Hey wonderful readers. I know I have been lacking on posting for a while, but I have been going through some things and haven't had a lot of time. Plus, I am still deciding where I want to go with my other stories. However, I had this idea in my head of Callie getting hurt and going to a bar to cope with her feelings.
It will probably be a 2-shot story unless it goes somewhere further than I have in my head.
Thanks for waiting. I promise to have some updates for my other stories soon.
"Girl, you're crazy." Daphne said as she finished wiping off one of the tables before closing for the night. She and Callie were finishing up a 6 hour shift and both were quickly cleaning so they could leave.
"I'm not even really theirs." Callie explained. "Even if I wanted to be apart of their family, there are so many complications it's not even worth that false hope, ya know?"
"Yeah I get it." Daphne sympathized. "But at least they treat you good."
Callie nodded as she began to close the register and lock up. "Yeah. They've been great for me and Jude."
"Just do me a favor and don't give up on them yet. ok?" She asked, stopping to look Callie in the eyes.
Callie made a face at her friend. "Ok! Gosh" She chuckled. "No need to go all eye crazy on me."
Both girls laughed as they finished and were finally able to lock up and go home.
"How you gettin' home?" Daphne asked.
"Walk. It's only 4 blocks." She stated.
Daphne raised her eyebrows. "And Stef and Lena are ok with that?"
Callie hung her head. She knew they hated her walking home alone at night and had offered to pick her up after work, but she ensured them that she could get a ride home and that she would text them when she left, hoping that gesture would ease their discomfort. "They said it's fine." She said quickly as she threw a hand up to wave bye to her friend. "I'll text you tomorrow."
"Be careful, girl."
"You too." the teen replied before turning to face the sidewalk. Callie was used to walking and being in frightening places alone, so the walk wasn't a bother to her. She sent her moms a quick text saying she was on her way home.
As she turned the first corner, she suddenly stopped and spun around. "Hello?" She called out into the night. When she received no answer, she turned back forward and continued walking, her pace picking up slightly.
The hairs at the back of the girl's neck stood up, however, a few minutes later causing Callie to stop once more and listen. She turned around quickly, but once again saw nothing.
Get it together, Callie. She thought to herself as she shook her head and continued to walk. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following her.
Callie quickly turned another corner but was halted when she heard a distinct call of her name. The girl was frozen in fear.
"Callie, Callie, Callie." The voice continued and the girl's face paled as she recognized the voice. It was Liam.
She slowly turned around and was met with the face of someone who she had hoped she would never have to see again. "Gettin' a little spooked there?" He asked with a smug smile.
"Leave me alone." Callie said when she could finally find her voice.
"Aww what's the matter? Don't you remember the fun we used to have?" He asked, inching his way closer to the teen.
Callie backed up in sync with his foreword movements as she shook her head. "Please, Liam. I won't tell anyone that we talked, just please let me go home." It was not like Callie to beg, but she was in a state of pure fear and hoped that she could get out of it with a little pleading.
"You think I care if you tell people we talked? Tell the whole damn world! I don't care!" He laughed at the thought then reached out and grabbed her arm tightly. "Do you know the things I could do to you?" He growled. "I don't care if the whole world knows what I could do to you."
Callie felt a wave of nausea come over her as she realized what was happening. No! Not again! This can't be happening again. She thought as Liam pulled her with him towards an abandoned part of the street. He dragged her into an area surrounded by bushes and trees and put his hand over her mouth when she began to whimper. "Don't even think about screaming. Or you won't be the only Jacob to land in the hospital." Callie's eyes went wide. She knew he was talking about Jude. She couldn't let him touch her brother so she nodded her head.
"Good girl." He said as he stroked her face.
"Why?" She asked in almost a whisper.
"Why?" He echoed. "Because you ruined my life. You get my and my family into legal trouble. Do you know how much those lawsuits cost my family? And now we're being watched."
He continued to babble on about his family's struggles as he pushed Callie to the ground. "So you awk why? Well I ask why not?"
"Hey babe" Lena said as her wife walked into the kitchen.
"Yes, my love." Stef replied, opening the fridge and grabbing a beer before opening it, sitting down at the table and looking at her wife.
"Have you seen Callie?"
Stef bit her bottom lip as she thought "Umm I believe her shift was over at 8. Isn't it on the calendar?" She asked, getting up to check the calendar they had hanging on the wall. It listed every one of their children's schedules.
"Yeah. She texted my a little after 8 saying she was on her way home." Lena answered. "But it's already 8:45"
"Maybe she got held up. Or went to get ice cream or something." Stef said quickly, knowing what thoughts were going through her wife's head.
"She would've told me." She replied, looking at her phone, her face full of worry.
Stef held up her hand and reached in her pocket to find her own phone. "I'll check." She said as she pulled up her find my phone app.
Lena moved over to her wife's side as she looked at the location of her daughter's phone.
"What the hell?" Stef asked as she stood up and went to grab her keys and jacket.
"What, Stef?" Lena asked anxiously. "Where is she?"
Stef turned around and showed her wife the phone. "What the hell is she doing at a bar?"
