I can't believe he showed up at Wyatt's party… how did he even know I was there? The thought terrified Callie; she could already feel the fear in the bottom of her stomach. It was then Wyatt's voice ripped her from her thoughts.

"Are you okay Callie? Who was that guy before?" She stopped walking, looked up at Wyatt, she thought she could trust him, she wanted to trust him; but she'd been wrong before. Trusting people is what got her into this situation and she would be damned if she would let it happen again. They were at the bottom of her street now and all she wanted to do was to get Mariana indoors, safe in bed and for herself to crawl into her bed.

"He's no one Wyatt, thanks for walking us home but I can take it from here"

"Don't shut me out Callie, you were scared of that dude! Tell me who he is!"

"Goodnight Wyatt" Callie almost shouted as she grabbed Marianas arm and led her down the street towards the house. She looked back at Wyatt as she began to walk; he was already walking away from them shaking his head, muttering under his breath. Callie sighed. Why can't I just catch a break? "C'mon Mariana, lets get you home"

"Mariana be quiet! Your moms are going to kill you if they know you've been drinking!" Callie whispered, but it was too late. Stef and Lexi's mom had already seen them.

It was worse than she could have imagined, Stef knew Mariana was drunk the moment she stepped into the room, as much as she tried to get Mariana out of the way, it was too late. Lexi's parents had invited Mariana to their church retreat, and after that, it was game over for Jesus and Lexi. Marianas words could still be heard echoing through the room. "Wait, you're going to let them stay together when you know they're having sex?!" Callie wasn't sure what was worse. The looks on the Rivera's faces, or the complete silence that had come over the room. Lexi looked close to tears. Whichever it was, dinner was most certainly over.

After the Rivera's had left, Jesus stormed upstairs whilst Stef and Lena helped Mariana to her room. She couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but whatever lecture Mariana was getting right now would be 100 times worse tomorrow morning. It had been a LONG day, Callie wanted nothing more than to curl up and sleep, maybe tomorrow would be better? With that in mind she grabbed a glass and filled it with water, grabbed 2 painkillers and went upstairs. Just as she was about to go into the room she shared with Mariana she was collared by Lena and Steph.

"Callie, thank you for not drinking and bringing her home safe; but if this ever happens again please call me" Stefs voice was stern, but without blame. They knew before they asked that it was Mariana's idea to go to the party. Callie nodded in agreement and went to walk past them but Stef caught her arm.

"Are you okay, love? You look upset?" That unsettling feeling crept up from the pit of Callie's stomach.

"I, I'm fine. Tired. Been a long night you know?" She couldn't help but almost trip over the words coming out of her mouth. She was far from okay. Lena and Stef were looking at her with concern; even in the short amount of time she'd spent with them they could still see right through her and they knew when she was lying.

"Okay, well we'll let you get some sleep. Goodnight love" She gave an appreciative look towards Stef, then to Lena; that was one of the things she was growing to like about Stef and Lena. They knew when to just leave things alone, and right now that's what she needed.

"Goodnight" she whispered and entered her and Marianas room, placing the painkillers and water on Marianas bedside table. "You'll probably want those tomorrow, goodnight Mariana." Finally she thought. Just as she was getting ready, her phone buzzed.

From WYATT: Just saw the party photos. Cool. She gave a sad smile towards her phone. She did like Wyatt, a lot. But was she ready to trust him?

To WYATT: Thanks for walking us home. Callie locked her phone, put it on her bedside and settled into her bed, thankful that she could finally rest. Her phone buzzed once more before she could drop off, and thinking Wyatt had messaged goodnight she looked.

Instagram: Isn't that the tree outside your bedroom window?

Fear. That's what had taken ahold of Callie. A deeply rooted fear, caused by one boy she trusted too much. Oh how naïve she was. She jumped up and looked out of her window towards the very tree now displayed on her phone screen, and for a split second she thought she could see a shadow next to it. She let out the tiniest gasp, and she could feel a tear run down her face. Backing away from the window she sat down on the end of her bed; she looked down at her phone and clicked on the users profile. The first photo that popped up was of a good-looking, blonde haired boy. Shaking, she managed to close the app and lock her phone. As she lay in her bed, there was only one thought running though her head. Liam. Then came the nightmares.