1.2 Chicken soup drama

-x-o- Callie -x-o-

I woke up with the smell of chicken soup and I shot up too fast as the room spun. I held my head as I heard footsteps coming towards me. "Callie?" I finally got my vision back and saw Stef standing there with a tray shyly. "I made some chicken soup.." She offered it to me but I didn't touch it. She nodded and placed it on the coffee table. She started to walk out but stopped then slowly turned around. "Please eat some of it.." I looked away and heard her sigh. "Can't you just take this as care from a stranger?" I looked back at her.

"I don't take food from strangers.." I croaked out as my throat hurt from the vibration of talking. "Mama has taught me that." I saw her face dropped as she looked over at the family photo and I sighed. Then, she looked back at me with a soft smile.

"Okay." She whispered then walked out leaving me by myself and I sighed looking back the streamy chicken soup then lied back down ignoring it.

"Home!" Mariana called out and I jumped from being startled by her. She turned to look at me with a smile. "I come bearing with gifts!" She walked in and handed me take out as Stef walked in.

"Mariana, do not give her that." Stef ordered softly as she snatched the take out out of our hands and Mariana looked at Stef with confusion. "I made her chicken soup."

"Which I already told you I wasn't going to eat." I muttered under my breath and looked back at Mariana with a pleading look who just shrugged and we both looked back at Stef.

"Mama told me to buy Callie some food.." Mariana whispered pointing to the bag of take out in Stef's hands with a sigh. "So, yell at her instead.."

"I guess I didn't mention that I would make her something and had made chicken soup for her to eat." Stef answered Mariana who rolled her eyes at Stef annoyed by this as much as I am annoyed at her. "So Callie, if you won't eat the chicken soup then you won't be eating take out." Stef looked at me with a stern look. "Besides you told me you don't eat food from strangers so do you know.." She looked at the package of take out. "Do you know this Chef Chi-Chi?" Mariana let out a quiet giggle and I glared at her then looked back at Stef with a forced smile.

"Chef Chi Chi is my friends-friends-Aunties-Sons-daughters-friends-uncle." I used my fingers as I croaked it out then looked back at Stef with a smile. "It's a complicated story that I will tell you another day so hand over the Chi Chi's." I put my hand out waiting for my beloved Chinese to be placed loving in my hand gently but Stef had other ideas.

"I will warm up that chicken soup, shall I?" Stef questioned as she grabbed the bowl and walked out with it with the bag of take out. Mariana stood there holding her laughter.

"You bitch." I growled as soon as Stef walked out and I looked back at Mariana. "And you stood there and all you could say was that?" Mariana uncovered her mouth and shrugged.

"She made you chicken soup!" Mariana justified her actions and I laughed with annoyance. "Come on Callie. She is really trying." She sat next to me and put her hand on my lap.

"I don't care." I growled as I heard the microwave beeped. "I want her out of here." Stef walked in carrying the bowl of chicken soup and I finally could get up. "But if you aren't going to get out then I will." I grabbed my boots that I was going to put on this morning and slipped my feet into them quickly as I could. Stef looked at me then realisation hit her.

"You are sick, Callie!" Stef reached for my arm with her hand but I pushed her away with the strength that I still had and walked out of the door with a slam of the door as Mama drove in.

"Fuck." I muttered under my breath as Mama got out of the car and told me to stop. I stopped and stared at her.

"What are you doing out side, Callie Adams Foster?" Mama questioned sternly as she walked over and dragged me back inside where Stef was cleaning the bowl of soup she dropped when I pushed her away. Stef looked up with a smile at Mama then looked at me. "Why is there chicken soup on the floor?" I laughed a little as I scratched my ear nervously. Stef and Mariana looked at me so did Mama and I sighed.

"Chicken soup drama." I whispered then started to cough again and felt more shit than ever. Mama shook her head as she pointed upstairs.

"Take a warm shower and I will bring up some medicine for you to take." I nodded and slowly made my way up the stairs hearing little whispers. I shook my head and took off everything in the bathroom then warmed up the bath inside locking the boys door so they wouldn't come in then slid in slowly taking in the warmth.

-x-o- Stef -x-o

"Bloody Chi-chi Chef." I muttered to Lena and Mariana as I pointed to the package of the take out. "I made her Chicken soup which she had refused then Mariana comes in with this junk and Callie happily wants to eat that." I threw the Chi Chi out in the bin before Mariana could stop me.

"I understand that you are angry." Lena started but I shook my head as I poured all the chicken soup into the sink annoyed. "But, please don't be mad at Mariana."

"I am not mad!" I protested and turned around seeing Mariana looking down. "I am just upset at Callie refusing to eat the food I made. She used to love my chicken soup." Mariana nodded and Lena sighed.

"I don't think I can take this with you and Callie like this." Lena whispered as she sat down at the table and letting Mariana go. "I think you two need a chat.. I don't care if she is sick, you two are talking today."

"You don't think I have tried to talk to her, Lena!" I yelled as I started to pace up and down the kitchen. "I can't even get one sentence out without her interrupting me and telling me to leave her alone."

"Then try harder." Lena yelled just as loud as me for the first time scaring the both of us. "What is the worst thing that can happen?" I stopped pacing and looked at her. "Seriously, Stef. What is the worst thing she can say or do? I mean, you already messed up in her books so seriously, what would be worst?"

"Her running away." I whispered sadly as I finally took a sit in front of her. "That would be the worst thing that can happen in line with one of us dying."

"I need to take this medicine up to her." Lena whispered as she grabbed the bag of medicine the doctor gave us today. She got up and I frowned.

"I am sorry." I whispered but she ignored me as she went upstairs leaving me alone in the kitchen.