Disclaimer I do not own the Fosters.
Callie was sitting in her bed starring at the wall. She was trying to hold back all the tears that wanted to flow. Callie wasn't mad at anyone but herself but it was so easy to show everyone her anger instead of what she really felt. Those feelings where fear, disgust, self pity, pain, sadness, and betrayal. She understood why they gave her the garage as her room but because of her new handicap and being outside it meant she couldn't go to her mom's room and sleep in their bed as that was the one thing she truly wanted.
"Where are your glasses young lady?" asked the nurse coming out the bathroom.
Callie pointed her thumb at the nightstand but didn't say a word.
"Well you need to wear them, doctors orders" said the nurse.
Callie didn't respond she just kept staring at the wall holding everything in.
"Look I know you rather have things the way they used to be but time is impatient and waits for no one and things change" said the nurse.
"Stop talking your giving me headache" Said Callie.
"Then drink some water" said the nurse pointing at the cup on the nightstand.
"I'm no thirsty" said Callie.
"No?, how about angry, confused, spiteful, depressed, ashamed, hurt, lonely, or hungry?" asked the nurse.
"Shut the fuck up!, you have no idea what your talking about!" yelled Callie
"You already had the first stage of shock and now your at anger, your angry about the rape, the loss of your legs and your taking your frustrations out on anyone who will allow it" said the nurse.
"I didn't lose it, it was taken from me, and your right I am mad, I'm mad because I have to rely on people to help me use the restroom like I'm some fucking baby, I'm mad that I have no control over half my body, I'm mad that I can't get out of bed without making it an ordeal!" screamed Callie.
"You just need time, eventually you'll know when you need to use the restroom without help, and you will one day reach a point where getting out of bed is not a fight" Said the nurse.
"Your trying to be helpful but your not" hissed Callie.
"I know you cry at night, I can hear you even when your bury your head in the pillows, you don't have to hide it, it's ok to cry" said the nurse.
"I hate you!, I hate you!" screamed Callie.
"Hate me all you want but I will do my job which is to help you and I will be telling your mothers about the 2 fucks you uttered" said the nurse.
Callie stared at the nurse and the nurse stared at Callie.
"Put your glasses on they'll dim the light a bit and protect your eye" said the nurse.
This time Callie complied but she didn't speak. She didn't want to tell anyone that everything seamed so much duller. Green less green, blue less blue and her depth perception being a bit off. She noticed that when she tried to reach for something and was off by inches.
"What did you mean by stage?" asked Callie.
The nurse smiled before responding.
"It depends on who you ask but the 5 or 7 stages of grief are emotional states people go through when dealing with traumatic events or loss" explained the nurse.
"How are they different the 5 and 7?" asked Callie giving the nurse her full attention.
The nurse took a sip of water.
"Nothing really, the 5 only combines some steps such as bargaining and guilt being one step as well as shock or disbelief with denial" explained the nurse.
"Oh so is there an order or are they all random?" asked Callie.
"It depends on the person" said the nurse.
Interesting fact 15
Jake T. Austin who played Jesus in the first two seasons was also in The Ant Bully, Hotel for Dogs, Rio 1 and 2, Justice League vs. Teen Titans, Teen Titans: The Judas Contract, The Emoji Movie, Drop dead Diva, Wizards of Waverly place, Go Diego GO! and Dora the explorer.