Hey guys! So i hope you like this chapter! I had a few more ideas for this one but i decided to leave them till the next chapter! So as always, please tell me what you think because i really appreciate the feedback!


Callie was awakened to Lena gently shaking her from sleep. After a moment of disorientation all of the memories from last night came flooding back to her. Forgetting about Lena, she shot up and looked directly to her window.

"Callie? Are you okay?"

"Um, what?" Still disorientated, glancing at Lena but still focusing mostly on her bedroom window, she could feel her stomach churning, feeling beyond nauseous. Before Lena could reply she jumped up and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her as she managed to make it to the toilet before heaving into the bowl.

At first, Lena just stood there, not quite sure on what just happened; quickly snapping out of it, she approached the bathroom door.

"Callie?" she knocked softly on the door, not bothering to wait for a reply as she entered. Callie was hugging the toilet bowl, tears running down her face.

"Oh sweetie, come here" she bent down to, putting her hands on both of the crying girls shoulders, on contact, Callie flinched away, making her cry harder. Not quite sure what to do, she called for Stef.

Moments later Stef appeared in the doorway, looking from Lena to Callie, assessing the situation.

"What's wrong sweets? Not feeling well?" Getting no reply, she glanced at Lena, concern flashing across her face. After a few minutes, Callie lifted her head off of the toilet "I'm okay, sorry I just don't feel well, you can go" she let out a sigh, she wasn't as upset as she was before but she could feel the hurt in her heart. She slowly lowered herself down and lay on the floor.

Lena approached her slowly "Callie sweetheart, you can't lay in here, let us help get you back to bed" It wasn't really a question, and before she would even answer, Stef was by her side, both herself and Lena trying to sit her up.

"I can do it myself" She sighed as she picked herself up off of the floor, took a deep shaky breath and went back into her room and climbed into bed, pulling the covers as far up to her chin as they would go. As Lena and Stef followed her she turned towards the wall, squeezing her eyes shut, just hoping they would take the hint and leave her alone.

"Come on my love, we'll come back later" Callie heard movement behind her and was thankful for Stef in that instant. It seemed she knew to give her space, which was fine with Callie. That's all she wanted.

"One moment" Seconds later, Callie felt a dip in her bed and a hand placed gently over the duvet. "You're not on your own anymore Callie, you don't have to look after yourself when you aren't well. Me and Stef just want to help you. I know we need to earn your trust, but we can't earn it until you let us in, give us a chance, we might surprise you" Lena waited for any indication that the girl in the bed would answer, seeing no signs she sighed, kissed Callie on the head and left the room with Stef.

Once she was finally alone, she took a deep breath, wiped her remaining tears away and grabbed her phone. There were no new texts or notifications and it brought her a small sense of relief. Liam was just messing with her. He followed her to Wyatt's to scare her and followed her home to make damn sure she'd keep her mouth shut about what had happened. Could she though? Could she turn a blind eye to what she knew was going on with Sarah? Would she really let her go through, what Callie herself had been through, when she could most likely prevent it. She sighed. Of course she couldn't let it happen. Sarah was younger than Callie had been and probably just as naïve, if not more so.

I wish I could tell Stef and Lena. I could really use their advice right now. The thought made her sad; she knew that the two women would help her in a heartbeat, but she had received Liam's warning loud and clear. He was forcing her hand, if she spoke there would be repercussions, he was already stalking her, she shivered to think what else he might do and it filled her whole body with dread.


She must have fallen asleep at one point because when she opened her eyes, the room was a lot darker. She looked at her phone. 7pm. Guess I must have been more tired than I thought. She sat for a while, just staring blankly in front of her, until she sensed someone in the doorway. Looking over, she saw Jude watching her, a tray in his hands.

"I didn't mean to scare you, Lena asked me to bring this up for you. Are you okay? Stef had told us that you weren't feeling well" He walked across the room, placing the tray of food down on the floor and sitting down on the bottom of her bed.

"Yeah, I really wasn't well this morning, must have been something I ate" Jude looked at her curiously as she talked, her voice was monotone, even when she wasn't well Callie always pretended she was fine, she was always careful to ensure she sounded cheery, but there was something different about her tonight.

"Yeah, maybe? Did you eat anything at Wyatt's party?" If it was something she had eaten it must have been there, everyone else in the house was feeling okay. Callie looked at him fiercely.

"What about Wyatt's party?! This has nothing to do with Wyatt's party. I'm really tired Jude, I'm going back to sleep. Tell Lena and Stef I'm not hungry." She could already feel her heart rate pick up at the mention of Wyatt's party. How did Liam even find me there? How long has he even been following me? God he knew where I live, he knew about Wyatt. What else does he know? She'd never felt so vulnerable, so unsure of what to do. She'd always taken care of herself and Jude, always known what to do but right now, she was clueless.

"Jude?" she rolled over looking for her brother, but he had already retreated downstairs. Callie sighed. I need to get a grip. I'm never abrupt with Jude. He just caught me off guard talking about Wyatt's party. I'll go down later and talk to him. I should probably say sorry to Lena and Stef too. They were only trying to help this morning. If I don't play my cards right they'll kick me out and then I will be in trouble. She picked up the guitar Brandon had given her and began to strum. She wasn't playing anything in particular but the sound comforted her. It reminded her of her mom; those were happier times, before her and Jude were thrust into the foster system, before the countless letdowns and abusive guardians. Before Liam.

Lena and Stef were doing the dishes when Jude emerged with a tray full of untouched food. He placed it on the bench. "Callie wasn't hungry, sorry" he jumped onto one of the stools at the breakfast bar, in deep thought. He was worried about his sister now. She was acting so different. Acting like she did before, when they lived with him.

"That's okay sweets, we'll wrap it up, she might want it later on" Stef took the tray; she ruffled Jude's hair as she walked past.

"Stef?.."

"Yea?"

"I'm…." Jude tripped on the words in his mouth. Should he really voice his concerns? He felt like he could trust them, but how would they react? Would they ignore him? Question Callie? His sister would be so mad at him.

"Jude honey what's on your mind?" Lena had stopped what she was doing by the sink and sat next to him, taking his hand, urging him to open up. Stef sat opposite, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm worried about Callie" he said quickly, looking down at the bench as he said it.

Stef smiled at Jude "Oh sweetie don't worry, if she gets any worse we can take her to the doctor and…"

"No, you don't understand. Please just trust me. There's something going on. If you'd known her as long as me you'd know it too. Please I don't want her getting hurt" His voice was cracking and his vision was blurring with tears"

"Hurt? Honey what do you..?" The noise of someone coming down the stairs distracted her from speaking. She looked over to Lena who nodded in approval. This wasn't a conversation to be overheard by any of the kids. "We'll continue this later okay sweetie?" Jude just nodded, wiping his eyes on his hoodie sleeve.

Moments later, Callie entered the kitchen slightly apprehensively, sensing an atmosphere in the room. "Sorry if I'm interrupting, I just"…

It was Lena who interrupted her "of course not Callie come in, are you feeling any better?"

"Erm, I just wanted to apologize for this morning, I didn't mean to be rude or have an attitude with you, I just wasn't feeling myself" She'd never apologized so sincerely before; there was something about this family that she was beginning to love. That thought made her more depressed than ever, remember this isn't permanent.

Stef turned to look at her, a small smile on her face "no need to apologize at all, we all get like that sometimes, Lena and I were meaning to ask you though, is there anything on your mind? You know we're here for you no matter what, right?" Stef glanced at Jude who gave an appreciative smile in return.

Callie thought for a few moments. Should she just tell them? Stef was a cop and Lena was a pretty important member of the school board, they were both pretty influential around here.

"I…" she was interrupted by her phone buzzing. She looked down and felt genuine panic flow through her. Liam had added a photo of her. Shaking, she opened it. There on the screen, was her, Lena, Stef and Jude all in the kitchen. #DontEvenThinkAboutIt

Callie let out a cry and dropped her phone, her heart rate increasing rapidly, she began struggling for breath.

Stef and Lena jumped into action, demanding Jude to go upstairs, he went with no argument, but grabbed Callies phone off of the floor before going up. What had got her so worked up?!

Lena was clinging onto Callie hands, "Breathe sweetie c'mon, c'mon Callie you're okay. STEF, hurry up with that damp towel!" By this point Callie was on her knees, the room was spinning but the thing that most scared her was her chest. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't draw in a deep enough breath to relieve the tightness in her chest. Stef began rubbing circles on her back with one hand whilst applying a cool damp cloth to the back of her neck whilst Lena continued talking to her. Eventually her breathing began to even out, Stef and Lena walked her to the sofa, both sitting down allowing her to lay across their laps. Minutes passed, and to both Stef and Lena's relief, Callie's breathing was slow and even and after a while, she fell asleep with Lena stroking her hair; the only indication anything was wrong at all were the tear stains down her face and the slight puffiness of her now closed eyes. She looked almost peaceful.

Lena massaged her temple, "Well, I guess Jude was right to worry. Stef I have no idea what triggered that panic attack but that was not good. We need to talk to Jude tomorrow, find out what he knows and then, we need to think of a way to talk to Callie. She isn't going to be easy to talk to after tonight.

"I know my love, we'll figure it out. I'll phone her therapist tomorrow, see if Callie has mentioned anything during group therapy.


Everything had been quiet for almost 20 minutes downstairs. Jude let out a sigh of relief; at least she had Lena and Stef with her. What had caused his sister to have such an aggressive panic attack? Whatever it was is on this phone. He looked down at it in his hands. He knew he shouldn't. He knew there was probably a lot of personal stuff on there, but if he found out what had spooked Callie, maybe he could help her?

As he unlocked the phone, the screen lit up. On the screen was a picture of everyone in the kitchen with a hash tag 'DontEvenThinkAboutIt', but it wasn't the picture of them in the kitchen that scared him. It was the user who took the picture he was scared of. Whoever it was, was stalking Callie. Was it Wyatt?! Was that why she was so weird about his party?! Jude felt sad thinking about it. He had always liked Wyatt the few times he had met him. He clicked on the user and his heart leapt. Of course it wasn't Wyatt. There was only one person in this world who could scare Callie and that was Liam Olmstead. He should have known. Last time Callie was this upset he had almost lost her. He locked the phone and stashed it under his pillow, and with a heavy heart he pulled the cover over himself and closed his eyes.

"Hey Jude, you okay bud?" Jesus came through the door and flopped on his bed, but Jude ignored him. He felt helpless. If Liam was back in Callie's life she was in trouble; and there was nothing he could tell Stef or Lena. That was a chapter in Callie's life that she refused to talk about, and what happened to Callie wasn't Jude's story to tell, to repeat what happened when living with the Olmstead's would be in Callie's eyes, the ultimate betrayal.