The Beach

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I do not one the Fosters

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Flashback:

Callie felt her foster brother grab her shirt, pulling her up with it. Callie looked around the beach to see if anyone was there to help her, but she was alone. Once he had got her standing, he dragged her over to the rocks, so if anyone was to come onto the beach they wouldn't be seen. Callie felt him punch her over and over again. She fell to the ground in agony. The sand was moist where she was, she felt him drop down next to her. She felt him cover her tightly with the sand so only her face was left showing. She looked over to see her foster brother picking up a bucket. He put it over her face,

"that is big enough," he mumbled before taking the bucket off her face and standing up.

"Don't you dare move!" he warned. Callie watched him walk down to the sea. She wanted to get out of the sand and run, but because the sand was packed so tightly around her and because of how much pain she was in from all those punches, Callie found she couldn't move, she just lay there crying.

After a while her foster brother came back with the bucket, but now it was filled with water.

"This will teach you not to say no to selling my drugs!" he said. Before Callie new what he was doing, her foster brother but the bucket filled with water over her face. She couldn't breathe! Then she felt something heavy dropped on her stomach and then she heard the loud footsteps of her foster brother running away. Callie was certain she was going to die.

End of Flashback.

Every step Callie took across sand made her tears fall faster. Every breathe she took she could feel the agonising pain again. Seeing that she was almost where the rest of her family was sanding, Callie hurriedly wiped the tears away, then she looked down so no one would see that she had been crying. Callie put the things she had been carrying down, and sat down a little distance from everyone else so she could see what was happening. Jude, Jesus, Brandon and Marina were all taking off their clothes revealing bathing suits underneath. Everyone had put the sun cream on in the car so no one had to worry. Then Callie watched them grab floats and surfboards and run into the sea. Callie turned to see Lena and Stef whispering to each other, Stef gave a nod and Lena took off her clothes so she was just in a bathing suit and ran in after them. Callie then realised they must have been deciding which one of them should stay with her. Immediately Callie felt guilty.

"You can go in to I don't mind being alone." Callie said in barley a whisper. But in truth, Callie was absolutely terrified of staying alone on the beach, but she didn't want to seem weak and she defiantly didn't want to ruin anyone's day.

"No I want to stay with my Callie girl," Stef said with a warm smile, "Come sit next to me," she patted the space beside her. Callie let out a sigh of relief and moved to sit next to Stef. Stef put her arm around her and pulled her in close, she lightly kissed her forehead.

"Baby I saw you crying. Are you ok?" Stef whispered. Callie pulled away from Stef immediately, she had never shown her foster moms any sign of weakness. Feeling herself go into a panic attack. She started trying to slow her breathing down again.

Stef watched all this in shock, Callie pulling away from her, the fear spreading over the girls face and then her breathing starting to quicken. As soon as Stef realised that Callie was having a panic attack, Stef pulled her close again. Putting Callie's head on her chest she whispered to her,

"Follow my breathing sweetheart." After a while Callie's breathing slowed to her regular pace, and then to her sleeping pace. Looking down, Stef noticed that Callie had fallen asleep against her. Stef lied back on the blanket, carefully trying not to wake Callie. Stef wondered why Callie was acting so strange.

As Callie began to dream she once again found herself living the nightmare, she had already lived through.