Once my 3-hour long blood transfusion is over, I let Jason back into the room. I'm absolutely terrified. Not to mention the pain still in my stomach.
"Hey, what was all the fighting with Mariana? I thought you two were close."
"Yeah we are, it was just a one-off."
"And who's Rachel?"
"Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about, Rachel. She's the adopted daughter of this couple that I stayed with before I came to live with the Adams-Fosters."
"So?"
"The dad was a really bad guy and I had to run away, and I had to go through this whole court case trial thing, he's in prison now but basically I've been hanging out with Rachel a lot."
"And your foster family are mad at you for that?"
"Yeah but, Jason, I've been lying to you." He takes my hands.
"Whatever it is you can tell me." I have to pull away from him.
"The night you had dinner at the Fosters, and Brandon said that stuff about me being gay, I thought you would want to end it with me for sure. So, I ran to the beach and I met Rachel and... we kissed, and we've sort of been dating since then, she thought I ended it with you."
"You cheated on me?" He looks shell-shocked.
"I'm so sorry, I do still like you, but I just don't know what's gotten into me," I take off the necklace he gave me and hold it out to him, "Here, you should take this back. He snatches it out of my hand and storms out, slamming the door behind him. It hurts me to see him so heartbroken, but it would have been worse if I let it go on any longer. I let myself cry over him, well I convince myself I'm crying over him when really, I just want Rae. But I'll have to tell her I lied to her too, what if she reacts as bad as Jason did? Then I'll have lost them both.
"Hey, Gracie?" Jude comes into my room. "I saw Jason leave, he looked pretty bummed."
"I had to be honest with him." I cry. Jude comes and sits next to me, he puts his arm around me.
"It's for the best, are you going to talk to that girl again?"
"I don't know, I mean, I want to, I really like her. But she's in a lot of trouble now so I don't even know how I would reach her."
"Doesn't it make you feel different about her, knowing what she did to Callie?"
"Callie hit Rachel too, but yeah I guess it does. I didn't know she was capable of something like that. I'm sorry Jude."
"Why are you sorry?"
"Since the second I got here I've just caused so much drama."
"There's always drama at our house, if you weren't here, one of us would probably be in hospital or juvie or something. That's just the way we work."
"Gracie," Lena comes in, "Doctor Graves wants to talk, Bubba can you wait outside?" She asks Jude, Doctor Graves comes in and takes Jude's place next to me.
"You feeling any better? The painkillers fading yet?"
"I feel well I guess, but the pain is still pretty bad yeah."
"Okay I'll get you on some more painkillers ASAP, so here's the situation, you're internal bleeding is still pretty bad, and we did what we could to stop it when you arrived, but I think I'd like to go back in and properly fix it, is that okay with you?"
"Yeah that's fine, I just want to go home. Lena? Is it okay if I have the surgery?" She nods, but I can tell she's worried about all the medical bills.
"Fantastic, don't eat anything from now onwards, and we'll get you into theatre tomorrow morning." He nods and smiles and leaves the room.
"Lena, is Mariana still here? I need to apologise."
"She's back home, but you'll see her tomorrow."
"What about Callie? Is she still being detained?"
"Uh no, she's actually here, on another ward. She hit her head pretty hard and has a mild concussion."
"From Rachel?" Lena nods. "God, this is all my fault."
"Don't worry about it, you get some sleep. We have to get home now, but we'll be back before you know it okay?" She kisses my head.
I don't want to be left alone here, but I understand she has to take the others home and she can't leave them home alone. I mean, she probably could, Brandon's old enough to be responsible, maybe he's staying at Courtney's tonight. I guess I'm not really here, Stef's here with Callie. I make sure Lena and the others really are gone and I get out of bed and go into the hallway, I want to go see if Callie's okay but I'm not very good at sneaking around. One of the nurses comes over to me.
"Can I help you?" She folds her arms.
"I just want to go and see my foster sister." At first, it looks like she's gonna send me back to bed, but I guess she can see that I really need to see her.
"Okay, you shouldn't be on foot though, we don't want you blacking out again." She brings me a wheelchair with a pole coming off the top, for my IV bag. "Do you know where she is?"
"No, she hit her head, what ward would that be?"
"What's her name?"
"Callie Adams-Foster." The nurse goes over to her desk and quickly types up Callie's name and finds her within a few minutes. She takes me down the hall and around a few corners until we get to a big room with 4 beds in it, 3 of them are empty, but one in the far corner is taken by Callie. Stef is asleep in the armchair next to her.
"Callie?" The nurse steps outside and I wheel myself over to her. "I'm really sorry." Stef wakes up.
"It's not your fault." She smiles at me.
"Aren't you mad?"
"No of course not, you're my sister." Stef smiles at the two of us.
"Are you okay?" I ask her.
"Yeah, just a bump on the head and sore arm."
"What about your nose?"
"It's fine, not broken. There's really no need for me to be here, they just wanted me to stay one night just in case. You had a blood transfusion?"
"Yeah, it was nothing. Listen, Callie, I am really sorry, if I wasn't still talking to her then it wouldn't have happened."
"It's fine, it wasn't your fault, it was hers."