Fanfic: Made For You (7/?)
Title: Made For You (7/?)
Author: elpmas03
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
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Summary: Okay, sooo…here is the next part that has been hiding away somewhere. It’s very short and I apologize that it took so long to happen, but I was really busy with exams and now I’m having a hard time figuring out what’s going to happen in the story. I have no idea where it’s going, but I thought I’d put a small part up to keep everyone from waiting.
Arizona
11:04…11:05…11:06…
I’ve been staring at the clock on my cable box for the past 2 hours and 36…no, wait…37 minutes, trying to find some type of plan for what I’m about to do. But no matter how hard I think or dig deep to try and find a way to do this, the only image in my head is the one of Callie in the elevator, shivering and moaning in front of me. I have to tell Caitlin; it’s been too long already and after realizing tonight that I can’t not be around Callie, I decided I need to tell her. She doesn’t deserve any of this…not to say that anyone really does, but her especially. Part of me is hoping that she’ll just give up and dump me without even hearing a word I have to say, but I know her too well. And besides…I don’t want my decision to choose Callie to be by default.
I snap my head towards the unlocked door when I hear it click open and Caitlin walks through. She looks strange; her shoulders are slumped, her eyes scream dejection, and she looks like she’s been crying. It’s not until we make eye contact and I see the mixed look of sadness, anger, and above all, disappointment that I realize…she knows.
“Caitlin-“
“Don’t. Just…don’t,” she cuts me off in what comes out as barely a whisper. “Why?”
“What?” I whisper in confusion and gulp back the lump that’s rising in my throat.
“I want to know why,” she says louder, her voice regaining its confidence now.
“Caitlin, I don’t-“
“Why!” she yells angrily and I jump slightly at the volume of her voice.
All I can do is stare at her in shock for a few minutes while she stays glued to the same spot she’s been in and watches me patiently. This is all happening so quickly-I had a plan; a plan to remain calm and talk to her.
“I don’t, um…” I stutter and hope that my silence will be enough, but she urges me on with the impatience growing in her eyes. “…I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” she laughs in disbelief.
“No, that’s not what I meant-“
“How do you not know why you cheat on someone, Arizona?” the disdain is dripping from her lips when she says my name and I feel a brief shiver run up my body.
“I meant that it wasn’t you…there was nothing you did that was wrong, it was just…me…it was my thing-” I’m struggling to say what I want to and it’s only making her impatience elevate. “-I’m…I am so sorry.”
“She cheated on you,” Caitlin whispers, completely ignoring my apology. “She cheated on you and hurt you and…left you! How can you go back to someone who caused you that much pain when-“
“Because, it’s Callie,” I blurt out and feel my stomach drop when I realize I said it out loud.
Her jaw drops and her eyes find the ground while her head shakes in disbelief. For a few silent minutes I’m contemplating whether or not I should grab a weapon in preparation of how angry she might get. But when she finally looks up and I see a few tears falling down her cheeks, my heart instantly melts and I find myself swiping away a few tears of my own.
“I’m sorry,” I repeat my apology from before, but I can’t seem to look her in the eyes this time.
She takes a few steps forward and I feel the weight of the couch shift beside me; she’s sitting relatively far away from me and watching me crumble, unable to figure out what to do.
“Do you want to be with her?” she finally asks.
“What?” I exhale in shock; I was expecting name-calling, flying objects, anything other than this conversation.
She adjusts her body so she’s facing me now and crosses her legs before leaning forward and forcing my eyes to meet her own.
“I’m not saying I forgive you and I’m not saying things will be the same, but…I’m willing to try…if you want to-if you want me,” she confesses and her voice changes to one of confidence and force before she continues. “I’m not going to let you go that easy. I want you to pick…and I want you to pick me.”
Callie
I can’t take it anymore; I have to know. It’s been weeks and Arizona still hasn’t made a decision. I thought it would be over by now, I thought…I thought that it would come easily to her. Pick me. Choose me. Love me. I want to grab her by the shoulders and shake those words into her, but I know this has to be her choice…that doesn’t mean I can’t fight for her to make the right one…right?
I know I shouldn’t be here, standing outside of her apartment door, but I can’t go another day without knowing her choice. It’s eating away inside of me, tugging on heartstrings and making my stomach drop in fear that I may have lost the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
I gulp back the nervous fluttering in my stomach and knock quietly on the apartment door. The door creaks open on the second knock, not completely closed and I push it open and peek into the dimly lit apartment before moving forward.
“Arizona, it’s-“
I find my entire body completely frozen in place when I see Arizona and Caitlin sitting together on the couch; their eyes snap to my spot in front of the door and although I see that aqua blue sparkling up at me, I also find a set of piercing brown, flickering with anger.