A/N: This is my first Callie/Arizona story and the first story I've actually posted. Any feedback is welcome, reviews are love and constructive criticism is useful. The chapters will get longer, the first one is very short but that's because this story started out as a drabble. Hope you enjoy it!
We're fighting again. It's been happening a lot lately. I can't even remember how this one started. I close my eyes as she continues to rant about something I didn't do or did do, it's hard to keep track these days, and try to think back to where we used to be. When we lived in a happy bubble and it seemed like nothing could touch us. How did we get here? She began acting strange several weeks ago, at first I thought it was just the stress of work getting to her but that usually breezes over after a few days and several boxes of doughnuts. This was different, this stayed and it escalated.
It started with her being constantly irritated and pretty soon she didn't have any time for me at the hospital. The only time I really saw her was at home and even that was rare because she seemed to be working longer and longer hours. I kept telling myself that it's just work, she has a stressful caseload and she'll come talk to me about it when she's ready. That stopped working when she began sleeping at the hospital almost every night for the past week. When she finally came home tonight I dared to think that maybe just maybe she was ready to open up and explain what has been going on but instead here we are standing at opposite sides of the lounge room yelling at each other.
"Are you even listening to me Calliope?" she snaps.
She looks exhausted and I want nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and tell her everything is going to be ok but every time I move towards her she backs away like I have some deadly disease.
"What happened?" I wonder out loud.
She glares at me quizzically as if daring me to continue pointing out the elephant in the room. I continue unable to hold back the pain I've been feeling for the past weeks any longer.
"What happened to us? All we do anymore is fight. That is if you're not too busy avoiding me at the hospital." I say accusingly.
"Oh so it's my fault now?" she challenges, "Well maybe if you weren't always running to her we'd have something to talk about!"
I know immediately she's talking about Addison. She came back to Seattle to help with little Sloan's pregnancy and ended up staying for several months. I know I have been leaning on Addie a fair bit since she got here but she's my best friend. I decide to point this out to Arizona.
"She's my best friend! Of course I'm going to lean on her, that's what best friends do!"
"That's what girlfriends do Calliope! How do you think I feel when every time the slightest thing comes up my girlfriend goes running to someone else? It feels like I'm the only one in this relationship." She pauses sighing.
"So yes I've been avoiding you but it's because every time I look at you I'm reminded that you seem to be more invested in your relationship with Addison then you are with ours!"
By this point several tears are running down her cheeks. I stand there staring at her, the reality of her words slowly hitting me. I search my mind for the words to comfort her to reassure her that I am still one hundred percent in this but all I can think of is how much pain I have caused her.
I look into the blue eyes I love so much as I try desperately to make my mouth work. "I...I'm..." I stutter as I stare into her eyes trying to convey with my eyes what my mouth is unable to. She looks away trying the blink back the tears. She bites her lip, looks back at me briefly before squeezing her eyes shut and shaking her head. With those simple movements I feel my heart shatter, I already know what comes next but it still breaks me as I watch her walk past me, her shoulders slumped in defeat, and out the door.