Another fanfic today! Woo!
Callie emerged from the bathroom and turned off the light behind her. Her movements were slow while she wore a dazed expression on her face. Her new family watched her walk to the living room, climbing onto to the couch next to Jude, who was curled up with Mariana. She situated her, staying completely silent. She made no attempts to look or talk to them, even while they stared. She kept her eyes trained ahead, watching the movie that no one else seemed to interested in.
No matter who asked in her family, she'd dodge their questions about what happened while she was gone, or why one day when Mariana woke up Callie was asleep in her own bed, all her stuff unpacked.
"Callie?" Jude questioned quietly, scooting towards his sister, wrapping his arms around her waist, leaning his head on her. She flinched at the contact she hasn't had in weeks, since the night of the wedding. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned, still feeling guilty about calling her selfish,"Did you get sick again?"
She swallowed deeply and remained silent for a few more moments before nodding her head and whispering, "Yeah buddy, I guess it's the stomach flu again."
"Do you need me to get you anything?" Jesus looked up from his spot on the floor to look at her. Callie's gaze moved back to the TV. Her skin was pale and her eyes were wide as she stared at the white spots above her head. "Callie?" Lena wondered, before nervously glancing at her wife. When she continued to stare ahead, Stef added in, "Callie? Is everything alright?"
"Uh," she ran her hand over Jude's head, messing up his hair gently, "Why don't you go upstairs for a bit, buddy?" She looked at him until he nodded, unwrapping his arms from her and making his way up the steps.
Everyone was on high alert now- The twins, Brandon, Lena and Stef. Stef grabbed the remote and paused the movie, taking Lena's hand in her own, turning all of her attention to their soon to be adopted daughter.
Callie took a deep breath, taking one last glance at the stair case to make sure Jude was out of earshot.
"Uh, while I was, uh, gone," she swallowed averting her gaze from everyone. "I saw Liam." An audible gasp was hear throughout the otherwise silent room.
She glanced up before turning her head to the side momentarily, pursing her lips, blinking back tears.
"Uhm, he raped me again." She nodded sadly, no longer able to keep the tears at bay. She quickly wiped the few tears that managed to escape.
Stef and Lena both rushed over to Callie's side, wrapping her in a "mama sandwich" as she let out a shuddered breath.
Brandon couldn't look at her anymore, "I'm sorry," he stuttered glancing at the floor, feeling guilty. Like he was the reason she left. His mom's had assured him and Jude many times that it was neither of their faults, and of course they still wanted to keep them.
"I'm pregnant."
The words were like a gunshot that ricocheted through the room, as the only sound had been Callie's strangled breathing and Mariana's and the mom's crying.
Everyone froze.
Callie's heart seemed to stop dead in her chest as every nerve in her body went cold. She felt so small, the soothing circles that Lena and Stef had been rubbing on her back had stilled, Brandon had stopped looking at the floor and stared at Callie instead. Mariana's sniffling even quieted, leaving her looking at her new sister with wide eyes. Jesus got up and went upstairs without saying a word when they all heard Jude call to see if he could come down yet. Partially to help and partially because he didn't want to hear about the awful thing Liam did.
"What?" Stef swallowed thickly, grimacing at the rough feeling in her throat. Her voice was choked and foreign to all of their ears, never hearing her talk in a bad situation without being in cop mode, "I- wh-." Her voice gave out, unable to continue.
"I'm late," she whispered, trying to swallow the lump in her throat.
"Have you taken a test?" Mariana asked, hurting even more than when Ana, her birth mom, only wanted her for money. She never expected to grow to love the juvie girl who she was forced to share a room with months ago. Callie shook her head, "So then, there's still a chance you're not pregnant?" Brandon questioned, a sliver of hope-and anger directed towards Liam-detected in his voice.
She shook her head solemnly, making sure her family wouldn't get their hopes up. "I'm over a week late. I keep getting sick," Her breath caught and they could see the wetness glistening in her eyes. "I'm pregnant."
Stef and Lena squeezed her, wrapping their arms around her tighter when they noticed she was having a hard time keeping her tears at bay, motherly instincts kicking in. No one could think of anything to say.
Brandon walked towards the door, grabbing the keys off the table before hollering over his shoulder, "I'm getting a test."
Mariana squinted at the light seeping in through her window. Damn, hadn't she closed the blinds last night?
She threw her comforter off with a huff and grouchily climbed out of bed, turning to make her way to the window.
"Callie?!" She exclaimed, her heart beating faster noticing the sleeping figure in the bed that had been vacant for weeks. When Callie and Jude first came to live with them, she was eagerly anticipating the day they'd leave and she'd have the room to herself again. But while Callie was gone she realized it was nearly impossible to sleep without the whispering between the two girls, or the sound Callie's mattress made when she tossed or shifted in her sleep, or the footsteps of Callie leaving the room every night to get a glass of water when she had a bad dream(which happened more than she would admit- "I'm fine, Mariana, go back to sleep." The silence in the room has been deafening without her.
"Moms!" Mariana yelled, trying and failing to keep her voice steady as she rushed across the room, forgetting the tiredness she felt moments ago. She stood a foot away from Callie's bad, almost like she was afraid to get any closer.
Callie, being the light sleeper she is(she had to be, for her and Jude's sake while in the foster system) was already stirring when the door opened.
"What's wrong baby?" Lena's panic evident in her voice. Stef was close behind, asking what was wrong before both moms let out of gasp.
"Oh my baby," Stef exclaimed kneeling beside the bed, brushing her hand over Callie's head, like she thought she'd disappear any moment.
Lena watched teary eyed, wrapping an arm around a crying Mariana, who was just as happy as she was to have Callie back.
Callie was completely awake now, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes. "Hi," she murmured sheepishly, avoiding eye contact with the crying women in her room.
Jesus and Brandon rushed into the room. Callie heard one of them yell, "What's going on?!" Before Jesus had thrown his arms around her, Mariana quickly following. Jesus pulled away smiling, "Wait till Jude sees you."
"I've got the tests." Brandon said opening the door. "Tests for what?" Jude looked towards the door at him. Mariana and Jesus looked at him wide eyed from the couch. They all glanced at each other, obviously searching for something to say before Jesus interrupted the silence, "We were just finishing the movie. You can put my drivers test on my desk. Callie is with moms in their room."
Thank you Jesus(both of them).
Brandon nodded his head, taking a calming breath as he walked up the steps, knocking lightly on Lena and his moms bedroom door before opening it slowly.
The room was silent, and his heart began to pound even more when he saw the three of them cuddled in bed. Though his moms smiled sadly at him, she made no move to look at him when he slowly sat down on the bed. With gentleness he didn't know he had, he set a hand on her covered leg, which made her flinch. Both he and Stef grimaced, all too aware of why the close contact startled her. "I've got the tests." She reached up and grabbed the bag that he was holding in his hands, but made no move to sit up. Lena had her arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm comfortingly, "Callie, sweetie, you have to take the test."
"I know," she whispered.
Brandon took that as his cue to leave, going to his room and sitting down at his piano. The grim reaper would be glad to know he's had that kind of pain.
"We're going to be right in here." Stef reassured a panicked Callie. A silent tear slipped from her wide eye. "It's going to be fine." Lena added, "You're safe with us, no matter what. Okay?"
Callie nodded and with considerable effort, pushed herself off the bed. Her knuckle was white from gripping the plastic bag so tightly in her hands, and they could both see her hands trembling even as she clutched the bag. "Okay." She nodded and took one last glance at her moms before leaving the room and making her way to the bathroom.
After 15 minutes had passed, Lena and Stef walked towards the bathroom the kids shared and Stef knocked softly,"Callie?" When they received no response, she tried the doorknob and found it unlocked. "We're coming in." They still received no response as she pushed the door open to find Callie sitting on the floor, her back to the wall, and her arms wrapped tightly around her knees that were pulled up close to her, trying to make herself small. Her eyes were glazed over as she stared straight ahead, not daring to glance up at the test that was sitting on the counter. "Have you looked?" Lena wondered aloud.
The panic stricken look on her face told them more than the test could have.
She was pregnant.
Her body remained frozen, closing her eyes and leaning her head against the wall. They sit down on either side of her, saying nothing. "What am I going to do?" Her voice is soft, punctuated by sharp little breaths she uses to gasp for air, trying not to break down. "What do you want to do?" Stef asked the broken girl sitting beside her. Her face crumbled at her words her last resolve finally breaking under the immense weight of the worry she was carrying. The tears fell from her eyes freely now and her entire body shook with loud sobs. Lena pulled her into her arms, allowing her body to curl against hers, "I want to not be pregnant," she cried. "I want it to not be real." She was near hyperventilation, "Not this young. Not with Liam's baby. Not when I'm so fucked up!"
"I know," Stef whispered, rubbing a hand in small comforting motions on her back, trying to console Callie in any way possible. "I know."
and that's the first chapter! Review if you want me to update. Requests are always welcomed.