Amy POV

July 27th

Cooper and I were already done with our breakfast, when Callie finally joined us. She was wearing the same outfit that she fell asleep in, her shorts and the long sleeve shirt. Cooper greeted her casually before he headed to the living room. I got up from the table and walked up to her.

"How are you feeling?" I ask her as I rub her upper arm soothing her

"I'm fine mom" Callie replies rubbing her face with her free hand. I raise my eyebrows at her "Seriously, I'm okay. Don't worry about me. I'm not going to let Liam ruin my day" Callie said with certainty in her voice

"Okay" I tuck some of her hair behind her ear "But if you feel like you are starting to have a bad day-" Callie stopped me right there and there, finishing my sentence

"Yes, I will come to you"

"Love you" I say before I place a kiss to her cheek

"Love you too" She mumbles back before she walk pass me to the kitchen table. She sat down and looked at the empty plates. Callie looks over her shoulder to me "What's for breakfast?"

"Waffles!" I say pointing to the counter where a plate of waffles stood

Callie POV

After mom started to wash the dishes, I grabbed my half full coffee cup and headed to living room to just relax for a moment. When I walked in the living room, I saw Cooper surfing the channel list. I sit at the other end of the couch, stretch my legs out to the coffee table.

"You want to watch something?" He asks handing me the remote

"No, you go ahead" I decline the remote and hold on to my cup with both hands

"Nothing is really on…mostly reruns of yesterdays shows" he says once again going in the channel list menu, trying to find something to watch

"Yeah, I know. That's why I don't watch TV on Sunday mornings" I reply before I lift the cup up to my lips. He exits the channel menu and leaves the same channel he was on before. I didn't recognize the TV series that was showing, but by the look it was some sort of crime show.

I glanced to Cooper briefly, I knew I needed to apologize for yesterday, but I didn't know how to start the conversation. I glance down to my cup of coffee that was almost empty. Nervousness took over and unknowingly I rubbed my nose. It took me another 2 minutes till I built up my courage.

"Listen...about yesterday" I blurred out not looking up from my coffee

"Hmm?" Cooper turned to me

"I wanted to…um…apologize" I spoke up, glancing to him time by time. I just couldn't hold eye contact with him "I shouldn't have snapped at you…you did nothing wrong. You didn't deserve that"

"Ah, don't worry about it Callie. No harm done" He brushes it off

"Still…I had fun yesterday. You were really nice to me and I…I had a nightmare and I freaked out when I felt the touch..."

There was just one thing he took from what I said "Fun, eh? So, I am fun now?" He asked with a smirk on his lips

"Don't get too excited. It was just one day" I smirked back lifting the cup up to my lips. Cooper laughed softly back.

"Apology accepted" he said a moment later, but then his attention was suddenly on the TV screen, as was mine.

"What are we looking at?" one of the characters in the TV show had asked

"Just like the previous one. Raped and then beaten to death" the other character, a medical examiner, replied back to the detective

Cooper, like a lightning bolt, reached for the remote that he had placed on the coffee table and as fast as he could he turned to next channel.

This was clearly strange, because this was a reaction I could see from mom. Not Cooper. Mom did that because she knew I was raped and she didn't want a stupid TV show to trigger a bad memory because of what happened with Liam. That's the reason she doesn't want me to watch too many crime shows.

The thing was, I had watched crimes shows with Cooper before. We had watched them together, without Amy present. There had been few scenes where rape was mentioned. And yes, the scenes had made me feel slightly uncomfortable, uneasy, but Cooper has never turned off the channel. Because he didn't know he had to. And I wouldn't tell him to switch the channel as well. It was similar with Stef and Lena.

But he did react to it now. Why?

"Why did you turn it off?" I ask pointing to the TV screen, looking at Cooper

He had no real answer, he stuttered at first and then gestured to the screen "I wanted to watch…" He swallowed back and then noticed what he had turned on "Toddlers & Tiaras" his voice drops a bit

Then it hit me.

"Amy told you" I said looking down to my empty coffee cup. When Cooper didn't reply I looked to him.

There it was – pity. I didn't need no other proof. The look in his eyes was enough.

I jump up from the couch I storm out of the room. I head to kitchen where mom was. She was putting away the dishes when I entered. I slammed the cup down to the table. Mom looked to me automatically because of the loud noise I made "You scared me Callie"

"You told him" I said grinning my teeth

"What are you talking about? Told what?"

It was a weird feeling. You know the truth, you confront someone about it, but they still keep trying to hide it. The person tries to lie to you instead of telling you the truth. At those moments you see how the person reacts, how their eyes, features, body language changes. It is a funny feeling when you know someone is lying to you, while looking straight in your eyes.

"Don't lie to me!" I slammed my right fist at the table. Mom jumped from the noise and the action. She placed the forks on the counter and turned to me.

"Callie" Mom said very calmly, but I snapped at her before she could continue. My blood was boiling with anger that felt towards her.

"You had NO RIGHT!" I shouted back at her "It is my story to tell. It is my past! You have no right to tell it!" I pressed my index finger to my chest "Why?" I throw my hands up and demand an answer from her

Mom looked incredibly guilty "I was trying to help"

"How is telling him" I pointed to the living room "helping, huh!? How is that helping me!?" Cooper is now treating me like a fucking baby! Like I am about to break or have a meltdown or something! There is nothing, but pity in his eyes! When he looks at me, he sees nothing but a…victim"

"He doesn't see you like that. Callie, he cares about you…" Mom kept her voice calm, she held her hands in front of her

I turned my back to her and paced a bit further away from her, I run my left hand through my hair "I can't believe you did that. I can't believe you went behind my back..." my voice was quieter, I tried to calm down

I heard mom walking up to me. She placed her hand on my shoulder, but I turned around and pushed her hand away. There was hurt in her eyes once I did that. But I didn't feel guilty, not one bit.

"I trusted you" I was looking straight to her eyes

"You can still trust me" Mom replied barely above whisper

"No" I shook my head and took a step back "No, I can't. You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone. You promised!" my voice started to shake a bit "Who are you going to tell next? Your parents…all your friends? Which one of my secrets will you tell him next!? How long will you wait – hours,a day, a week?"

Tears fell down Amy's cheeks "Callie, please…you can still trust me. I didn't do this to upset or hurt you..."

"Well, congratulations…that's exactly what you did" I snapped back, shot her one last hurtful look before I stormed pass her up to my room. I quickly changed my clothes.

When I was ready to head out of my room, mom walked in "Where are you going?" she asks and now follows me down the stairs

"Away from you!" I snap back, more harsher than I intended to

"Don't leave! We can talk about it!" mom begged as she followed me

"There is nothing to talk about. You broke my trust…that's it" I said grabbing my sandals and slipping my feet in them

"Yes, there is. Please, don't walk away. Please...let me explain"

"I can't be in one house with you right now…let alone a room" I said opening the front doors "I don't wanna see your face, I don't walk to talk to you, I don't want to listen to you, I don't want to be anywhere near you!"

"I'm sorry" mom pleaded after me

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I yell back at her once she grabbed my hand, trying to stop me. I push her hand away and run down the street. Her voice, calling my name, echo in the air, but I ignore her. I keep running down the street.

It wasn't the wind that hit my eyes, that made me tear up. I never thought my mom would do something like that. I never thought she would betray me like this.


I spent the whole day at my friend Mackenzie. When I opened the doors to house, which was some time after my curfew, mom walked out of the living room "Where the hell were you!? Do you know what time it is? Do you know how worried sick I was?"

I don't reply. I simply lock the doors and head pass her. Amy tries to talk to me as she follows me up the stairs, but I ignore everything she says. When I get to my room, I turn around to face her. With my right hand I reach for the doorknob.

"You are grounded" mom stated firmly

"No...I'm not" I said back emotionless and slam the doors right in her face leaving her out of my room

Lena POV

July 30th

It was around 10 in the evening, I was already in my bed, reading a book. Stef was in the shower, we put Frankie to bed few hours ago and the other kids were safe in their rooms, doing whatever they are doing.

I jumped at the sudden sound of Stef's phone. I didn't look to check who it was. If they needed Stef that bad, they would call her in 5 minutes. I wasn't going to pull Stef out of the shower just so she could pick up her phone.

He phone stopped buzzing few seconds later. But when her phone stopped, my phone started to buzz next. I put my bookmark in the book, close it and then reach for my phone.

"Amy" I was surprised that she was calling me this hour. Usually, she called Stef, instead of me. That's when I realized that she was probably the one who called Stef few seconds ago.

"I'm sorry to be calling this late. I hope I didn't wake you"Amy sounded very sincere. But also I heard a hit of concern in her voice.

"No, didn't wake me. I was reading a book. What's up?"

"Is Callie by any chance at your place?"

"No. Sorry, she isn't. I haven't seen her since last Friday"

"Oh, okay" her voice sounded sadder "Could you text or call if she by any chance stops at your place"

"Of course. Is everything okay?"

"She forgot her phone at home…she is not home yet. I'm just calling to check. If she is not with you she is probably with her friend Mackenzie. I'm sorry I bothered you"

"Don't worry about it" With that our talk ended

Minute later Stef walked out of the bathroom in a towel "Who was that?"

"Amy. Asked if Callie was here" I reply looking up from the book, Stef walked to get clean PJ from the closet

"Again?" She asked, surprise look on her face

"What do you mean again?" I close the book

"She called Monday and Tuesday as well. Asked if Callie was here, said Callie forgot her phone or something..."

"Really?" I was getting curious, Stef only nodded back "If she called Monday and Tuesday as well…that means Callie has forgot her phone 3 days in a row? That doesn't seem like Callie"

I was getting suspicious, this wasn't Callie that we knew. Callie wouldn't worry Amy like that. As far we know her, she has been very responsible. Callie has always informed Amy where she is going, with who she will be with and when she would be back. She called if her plans changed.

Stef shrugged "Amy has been off this whole week as well. Moody and angry, snapping at people left and right"

"She is your partner and friend…haven't you asked what is wrong!?" I set the book down to my lap

"I asked her today at lunch what has been bothering her, but she snapped at me. I figured I shouldn't push her so I just left her be. I don't think Amy wants to talk about whatever she is dealing with" Stef said as she crawled under the covers. I place the book away on the nightstand and after I turn off the light, I snuggle up to Stef.

"Let's hope it is nothing too serious" I say to myself

Stef POV

July 31st

Something about this whole Amy-Callie thing, didn't sit right with us. It was obviously affecting both of them. And not in a good way. Amy was putting all of her anger on other people, while Callie was acting out, just to piss of her mother, punish her for whatever Amy did wrong.

After our shift ends, I catch Amy before she runs out of the station. I talk Amy into a sparring match at the gym.

We both danced around the boxing ring for some hour. Amy was throwing some hard punches, but because she was throwing them out of anger, I could predict every single one of her swings and evaded most of them. That resulted in Amy having few outburst and her swearing at the top of her lungs.

I changed my boxing gloves to focus pads and we started to move around the ring once again. This time, Amy delivered every single one of her punch, right to the pad. It calmed her down visibly. My palms felt exactly how angry Amy was, how hard her punches were. We didn't talk while we were in the boxing ring.

After we ended our sparring match, Amy had put all of her energy and anger out and now looked exhausted and drained. She was covered in sweat, her hair was messy, her breath was heavier. But she looked better, she didn't look as angry anymore.

After shower, in the locker rooms, when we were both fully dressed, Amy was sitting on the bench. Her head was down, elbows pressed to her knees, her gym bag by her feet. I close my locker, drop my bag on the ground and sit down next to her. I place my hand on her shoulder and pat is softly.

I was giving her the chance to talk, without asking her to do it. I wasn't here to push for answers. I was here for a friend. If she wanted to talk, I will listen to whatever she had to say. If she doesn't want to talk, we won't talk.

"I fucked up so bad, Stef" Amy blurred out the next second

I squeeze her shoulder and we sit in silence for a moment, I was waiting for her to continue on her own pace. That is, if she was going to continue.

"Callie hates me. And it is totally my fault. She has every right to. I fucked up" Amy's voice was emotional, I could feel the pain. Her gaze was to the locker in front of her. She had an empty look in her eyes, her shoulders were slumped down.

"She is not talking to me, she is not listening to me. 5 seconds is the longest time we have been in one room together. I have had doors slammed in my face. When I come home, she leaves the next second. She doesn't say where she is going or what time she is coming home. She leaves her phone behind...intentionally. When she looks to me…if she looks to me, I can see exactly how much I hurt her. It is my fault and I have no idea how to fix it. How to fix us!"

Amy took a small pause and then added "There is so much attitude, I don't know how much I can take it! She is pushing all of my buttons...punishing me for what I did"

"Maybe she just needs some time" I wasn't sure if this was helpful at all. Why wasn't Lena here, she would know exactly what to tell her to make her feel better.

"No time will ever fix how much I screwed up...I broke a promise. Have you ever broken a promise to your kids?" Amy turned to me, with a desperate look in her eyes "How do you fix a broken promise?"

I had no answer for her.

Amy covers her eyes with her right hand. The next moment, Amy breaks down and starts to sob quietly.


Because of the sparring match with Amy and the talk in the locker room, I got home late. Lena heated up dinner for me in the microwave and she sat with me for company. She had already put Frankie to bed, so I had to settle with just a kiss to forehead for her. I had a quick chat with the other kid, asking about their day, and then I headed to the bedroom.

I didn't hesitate much, I went through my night routine and got straight to bed. I was exhausted after my shift and the sparring match with Amy added to my exhaustion. I got under the covers and cuddled up to Lena.

It was the middle of the night, when both Lena and I jolt up in our bed. We were woken up because of a loud glass shattering sound, that came from our room.

We both reach for the lamps on our nightstands so we could see what where the noise came from. When the light illuminates the room, we see a fist size rock in the middle of our room, shattered window and glass shards on our carpet.

"Oh my gosh!" Lena exclaims out shocked when she sees the hole in the window, her hand covers her mouth in shock

"What the…" I blur out as I toss the blanket aside

I jump up from the bed and hurry to the window that now had a hole in it. It was dark outside, I couldn't see much, but I did hear someone moving outside in our backyard. I hurry to my safe to get my gun out.

"Stef!" Lena called out scared once I put the magazine in the gun

"Stay here!" I tell her as I head out of the room. I hurry down the stairs with the gun in my right hand. I don't turn on the lights in the rooms. I walk through the dark, so whoever was outside, in our yard, wouldn't see me coming.

I press my back to the wall next to the doors that lead to backyard. After I take a calming breath, I reach for the door lock and unlock them. I push the small curtain away from the window on the doors, trying to see whoever was out there. The only thing I saw was a figure. I couldn't tell gender, height, skin color, approximate age. It could be anyone.

When I opened the doors to the back porch, I quickly hit the light switch and point my gun at the unknown person. Once the yard was enlightened, I saw the person. I lower my gun at once and watch as the person is trying to keep their balance, by swaying in their spot.

"Callie?" I mutter out shortly before she managed to stand still

"H-he-heeey Steffy!" Callie slurred out and wobbles my way. She trips when she needed to lift her leg up to the porch. Once she got her balance back, she finishes the way up to me and wraps her hands around me. The smell of alcohol hit my nose a moment before she was up to me.

Callie clenches on me and slurred out "Imissedyousomuch!"