Callie was spending the night tonight. It had only been a few days since Valentine's Day- it was Friday, now.

I figured they would enjoy some time alone. So, I had gone in my room a little bit ago- first I was talking to my friends, but I was starting to get a little tired. I put my phone down, fully laying on my bed.

Mom and Callie were in the living room. When I had left, they were watching a movie. It sounded like the movie ended, though.

I wasn't trying to eavesdrop, but I was just laying there in silence, and it wasn't like they were being quiet.

"Callie, are you crazy?" Mom sounded annoyed. Her voice was louder than usual. A reaction to whatever Callie had said that I didn't get to hear.

Were they arguing?

"I don't understand." Callie sounded confused- not annoyed, like Mom. I wondered what Callie had said. What had bothered my mom?

"There's no way in hell that's happening." Mom said. I heard some movement- but my door was closed, I couldn't see anything.

"You don't want to go on vacation?" Callie asked in that same confused voice.

Vacation? Huh?

They must've been talking about something before, because I hadn't heard any of that.

Whatever it was made Mom mad enough to raise her voice, because now, I didn't even have to try to hear what was being said. They both had gotten that loud. Anyway, because I wasn't trying to hear it, is it technically eavesdropping?

"It's not that." A hint of sadness took over Mom's voice.

"Work won't let you take the time off?"

"You're insane. Aren't you. I think you are insane." And, there she turned that sadness into anger. Something I do a lot. Got it from her, like I did almost all of my other traits.

"Arizona I don't get it." Clearly Callie was confused.

"You can't just offer to pay for shit like a vacation for my daughter and I." Mom exaggerated the word vacation, anger evident in her voice. I didn't get it- what has happened? I had never heard Mom talk to Callie like this. She was usually so happy and bubbly with Callie.

This was harsh. Defensive. Angry.

"Well, I would be going too."

"And?"

"I want you both to come, I don't see an issue with that."

"You're crazy." Mom said for the hundredth time.

"Arizona, calm down, what's the problem?" Callie was trying to get it. Like me. I didn't get it either. Mom wasn't making sense. She just kept saying the same few phrases, her angry tone becoming more evident every time she spoke.

"You're not doing that. And, I can't afford it." From the way she said it, I could picture Mom running her hands through her hair, an overwhelmed look on her face. I bit my cheek. I felt myself getting a little nervous.

"I know you can't. There's nothing wrong with that." Callie said sweetly. "I'm not saying there's anything wrong with that." Even when Mom was pissed, Callie was so good to her. Why was Mom talking to her like that?

"Then what are you trying to say?"

"That I want to take my girlfriend and her daughter on a spring break trip?" Callie said, as if it was a question.

"Out of the country. An expensive spring break trip." Mom emphasized.

Where did Callie want to go? Why was Mom so mad?

"Ok, yeah, it will be a little pricey. But, I'm willing to pay. Again, what's the problem?"

"The problem is that I'm not letting you do that!" Mom yelled.

I found myself flinching at the way Mom raised her voice.

Should I go out there?

Probably not. This is their thing.

"Why not?"

"Because that's crazy... Callie, I'm saying no. Not happening."

"But, Arizona. It's not a problem- for me to pay. I swear. I want to." Callie's voice was a little sad.

"Not happening." Mom repeated herself, voice firm and angry, but also threatening to release her sadness.

"Why can't you let me?"

"I said no." Mom said angrily.

I heard someone get up, and then the refrigerator slammed. Probably Mom. She seemed kind of pissed.

I didn't see the big deal- I don't get why she is so mad. But, I didn't hear the whole conversation.

There was a whole lot of silence. I strained my ears for the smallest sound, but nothing. For a long time.

Not even the sound of a TV show.

Mom had to be fuming- I hadn't heard her like this in a long time. She didn't have a reason to be so harsh and defensive- since we didn't live with Dad.

Her tone reminded me a lot of how she spoke with Dad. That bothered me. Callie was nothing like Dad. Mom didn't have to feel that same way, but I wondered if in this moment she did.

Maybe I was looking too far into it.

"Arizona..." Callie spoke up all of the sudden.

"Why don't you just go home?" Mom's voice seemed defensive. I really recognized that voice. The voice she used with Dad. Why did she feel like she needed to defend herself from Callie? Callie wasn't doing anything bad.

"You know what? I will." Callie sounded mad now, too.

I heard things shuffling, and then the front door slammed shut. I got up, seeing Mom just standing in the middle of the kitchen and the living room.

"What just happened?" I looked at her.

Mom sighed. "We had a fight. I'm going to sleep. I love you, I'll see you in the morning. Don't stay up too late." The look in her eyes was sad. She started to walk away.

I stopped her with a hug, "I'm sorry. I love you too."

She rubbed my back for a second, and then closed herself in her bedroom for the night.