0.7 No fun

-x-o Callie -x-o

"The thing I don't get it is why we do all these complication maths questions." I muttered to Brandon as I used the calculator to figure out the problem. "Why can't Algebra stop trying to get us all humans to find his exes. They are not coming back to an ass like him." Brandon laughed as he was working on his angles.

"Callie if you were an angle then you would be an acute angle." Brandon said softly closing his book and sitting up from lying on his stomach. I followed his lead while pretending to find him funny.

"So funny." I replied as I rolled my eyes as he cleans up the floor and I followed in his lead. "I think we should join Mariana at the beach." I suggested and Brandon nodded.

"You can." He answered back as he stood up with his books and pencil case in his arms. "I have to practice the piano." I nodded and he walked out my room closing the door behind him. I placed my books and heard the door open.

"Did you forget something?" I questioned with a laugh and turned around but stopped laughing as soon as I saw Stef standing there.

"Hi." Stef whispered shyly and looked at me but I looked away.

"What happened to giving me space?" I muttered under my breath as I turned around to distract myself from looking at her. "Hm?" I added after a short silence.

"Time and space isn't going to sort anything out, Cal." Stef whispered softly and heard her taking a seat on my bed. "I think we both know that."

"So.." I replied with a sigh still having my back facing her and I folded my arms stubbornly. "Who said I wanted to sort this out?"

"I want to sort this out with you.. You are my daughter and the thought that you think I am a murderer makes me sad." Stef replied with a sad but soft tone as I turned around.

"I know what I need to know." I replied with a firm and strong voice still having my arms folded across my chest as she looked at me. "I don't want to talk.."

"Okay.. We don't have to talk about your Father and that whole situation." Stef answered back as she placed her hands on her lap and I looked away annoyed. "That can wait until a later day when you feel up to discussing it."

"Never." I muttered under my breath with annoyance. I saw her nod with a sad frown on her face. "Look, just go." I answered looking at her pointing at the door but she shook her head as she looking down to her jeans and pulled out something that I didn't recognised at first but it came to me.

"I remember when Grandma brought this when you were born." Stef whispered gently as she traced her fingers along the toy dog. "The way your eyes sparkled when you saw it and the way you tried to reach for it when I was holding you. It was yours." I looked away again.

"It's just a toy." I whispered under my breath and looked back at her.

"It isn't just a toy." Stef replied as she shook her head with that look in her eyes. "You certainty didn't think it when you were crying at night when you thought you lost Chanel."

"I was a kid." I answered her as I looked straight into her eyes for the first time. "A innocent, foolish kid who thought fairytales were true, that toys could speak to me, unicorns were real and that my Mama was my hero." I shook my head as I looked down as tears rolled my eyes. I saw her stand up and walk closer to me like she wanted to comfort me. "No!" I yelled as I put my hand out to stop her from getting any closer.

"Cal-"

"I thought I threw that stupid toy out!" I yelled as I grabbed the toy dog from her hands and she looked at me with shock. "Mum told me that-"

"It never got thrown out." Stef interrupted as she looked down at my hands where I was gripping the toy dog in my hands. I looked at her with anger. I pushed past her and stormed out of the room with the toy dog in hand down the stairs. It took a few seconds before Stef was behind me trying to grab me.

"STOP TOUCHING ME!" I stopped in the kitchen as Stef kept trying to grab my arm and she stopped.

"What are you going to do?" Stef croaked out as hot tears rolled down her eyes as I looked around the kitchen with my eyes trying to figure it out.

"Getting rid of this thing for fuck's sake." I yelled after her asking the same question five times and I looked at her. "It keeps coming back like a bad smell like you!" I pushed past her and grabbed a knife.

"CALLIE!" We both jumped at the scream and we both turned our attention to Mum who was now running to grab the knife and the toy dog. "You will regret this." She whispered as she put the knife back and hugged me as I started to cry. After a long silence of me crying, Mum pulled apart and looked at both of us.

"I want to go." I whispered as I tried to move but Mum stopped me by gripping my arm. I looked at her and she looked at me with the listen-to-me firm face.

"You need to give your Mama an chance." I shook my head and looked away but Mum used her other hand to push my face gently to look back at her. "You were just a kid.. I don't blame you for believing the only thing that could make sense to you at the time neither does she.. But, now you need to know her side. You deserve to know this side of the story."

"I deserve to know.. No." I replied back shaking my head at her with widen eyes. "I don't want to hear it!"

"Okay." Stef finally spoke before Mum could say anything more. We both looked her way as she stood there. "You don't have to hear me out, you don't. I will not make you.." She walked over slowly but stopped once I let out a soft whimper. She looked at me studying me. "I hope one day you find it in yourself to hear me out.. And try to have any relationship with me.. I know it will never be what it used to be. Time has gone to far to be able to fix what has happened. I thought wrong about being able to fix what's been broken."

"Ste-" Mum tried to speak but Stef shook her head before she could continue.

"It's no fun trying to reach out to you just to have you push me further away." Stef spoke with a sad, disappointed tone. "I can keep trying which will be in this case because that is what a Mother does. I can't give up on you, Cal bear. No matter how much it hurts me. I just can't give up on my baby and on myself." I looked away as tears formed in my eyes.

"Callie, look at her please." Mum pleaded under her breath but I shook my head again as she sighed.

"I am not leaving." Stef announced with a firm and strong tone in her voice. "I am here.. And you can avoid me but it won't help." She then walked out of the kitchen and I heard the front door open then closed. I closed my eyes as Mum let go of me.

"Just think about it.. Please." Mum pleaded as she walked out with the dog toy. I opened my eyes and covered my mouth with my hand as I shook my head.

Thanks for all the support and encouragements. It warms my heart, it really does! Love you all! -Shaz