Disclaimer: I wish it was mine but it is not. I've never mentioned this before but this story is not beta-ed and every mistake is mine and mine alone.

Callie's POV

It took quite a bit of time before I felt I could talk without screaming. All I wanted was to run up to my room and cry. I took several deep breaths and began.

I directed my words toward Natalie, "I already know that dad doesn't have a problem with having a gay daughter so I know that the 'we' really means you." Natalie had the scariest face I had ever seen on her "I just want to know which is the part that bothers you, me having a girlfriend or that my girlfriend is Arizona." With every word her face got angrier and angrier. In turn, my voice only got louder.

I could tell Nattie was trying her best to keep everything in, but I could see her wall cracking, "All of it bothers me, all of it." To my surprise her first words came out as calm as mine had, she was trying. "From what I could tell, Arizona is a great person b..but you're straight. I mean you're pregnant with George's baby for Christ sake."

Now I could understand where she was coming from. She was right in her thinking, I'd had sex with George and then she finds out I'm a lesbian now. I put a lot on her plate but I did expect that she would understand.

"Mom, I didn't choose to like her. It's like when you look at dad, you smile like you haven't seen him in years. That's what I look like when I'm in just the same room as Arizona. When we're together," I was smiling and I let out a small sigh "when we're together, mom, I feel on top of the world, like nothing can get to me. It's like I'm floating on air just thinking about her."

I paused for a little so that my words had some time to sink in. The look on my mother's face showed nothing, and it scared me more than the anger had. "I know you don't approve but if you had met someone like dad and it had been a woman, what would you have done? Would you have passed up on true love just because it wasn't exactly ideal? I love you both but…I won't stop seeing Arizona just because it's not wht you want or approve of." As hard as I tried, I couldn't keep one stray tear from rolling down my face and onto my clothes.

Through blurry eyes I saw Natalie put her head in her hands. Next thing I knew, she was standing up and walking up to her room. That's when I just let the tears fall. I didn't care anymore. I didn't care that Mike just stood there not knowing if he should follow his wife or pull me into his arms. I didn't care that this might be my last night with the Warren's. I didn't even care when Mike actually did go upstairs after a small kiss on my forehead. I just didn't care.

I couldn't handle the stuffy room anymore and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed two post-it notes, wrote 'I have my phone. I'll be back.' on both, left one on the kitchen table and quietly stuck the other on my bed. I grabbed my favorite jacket and my cell phone before leaving through the back door. I first thought I would go back over to the playground but I didn't want to make the trek at 11 o'clock at night in the dark, so I just sat on the back porch.