"Go ahead and get in the shower Callie, I will get the towels out of the dryer and bring one up for you."

Callie shook her head, grabbing her pajamas out of the dresser. It had been a long day and Callie just wanted to take a nice warm shower and curl up in bed, underneath her warm, soft blankets.

Callie was lost in thought, as she tuned the water on and stepped into the shower forgetting to make sure the water had warmed up first. When the water hit her back, she jumped in surprise. The water was ice cold, she had accidentally turned the faucet the wrong way.

Callie went to turn the nob so that the water would heat up, but she was hit with a wave of anxiety as she started to flashback to one of her previous foster homes when her and Jude where little.

She has only been staying with the Fosters for a week. She already had a strong connection with them and that scared her. It's a terrifying experience for a young girl, who doesn't even remember what it feels like to be loved. It's a war going on inside of her head, debating whether or not to let them in and let them love her. Yeah, they seemed nice, but so had everyone else and all that ever ended up happening was Callie getting hurt, and breaking a little more inside every time.

All of the thoughts running through her head, started triggering her anxiety.

Callie sat on the bathtub floor, in the corner, with her knees puled tightly to her chest. She started rocking back and forth, as her mind filled with flash backs. She missed Stef knocking on the door.

Stef walked into the bathroom after getting no answer. "Callie sweets I brought you a towel I'm going to put it on the counter." No reply.

"Callie, are you ok?"

Stef began to worry when she was still getting no answer, she pulled the shower curtain open.

"Oh, Callie Baby" Stef quickly turned the water of and knelled on the floor. "Callie love, what's wrong?" Stef got no reply so she gently shook Callie's shoulder.

"No I'm sorry I won't do it again."

"Hey, hey Callie look at me baby, it's ok, you're ok.

Callie looked up, with tears falling down her cheek. "I'm sorry"

"There's nothing to be sorry for Callie."

After a few minutes of trying to consult Callie, she was till in a hysterical state, Stef took Callie's shoulders to turn the girl around, her back facing herself. "Turn around love" Stef noticed when Callie stiffened at the touch, and slightly jerked away.

"It's ok sweets, I'm just going to wash your hair."

Stef rinsed Callie's hair with water and started, gently washing her hair in silence. She was going to try to talk to Callie, but heard her crying, and decided to wait.

Callie didn't know whether she should let Stef wash her hair or not, but it felt really nice and helped calm her down a little bit. Callie remembered when her mom used to wash her hair. Thinking about her mom made her cry even harder.

When Stef was done rinsing the shampoo out of Callie's hair, she grabbed the towel of the counter and wrapped it around Callie's shoulders. "Ok love stand up." Stef helped Callie out of the shower wrapping the towel around her tightly.

"No please, I'm sorry."

"Callie sweetie it's ok, I'm not going to hurt you."

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Please I don't want to do this."

Stef moved against the wall and sat down, pulling Callie into her side. Callie pulled away from her touch frantically.

"No I'll be good I promise, please don't touch me."

"Callie baby listen to me sweetheart your safe, no one can hurt you here. I've got you"

Callie struggled against Stef's grasp for 15 minutes before calming down a little bit, and falling into her side from exhaustion. Stef held Callie in her arms gently rocking her, and playing with her hair.

"Callie sweets, do you want to talk about it?"

"I don't know."

"You can tell me anything, you can trust me and Lena, and come to us with anything."

"I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't know… everything I guess."

"You have nothing to be afraid of anymore. What were you thinking about Callie, who hurt you?"

Callie hesitated for a while. She had only known the fosters for a week, but she already felt like she could trust them, and she wanted so badly to open up to them and tell them all of her secretes that she has kept built up inside for so long.

"My foster father, he umm… he would put me in the shower with freezing cold water, and he umm…"

"It's ok, take your time."

Stef's heart was already breaking for the young girl siting in her arms, the girl who was failed by the system and has gone through more than any 16 year old should.

"He would hold my head under the water, sometimes until I passed out. Then he… He t, touched me." Callie began sobbing in Stef's arms.

"Callie my sweet girl, you need to know that none of this is your fault, I will never let anyone ever hurt you like that again, and as long as you are under this roof you are safe."

"I can still feel it, I can still feel him."

"Just let it all out." Stef sat with Callie in her arms letting her cry out some of the pain that she had been keeping inside for so long.

After an hour of crying Callie was physically, and emotionally exhausted. Stef helped Callie get in her pajamas, and tucked her into bed. Callie had spent 16 years of her life with no one to talk to, keeping secretes, and hiding her pain. It may take a long process to get Callie to open up but Stef Knew Callie and Jude where not going anywhere anytime soon.

What are some things you would like me to write about, that happened to Callie in the past?

Input on the story would be appreciated.