Hola guys! How's your day been going? I'm sick, and it suuuuuccccckkkss! Luckily my dad is like the best healer, so thank you Dad, Love ya! He might not be reading this, but whatever… Anyways now about The Fosters.
The episode on Monday was amazing! I hate Hayley, I want her to leave. But I'm super happy Dani got arrested, thank you producers! Also Sophia has me thinking about her. I don't necessarily like Sophia, or the Quinn's in general. But I think Sophia could be depressed or suicidal, considering she seems very okay with the idea of her nonexistence…. Or she's plain weird, and overly happy ALL the time.
But guys, the Quinn's can't be perfect, no family is, especially in The Fosters, so I can't wait to see what their dealing with. And when Sophia wanted to take Callie with them, I got really angry! NO, no, no, no, no. That isn't happening! I do not want Callie to be taken by them! She belongs with the Fosters, and think about how pissed and sad Jude, Stef, Lena, Marianna and Jesus will be. Stef will probably send them to court of something, she's so awesome!
The reason I didn't mention Brandon is because chances are he'll think 'hey, let's get back together with her, now that it's legal!' like umm, no, not again. I hear rumours of Brallie coming back and I just don't know how to feel about them. I don't ship them, guys, sorry Brallie shippers!
Anyways enjoy my chapter on Jesus and Callie, and the others will be mentioned, too! Sorry for my rant! By the way does Jude know Liam raped Callie? I don't remember, exactly.
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-Bookwormgirl202
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SET INBETWEEN 2X07 AND 2X08!
It was Sunday, which meant most of the kids were out of the house. Jude went to a therapy session, Marianna had a date with Mat, which was unsurprisingly awkward for Brandon; they went for a coffee. Brandon and Lou went for a movie as well, they decided to see an action movie together. Brandon wasn't quite sure whether he was forging a friendship or a relationship. He was still trying to read in between Lou's lines, which are very, very small.
Stef and Lena were also out of the house. They went grocery shopping and then Stef had a dentist appointment which Lena gratefully decided to join. They could barely have any alone time anymore, and if going to dentist was helpful, so be it.
Callie, on the other hand had no plans. After breaking up with Wyatt, all of the ways to spend her weekend were flushed down a drain. She could've spent it going out with Sophia, but Jude wouldn't have been the happiest about that idea. Anyway, she wasn't in the mood to bother them again, Callie felt as if Jill wasn't very fond of Callie. Of course she's not, Callie thinks to herself, you're her husband's eldest daughter who he never knew existed 'till now. She could also spend her day studying, but within a few moments of reading her science textbook she threw it back into her bag and decided to head for the living room.
Jesus wasn't very busy on this particular Sunday, either. Hayley, who usually kept him occupied, a little too much at that, was hanging out with Kaitlyn today. The guys on the wrestling all had their own thing to do, and it would be way too bizarre to call Emma, his now ex-girlfriend. After a few minutes of surfing the web Jesus decided to head downstairs, ready to watch some TV.
When he arrived downstairs he already say Callie occupying the TV, but that didn't' really seem to bother him. Although he's barely had any one-on-one time with his soon to be sister, he didn't care for her any less. If anything, he knew barely knew anything about Callie, and he was looking forward to learning about her.
"Hey," he beamed, practically coming out of the shadows. Callie jumps at the sudden noise, but relaxes once she sees him. "Oh, it's you. Hey. I thought I was alone today," Callie stated, popping some popcorn into her mouth.
"Yeah, so did I. I would've suspected you'd be with Wyatt." Callie stiffens at the mention of Wyatt. Callie didn't hate Wyatt, it was impossible, but hearing his name was like ripping open her chest. It was unthinkable to not feel guilty for breaking his heart, or at least, in a way she did. Jesus didn't know about the break up, considering the fact they barely speak. "We, umm, we broke up," Callie admitted thickly, trying not to be overdramatic, or what she thought being overdramatic was.
Jesus sat next to Callie after she spoke. "Yeah, I know how you feel," answered Jesus, slouching down next to her, grabbing some popcorn from her bowl which causes her to push the bowl away from him, shaking her head back and forth. "Nu-uh, get your own bowl if you wanna eat," Callie declared loudly, placing the bowl on the other side of her body, far from his reach.
"Oh, come on, you share with Marianna and Jude all the time!" Callie laughs at his response, but is quick to cover up. "That's cause after one small handful of popcorn, they're full. You on the other hand, you'd eat the whole bowl and you'd still want more. I don't share with gluttons!" Callie jokes, pointing a finger at her future brother. Jesus looks shocked, and starts to act heart broken. "How dare you, Callie Quinn Jacobs Adams Foster!" Jesus gasps dramatically, and then pulls a straight face. "Geez, that was so long I'm out of breath."
Callie giggles at his sudden change of emotions. "Technically, I'm not an Adams Fosters, or a Quinn."
"First of all," Jesus starts, suddenly much more genuine. "You're already an Adams Foster. You were the day Moms decided to adopt you."
"You know, you sound like Stef," Callie stated, smiling brightly. He really was like Stef, he cared. He might come off as if he had a chip on his shoulder, but the truth is, Jesus cared just as fiercely as anyone else in the house.
"I'm going to take that as a compliment," he chuckles, looking into Callie's sparking dark eyes. "You're supposed to. It was meant to be that way." Callie smiles at Jesus, and they share a long glace. Jesus quickly jumps over Callie, causing her to gasp lightly, grabs some popcorn and slouches down exactly from where he was before, this time his arm slightly brushing Callie's.
"Hey!" Callie hollered, pushing his arm slightly. "What don't you understand from 'get your own bowl,'?"
"Nothing at all," Jesus smirked, smiling brightly at her. They both start laughing quietly. After the giggling quiets down, Jesus speaks. "You know, by Quinn, I mean your middle name. Not the other part of your DNA, if anything I don't like them all that much."
"How can you not like them? You've never met them," Callie complained, trying to defend them, not knowing why she felt tempted to do that.
Jesus looked at Callie, his eyes seemed genuinely sad, and worn out. He'd been getting tired with Hayley dragging him around like a doll. But when Jesus spoke, you could hear the sadness, sadness fueled by absolutely no patience or tolerance and plenty of anger. "Because they didn't sign the adoption papers yet. It's like were on the edge of a cliff and they have the power to pull us up, or push us down. And now, it just feels like they're stalling us."
Callie understands what they mean. If Robert doesn't sign the papers, the whole family will have to go through court and other things that will get every member exhausted. If that is the case, Callie might as well give in, she doesn't want to ruin their lifestyle. Yet again, the Fosters are persistent, they'll always manage to get her back. And how would Jude feel about this? He'd feel abandoned, like she didn't love him. And Marianna, she'd feel like she won't ever get the sister she wanted and now that Lena lost the baby, she might not get a sister at all.
Brandon? Who knows how he'll react. Maybe he'll want to get her back, considering it would be legal for them to be together. But now, how could she possibly do that? They were finally feeling like real siblings, or was that what she made herself think? No, Callie couldn't go back to Brandon. Not only would it be awkward, and heart wrenching for the Fosters, but It would never feel the same, it couldn't.
Stef and Lena would also be heart broken. They wouldn't give up on her, go through files and documents, go to court and hell they might even confront the Quinn's themselves. They would be taking their child from them, it was just as bad as having someone kidnap your baby.
What about Jesus, how would he feel? He was a bucket of mixed emotions. Callie could never quite put her finger on him, he was like a shadow; he'd come and go, be here and there. He was thousands of things at once, impossible to describe. Callie could basically read people like words on paper, but Jesus was a foreign language she'd never learn. Yet again, so was Callie. Maybe that's why, even though they didn't speak much, they had this odd bond. Whenever they'd speak, it would turn out into deep conversations, and it would always end with that same, genuine smile from both of their parts.
"I'm sure they'll sign the papers," Callie insisted, not even believing herself by the fact of how unsteady her voice was, so how could Jesus not notice.
"What if they don't, what if they want to take you in?" Asked Jesus persistently, his eyes looking so deeply into Callie's that she was almost certain he could see right through her. His pupils were like a dark fire, burning their way into her mind, trying to find her reaction to his question.
"Then Stef and Lena won't give up. We know how they are, they don't give up on their kids. Well if they even consider me as their child-" Callie tries to finish off, wanting to say how everyone would slowly manage, that it's not like they'd keep her locked away in a jail cell.
"Don't even think that. Stef and Lena love you like they knew you the day you were born, like they gave birth to you themselves. They're your moms, our moms," Jesus tries to convince Callie with his fiery eyes, his soft way of speaking. "And when I asked you my question, I mean how would you feel?"
Finally, Callie's really thought about it. All her life she's only cared about how other people would feel if she did something, Jude in particular. She was so selfless, that thinking of herself now, of how she would feel, was like opening a completely new door. Or a door she hadn't open since her mother died. It was like walking into a completely new world, a new feeling; a new sensation. Something she'd never felt in a long time.
The more Callie thought about it, the more she was confused on how she would feel. How would she feel? Callie can picture herself right now.
The hallway is so cold, just as cold as Robert's fingers are on my back. The moment he shuts the door behind us, I feel like I can't breathe anymore. I feel as though someone has taken me from myself. It feels like they had taken everything that made me, me. Jude, Stef, Lena, Jesus, Marianna, Brandon, maybe even Mike.
They're gone, no longer in my reach. I can no longer seek Stef for advice, advice on how to work things out, or advice of a loving mother, no more awfully huge bear hugs and over protective love. I won't be allowed to go towards Lena for comfort, comfort on my crazy, messed up life. She won't be there to rub my back or tell me how proud she is.
I can't got to Marianna to feel like I'm updated on everything that's happening at Anchor Beach. No more Brandon for music lessons and the sensation of someone who understand me. No more Jesus, no more stupid jokes, silly arguments and deep conversations filled with pure love. And no more Jude, no more will I be there to hold him, or speak to him, or get to him when no one else will understand. When he has nightmares based on previous, awful foster homes, who could possibly comprehend what he's truly trying to fight without me? No more family, no more, accepting, kind love.
This is worse than being thrown into the fosters system, because before I had Jude to make me feel the slightest bit of alive. And now I'm truly a ghost, a shadow following where people bring me. Suddenly I see the overjoyed face of Sophia and Jill. Never more have I craved for Stef and Lena to come save me, for Jesus to grab my wrist and drag me out of this, overly spacious house and bring me home. For Brandon to hand me back my guitar and Marianna to tell me about her new troubles as Jude latches on to my waist silently. I want to go home, I want to go home!
"Alone," The words slip out of Callie's mouth before her brain can even grasp onto what she had admitted. Jesus looks up, his eyes still burning like a bright fire. And suddenly, at this moment, Callie feels like she can let out every bit of pain and fear she could have possibly held back. "I'd feel like I'd be a ghost frolicking around they're oversized home, waiting for any sign of Mom and Mama to come bursting through their wooden door. I'd be depressed and I'd probably be rude and closed off, just waiting to see you guys again. I'd text Marianna and arrange a date for her to take me away from the awful jail, the place that isn't my home, the place that could never be my home, Jesus!"
And suddenly she's crying, the realization hitting her harder than she'd expected, the thought of living without these people, her family, was like the thought of living without air. It was unimaginable, unthinkable, impossible.
Although Jesus was shocked from Callie's sudden outburst, he didn't waste any time to pull her straight under his arms, which she gratefully fell into without anything holding her back. Callie and Jesus had never really hugged this way before, but it didn't stop Jesus from holding anything back. His expression softened from fiery dark eyes to a light which shined brightly, his arms were wrapped around her tightly, rocking her back and forth gently as she cried. And Jesus knew better than to say words like 'it won't happen' or 'don't worry' because he didn't know how things might play out, and Callie wasn't stupid, there's a chance that Robert might want to take her away, and the idea hurt Jesus as much as it would hurt Jude.
"Callie, I don't know what's going to happen, but I do know this. Moms will fight for you, so will Marianna, and Brandon, and Jude, and me. We're not giving up on you; you belong to us, not them. You're my sister, and Marianna's and Brandon's and Jude's. And you're Mom and Mama's daughter, we will not let you be taken from us permanently. We will always mange to find you, always."
After Jesus's speech, Callie started crying harder. No one had ever fought for her this strongly, at least someone who came from the foster system. But soon, she would no longer be from the foster system. She never had two families fighting for her, let alone one. This was something she wasn't used to, something she didn't want to be used to. She wanted the Fosters, it was as simple as that.
After moments of heavily crying in Jesus' arms, Callie pulled away, slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry, that was uncalled for," Callie apologizes, cracking a smile.
Jesus just manages a small chuckle, "Callie, don't sweat it, it's all good." Jesus smiles brightly at Callie, and she smiles straight back at him. The same way it had always been between them, smiles and laughter.
"Jesus, you know you're awesome, right?" She asks him, playfully shoving his arm. He manages to let out a chuckle, despite moments ago, he was holding a crying 16 year old girl. "Oh, of course."
After their small moment, Callie and Jesus slouch back down on the couch together, Callie placing the bowl of popcorn right in between the both of them. "We can share, now."
The house was no longer empty a few hours after Jesus and Callie's conversation. The first to arrive was Brandon, explaining how his movie with Lou went better than he expected, then ran up into his room to tap on his piano keys. Next was Marianna, who entered the room in a dramatic manner, sighing about her amazing date with Mat. "He's such a gentleman," was the only thing Jesus and Callie could catch before Marianna spoke about him so much and so quickly, it was basically unintelligible.
The next all entered at once, Jude, Lena and Stef, who actually went up to them, to speak to them like normal people, Stef and Lena embracing the both of them tightly. "How was your day, Loves?" Asks Stef as she pulls Callie into her arms.
"It was good, it was good," says Callie as she shares a look with Jesus their mothers didn't catch onto.
"Alright," says Lena as she moves to place an arm over Jude's shoulders. "What should we have for supper?"
"Lasagna!" Exclaims Jesus, his mouth already drooling at the thought, giving no chance for his other siblings to express what they wanted to eat.
"Jesus, maybe Jude and Callie have an opinion as well," explains Lena kindly, as she looks over to Callie and Jude. "What would you guys like?"
"I don't mind, lasagna sounds great," shrugs Callie. "Jude?"
Jude shrugs dimly, still shy to express himself. Stef places her arm around his shoulders warmly, noticing he might have a different opinion on things. "Jude, it's alright we won't get angry. Your opinion matters to us, too."
Jude looks up at Stef and Lena, opening his mouth slightly. "Umm, I, I don't mind for lasagna either."
Stef was about to protest but Lena gives her a look, explaining for her to let it go. "Ok, Buddy. C'mon Stef, I'm gonna need your help." Lena kisses the top of Jude's head and flashes a smile to Callie and Jesus before she drags her wife into the kitchen with her.
"Love, it was obvious that Jude wasn't in the mood to have lasagna, why'd you pull me away?" Stef sits on the chair in the kitchen, waiting for her wife to answer her. Lena pulls out some tomatoes, preparing to make her family dinner.
"Stef, we can't push him. I know it's tempting, but you've already explained to him it's fine to express his opinion once, I don't think he needs to hear it twice in one day."
Stef understands Lena's point, but she's still dedicated to making Lena understand hers. "Yeah, but sometimes we have to push him. Callie got the point, which is surprising considering she's the most closed off."
"Stef, maybe Callie was lying. You said it yourself, she's more closed off, better at hiding her feelings," explains Lena as she washes the tomatoes with cool water in the sink, the water splashing off of the tomatoes lightly, throwing themselves into any direction.
"Callie isn't lying, I know when my own daughter is lying." Lena raises her eyebrows at Stef, causing Stef to glare. "Don't question me, Love."
"I'm not questioning you, I'm not. I'm just trying to tell you that it's been six months. They're still warming up to up to us, even if this is then end of the plate, we still have some things to improve. Just give it time."
"I just want them to feel comfortable," expresses Stef as she watches Lena's skilled hands slide across the counter to grasp onto hers.
"I know, me too. But maybe we have to give them time to make them feel that way," explains Lena, a smile spreading across her face.
"Gosh, I love you," says Stef squeezing onto Lena's hands passionately. Lena smiles at her wife. "I know you do. I love you, too."
Stef laughs lightly. "Now get cooking, Women!"
Jesus, Callie and Jude are all engrossed in a video game by the time they hear a phone ring. Although they were all completely oblivious to the sound considering how intense the game was getting, when Stef came into the room, they all stopped to stare at her. "Umm, Callie that was the Quinn's on the phone."
At the mention of the people who were practically Callie's other life, everyone in the room had a different look on their face and a different feeling in the pit of their stomach.
For Callie, it was a mix of fear and anxiety. After that conversation with Jesus, the whole picturing herself becoming a Quinn thing, and the awful sobbing session, the name of these people didn't make Callie quite happy. She clutched onto Jesus' wrist, almost a reflex. Considering they shared that moment earlier in the afternoon, Jesus was now one of the people she'd rather speak to when she had a problem. He was like a backup Stef, it was like they were the same person when it came to comforting people, which is why Callie couldn't help but lean towards him.
Jesus wasn't happy either, he definitely wasn't a fan of the Quinn's, and chances are the call was to invite Callie to a party on their cabin on Mount Everest or something. Basically, Jesus wasn't a fan of anything or anyone who planned on picking away at their family. Just because they weren't all biologically related, people thought it'd be much easier to take them apart. Jesus enjoyed proving those people wrong.
Jude was the most concerned. Although he met all of them, he still wasn't in love with them. They were stalling Callie, for Jude, it was like they're trying to lure her into their world of perfection. He was hopeful that his sister wouldn't fall for it, she was hard to get through, but the day he spent with her on the boat, she seemed to be enjoying herself. It made Jude feel concerned, and even though he told Callie, even though it hurt for him, that he could share her with another family, another family who aren't the Fosters, he still despised the idea.
Stef didn't like them. It was as simple as that. They still haven't signed the papers, and now they're inviting her to all of these places and areas, Stef knew what they were trying to do. Ever since Robert had called Callie his daughter the day she met him, it was impossible for her to get to like him. Yes, she was biologically his daughter, but that was the only way she could possibly be his. For any other reason, Callie belonged to Lena and herself along with, Jude, Jesus, Marianna and Brandon. They were all their children, and she wouldn't let one man who thought he could do whatever for Callie ruin it. The only reason she was still tolerating him was because of Callie and Sophia, and because Robert was the only one who had the power to sign the papers. The faith of their family was in his hands and she couldn't wait until he would finally sign the papers and the only people who could decide the faith of her family, was her family themselves.
"What is it?" Asks Callie gently, placing a hand on Jude's knee, noticing how tense he's gotten. "What does he want?" Asks Callie, a little more rudely than she expected, than any of them expected considering their shocked faces.
"He wants to invite you to go on vacation with them this summer, at their lake house. Summer starts soon and he wants to know if you'd like to go with him. For umm, for two weeks. What do you say, Sweets?" Asks Stef, hesitating a little at her words.
Callie doesn't know what to say. She doesn't want to hurt Sophia, but she doesn't want to hurt Jude even more. But above all, she really doesn't want to go. The only way they could get her to go with them was the invite all of them.
"Only of you guys come, too." Jesus glances at Callie, and smiles at her stubbornness. She really does love them, even if she won't admit it much. Stef manages a week smile. "I think he only means you, Love."
When Stef speaks, Jude lets out a sigh, causing Callie to stare at him, but when he notices her staring he opens his mouth quickly, not wanting her to feel obliged to not go because of him. "No Callie, go. I want you to, if you want to!"
Jesus laughs at how quickly Jude could express his feelings when it comes to Callie. Yet again, he was the same with Marianna for the first year they were here.
Callie smiles at her brother, placing her hand over his, just like he had when Callie told him she thought she saw Liam. Callie looks away from Jude, but keeps her hand on top of his, and then looks towards Jesus and smiles at him. They had shared a moment today and she'll have to thank him for it afterwards. Callie then turns to Stef, her mother. Her mother. "Umm, can you tell him that it's a great offer, but I'd rather spend only a few days with them, and that's only if they invite you, all of you," Callie smiles at Stef, who smiles back at her. "I'd much rather spend my summer with my family. My real one."
Stef can feel her heart melt. Lena was right, time was the best thing to heal and to make progress. "My pleasure, Love."
Callie then looks at Jude and Jesus, both of them smiling. "Now where were we?"
Don't forget to comment for who you'd like to see have a connection like Callie and Jesus did in this chapter! But of course, differently!