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Chapter 6
"Oh my god Callie she didn't!" Arizona struggled to keep her laughter contained when Callie told her a funny story.
"Yep, she literally dropped a kidney on the floor and my boss at the time, Dr. Webber, called 5 second rule!" By that time, Arizona was hysterical and her and Callie fell onto the floor in a fit of laughter.
Over the last few weeks, the two had become incredibly close. Every second they didn't spend at school was spent with each other. If not with each other, then they were texting or on the phone. Everyone had noticed that they'd gotten really close, but didn't think anything of it. ...Unless you were Mark Sloan or Teddy Altman.
The two were pulled out of their laughing spells by Mark Sloan who unceremoniously barged in carrying take out bags. "You're a lifesaver, thanks Mark!" Callie beamed at her best friend while Arizona snorted; not going unnoticed by Mark or Callie. It wasn't that Arizona didn't like Mark, there was just something non platonic between Callie and Mark and it almost made her sick to her stomach. She didn't like it when Callie talked to her about dating, or when she mentioned Mark.
Both adults stopped their conversation and looked to Arizona who simply shrugged her shoulders and began eating her Chinese. Mark exchanged a look with Callie, who gave him a bemused look in response. What was going on with Arizona? Callie had to admit, lately Mark had been a bit clingy because of his breakup with his girlfriend, but she didn't understand why Arizona would be repulsed by him whenever he came around. Arizona was her student.
The room was now quiet and Arizona, now finished with her food was sitting on Callie's couch, not giving Mark the time of day. A few seconds later, Arizona's phone rang and when she answered, Jackson Avery's voice filled the room. "Hey Zona, it's me. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come over and study. I'm sure we won't get much done but when I'm through with you..." Arizona had been fumbling around with her frozen screen to try to turn the speaker off, but she couldn't seem to unfreeze her phone. When she looked up, she found a shocked Mark Sloan, mouth slightly open and an even more shocked Callie. Even hurt. "Yeah, I'll be there."
Mark said a silent agreement to Callie that he was going to leave in order to allow Callie some time alone with Arizona. "Do you have to go right now?"
"Yeah, he sounded like he really needed to study."
Callie snorted. "Yeah, totally."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Now Arizona was getting mad. Why did Callie care about who she hung out with?
"Nothing Arizona. Just go. I'll see you at school tomorrow."
"Fine, I will." She grabbed her things and slammed the door behind her, making Callie jump.
Callie didn't know what she was going to do. Mark came back in and sat down next to her, cradling her in his arms. "She slammed your door pretty hard. You okay?"
"I guess." By then, the tears had begun to pour down her face, she was now freely sobbing into Mark. "I can't stand the thought of her with Jackson. And I'm so stupid, I thought we had something. Look at me, 30 years old, pining over my student. I go to sleep at night thinking of her, I think about her more than I do anything else. She deserves better than Jackson, he just wants a quick fuck. What is this?"
"Uh...Callie?"
"What?"
"You love Arizona."
Did she love Arizona? Yes, sometimes she joked with herself about it, but was she truly in love with Arizona? If she did, she sure as hell didn't want to find out.
"You asked me to study but I forgot my textbook. Can we use yours?" Arizona sat on Jackson Avery's bed next to him. She went over his house not only to study, but apologize for leading him on. She hadn't kissed him, but merely played into his sexual jokes by laughing or blushing. Even if she was gay, part of her loved the attention because she hoped it would eventually make Callie jealous. Unfortunately, Arizona couldn't decipher whether Callie was upset because she ditched Avery for her, or because Callie was jealous. Doubting it even though it was so very obvious, she assumed that Callie was just upset that Arizona was ditching her for Jackson Avery... not jealous.
Right now, Jackson was not getting the point. Arizona knew he was being suggestive but not this suggestive. It wasn't until he leaned in to kiss her that she stopped him. "Jackson, I think we should talk."
The horny teenage boy continued his pursuit, grabbing Arizona's face and leaning in closer, pulling her with him. Realizing he wasn't going to stop if she didn't do something, she gently but firmly pushed him away. When she was greeted with eyes full of confusion and disappointment, she just jumped right in. "I don't like you in a romantic way. I'm sorry I led you on."
"What do you mean you don't like me?"
"It's not that I don't like you...I just don't like your type." She hoped Jackson would get what she was trying to say and not cause more problems.
"Is it 'cause I'm black?"
Arizona would've laughed if it wasn't such a serious situation. "Jackson, I'm gay."
She didn't need to hear anything else. It was late that night and she really needed to sleep. If she went home, her parents would only worry and speculate. There was only one place she could go. ...One place she wanted to go.
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Callie stood, leaning on the island in her kitchen playing with the glass of wine she had poured for herself. Mark said she had been such a downer because she missed Arizona, but she had protested. Now she wasn't so sure. Whenever she turned on the tv, there was something romantic on and guess who she thought about? Arizona. She even thought about Arizona when she was in the shower and she touched herself. God, she loved to touch herself and think about Arizona. It had become her second favorite thing to do, besides talk to Arizona. It was then that she heard a knock on her door, pulling her out of her deliberations. Sipping the last of her wine, she across the room and opened the door.
There stood Arizona Robbins, more beautiful than ever. She didn't look any different than she had when she left Callie a couple hours ago but Callie still thought Arizona was stunning. She'd never admit it to anyone other than herself, but she thought the more times she looked at Arizona, she was even more beautiful than before.
"Hey Callie."
"Hey Arizona! Come in." She knew she was overdoing it, but she needed to show Arizona that her leaving didn't disappoint her. "You can have a seat and i'll fix us something to drink."
"Okay thanks."
The silence in the room was unbearable. As Callie made her and Arizona two smoothies, she couldn't help but want to ask about Jackson. She didn't care about Jackson himself, she just cared whether him and Arizona were dating or not. Was she ready to know? It didn't matter because before she could stop herself, there she was... asking about Jackson Avery. "How was your study session with Jackson?"
Arizona rolled her eyes at Callie, as if Callie knew what she was going to say. "It was terrible. Boring. We got into a little disagreement and I don't think we're gonna ever talk again. It's whatever."
"That's great!" Oh crap. Did she say that out loud. She looked at Arizona, she was met with blue eyes staring at her incredulously. "I mean... it's great that you found that out before things got serious."
Arizona chuckled. "Things would've never gotten serious, I mean have you seen him? He's a manwhore."
"Yeah, but didn't you like him?" She tried to ask in the most nonchalant way, not wanting Arizona to know why she was really asking.
"Not really. He wasn't my type."
"What is your type?" Callie handed Arizona her smoothie, then set hers down on the coffee table. She made herself comfortable, making eye contact with Arizona, waiting for the blondes response.
"I like brunettes. Tall brunettes with brown eyes. I'm not prejudice or anything, but I prefer Mexicans." Arizona noticed Callie's reaction. The Latina's eyes had darkened, now almost black. Was she playing with fire?
Callie shifted in her seat. Was Arizona flirting with her? Straight eighteen-year-olds do not flirt with their Lesbian thirty-year-old teachers. Shaking her head, almost to erase the thought from her mind, her eyes met with Arizona's. The blonde wasn't smiling, but Callie could tell that she was smirking internally. "Callie?"
"What?"
"Can we go to bed?"
"Sure."
After Arizona headed to Callie's guest room, that had now basically became Arizona's room whenever they had sleepovers, Callie decided she'd clean up.
"I'm in so deep right now." Sighing, she finished up the dishes and headed to her room. It didn't take long for her to close her eyes and fall into a deep slumber.
Callie woke up, startled, to the sounds of screams in her guest room. Glancing at the clock, she groaned when she realized it was 2 in the morning. She was even more afraid for Arizona, who was screaming so loudly it woke her up from her sleep. She ran to Arizona's room and her eyes were immediately glued to the sight of Arizona kicking and screaming.
"No, Tim don't go! I won't let you go anywhere! Tim, please!" Arizona was having a nightmare. Her face was ridden with pain; her hair also matted to her face due to the beads of sweat on her face.
Callie walked over to the still asleep blonde, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder and shaking her, trying to coax her out of her nightmare. "Arizona, wake up, it's Callie. You were having a nightmare."
At the sound of Callie's voice, Arizona's frantic movements stilled and it was then that she started sobbing. The teacher pulled Arizona into her arms, quieting her cries. Placing a soft kiss to her forehead, she spoke. "Are you okay?"
Arizona nodded. "Yes, I'm okay. Thank you Callie."
"Are you gonna be able to go to sleep?" She knew she should ask Arizona what her dream was about, but knowing the blonde all too well, she knew she'd achieve better results if she asked the next morning.
"I think so."
Callie let go of Arizona and went to leave. Well, tried to leave. She felt Arizona's arm on her's. "Callie?"
"Yes, Arizona?" Callie was anticipating what was going to come spilling out of Arizona's mouth, popping the pretty pink bubble they'd been floating in.
"Can I sleep with you tonight? Like next to you?"
She should say no, that she doesn't think it's a good idea. That'd be the adult thing to do, but if she said that, she might give Arizona the idea that something non platonic was going on between them and she needed to make sure Arizona knew there wasn't. "Sure. Come on." Grabbing the blonde's hand, she led her to her bedroom. When Arizona was in a settled, Callie got in on her side.
If either of the two had to describe the silence that filled the room, awkward would be an understatement. Arizona had no idea what to do or say, so she decided she'd do what always makes her feel better. "Wanna go to the beach with me?"
Callie shifted so she could look at Arizona. Even though Arizona couldn't see Callie's face, she sensed the perplexed look Callie had on her face. "Whenever I'm upset, I pretend I'm at the beach. Sometimes Teddy goes with me, but since she's not here, I was wondering if you'd like to."
"Arizona, I'd be honored. What do I have to do?" Callie had no idea how this was going to work, but she figured she'd trust Arizona.
Arizona laced Callie's hand in her's and scooted closer to Callie. "Close your eyes and relax." A sigh filled the room as Callie felt all tension in Callie's hand leave. "Now, picture yourself on the beach, either playing in the sand making a sand castle, under an umbrella drinking Sangrias, or getting your feet wet, it doesn't matter. Think of a perfect day at the beach, calm the waves."
Callie and Arizona simultaneous deep breath. They both didn't know this, but they both pictured each other on the beach in bathing suits, just loving each other. Callie pictured Arizona running through the water towards her, in a blue bikini with polka dots. Arizona saw Callie in a chair under an umbrella, sipping a Sangria then licking her lips, much like she did when eating her salad.
"My brother, Timothy, he's a marine. When he told me he enlisted, I was absolutely furious with him. I was proud of course, but people died over there. He is my rock, and I can't and I won't live without him." The room stayed silent as she continued. "When we dropped him off at the airport, I snapped. Up until he left, I put on a smile and acted like I was alright. When it was his time to leave, I was kicking and screaming as my dad had to carry me out of the airport. I need a minute to miss my brother."
When the room stayed silent, Arizona felt dejected, as if she had overshared.
"Arizona, I'm so sorry that happened to you. I know you must miss your brother. Have you wrote him?"
"Yeah I have a few times, but usually I'm just too angry to go back to acting as if we're still best friends whoever."
"It's something you should think about. When you decide you want to, let me know and I'll be there when you do."
"Callie?"
"Yeah?"
"You're my best friend."
Callie brought Arizona's hand up to her lips and kissed it, the sound music to Arizona's ears. "You're mine too."
Both women fell asleep thinking about each other at the beach. That night, Callie knew whether she loved Arizona or not.