickly to something. That thing was Callan punching his cousin in the face and flipping another one over the railing when they tried grabbing him and taking him away.

“He is fighting them?” I snapped my neck over to Jane who was shaking her head.

“Babes, that is all those men know how to do.”  I could hear Callan yelling things at them.

“Who the fuck are you to put your hands on me. I am going in whether it is with your head still intact or not.” I left the window and started for the door.

“What are you doing?” Jane asked, quickly following me.

“I am going to put an end to this, this is humiliating and your neighbors probably called the police by now.” She huffed and tried leading me back.

“Callan has the police in his pocket, as for my cousins, they are fine.” She waved it off.

They didn't look fine, everyone had stretched out shirts , one was bleeding from the nose while the other held his head and side from flipping over the railing. Thank goodness, it wasn't from the top of the stairs or he would have really hurt himself.

“No, Jane. This is too much.” I shook my head.

When I swung the front door open, everything paused. I was angry, I was so angry with him for putting on this whole scene like he always does. If he doesn't get his way, he throws tantrums and I am so mad that it had to get to this point.

“Get the fúck off me!” Callan shoved his cousin and came back up the stairs two at a time. He opened the screen door and walked right in, Jane slipped out and started talking to her cousin.

“Do you feel good about yourself? Now that you have caused a scene and hit your cousins. Do you feel better?” I called him out for his ridiculous behavior. He ignored those comments and grabbed my arm to pull me towards him but I shoved him off.

“Listen to me, Brianna. I am not wasting any more time fucking fighting with you. We did this shit for seven months, I am not letting Hannah fuck this up for me.” He surprised me by saying. Still, it didn't take away from the situation. Again, he tried to come near me. I backed away.

“How could you claim her and then have the balls to do it to me again? I am disgusted, do I have to get checked for STDs? Are there others?” I tried not to cry. His face hardened.

“No, I am clean, Brianna. I didn't claim her,  I know what you think it means but it doesn't mean that. Not with her.” He took another step towards me. I held out my hand to stop her.

“Then, why did you do it?” I hissed.

So much for crying, the anger returned to me again. He looked at me and I could tell he didn't know what to say.

“Brianna, I can't explain it to you, I just need you to trust me that it was a mistake and not the same thing we did.” He told me, I laughed. Honestly, I think I might be losing my sanity because I kept laughing.

“You want me to take your word for it? To trust you? Gosh, you are such an asshole, Callan and I am so fucking stupid for trying with you again.” I had to shove him off when he tried stepping past my still extended arm.

He was getting more and more frustrated by the minute, he doesn't like when I don't let him touch me. I can't even stand the thought of it right now.

“Brianna, this was way before you and I had that whole blow out and I am telling you it doesn't fucking mean what you think it does. You can't be mad.” He dared tell me. My jaw dropped and he gritted his teeth, knowing he said the wrong thing.

“I can't be mad? That was our thing, you bastard. I thought it was special, I feel so gross having your tainted cum claiming me and Hannah fucking Vortex. Hannah, the girl whose marriage you stopped, the girl you have fucked pretty consistently over the years! The girl who so clearly fucking likes you!” I was shoving at him again. He let me, he tried catching my hand to talk me down.

“No, don't touch me! Go to her, leave me alone! You can't even address the biggest fucking part of this, she is late, Callan? She could be pregnant!” He flinched at the words.

He doesn't want to think about it, he is making this about the sex not the consequences of that unprotected sex.

“Fuck,” he turned and shoved at his sister's chair. He walked past it and slapped at the wall a few more times.

“I know, Brianna. I know but I need you to understand I didn't fucking claim her, it was for the dumbest fucking reason and I regretted it. I knew the second I did it that it was a mistake.” He whirled around to look at me.

I could feel the expression I was giving him,I looked disgusted and that is because I am.

“Callan, whatever the reason was, you already destroyed that being anything special between us and  now, you probably have a pregnant little girlfriend. So please leave this house, please leave me the fuck alone because I can't take the back and forth anymore. I can't.” My voice dropped again, I was suddenly exhausted.

“Brianna, she isn't my girlfriend nor has she even meant anything to me beyond a convenient fuck. Brianna, you fúcking matter to me. Don't even make me have to say it, because you know it is true. Just.. fuck, just let me handle this, alright?” Again, he tried to approach me.