Okay, so.. first FanFic.. not so sure about it. Let me know if it sucks, or if there's anything I could do to improve it. If there's no use to keep writing, let me know! I'm open to all critisism . :P So yep.... if it sucks, let me know!
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TItle: What happened to being scared together? 1/?
Rating: PG-13? Maybe PG
Pairing: Callie/Erica
Summary: Callie's scared, and thinks her and Erica are moving too fast.
Disclaimer: Grey's Anatomy and all of it's character's within belong to ABC and Shonda Rhimes. They do not belong to me.
Callie sighed as she looked at the calendar. She turned and walked to her couch and proceeded to flop down on it. “3 months,” she thought to herself. “ 3 long, emotionally draining months..”.
It had been 3 months since she had kissed Erica, and almost 3 months since she had seen her. 3 months since Erica had walked away from her outside the hospital. Walked out of her life. It had been 2 and a half months since Erica had sent her an email out of nowhere. In the email she told Callie that she had moved to Europe and was now living in England. She told her about the hospital she worked at, and how she didn’t plan on making any friends. The thing that mattered most of all was that she had told Callie that she still loved her. One month ago today, Erica left her again. And now she found herself here, in a strange and scary situation.
Looking down, she realized she was still wearing her coat. She had been home for about 20 minutes, but had been sitting down thinking for 15. She got up and put her coat away in the closet, then made her way to the computer. She logged into her email.
Inbox (1)
It was from Erica.
Hey love, miss you. How was your day? I can’t believe it’s been 3 months… Wow, I miss your kiss. Your intoxicating, warm and loving kiss…. Anyway, just wanted to give you shout (and tell you that yes, I remembered what day it is) Anyway, can’t wait to talk to you soon.
I love you,
Erica.
PS our phone conversation the other day was… amazing. I love actually hearing you talk, and breathe and make all of those little “Callie” sounds that I love so much.
Callie looked up, away from the screen. She loved getting email from her Erica but at the same time, they reminded her how much she missed her.
6 months ago, her world had been turned upside down when she found herself falling for her best friend. 3 months ago, it happened again when Erica left her. Left her and moved to Europe. Without a word. It had been 2 and a half months since Erica took her by surprised and told her that she still loved her, and wanted to get back together. Then a month ago, Erica left her again. Left her to be a complete mess. A complete mess who felt like she had done everything to make their relationship work, and Erica had just hurt her once again. A week ago Erica did the unthinkable and told Callie that she was sorry. She was sorry for hurting her, and feels horrible about it. She told Callie that not having her in her life made her realize how much she needed her and loved her. So here she was, back together with the woman with the gorgeous blonde curls, that sexy voice, that beautiful body. The woman she loved so much.
She took a breath, then moved her mouse over the “Reply” button. But what was she going to say? She had so many thoughts racing through her head, but didn’t know how to put them into words.
They had agreed to take things slow this time, but things were most definitely moving and a very fast pace. Their relationship always did, but now she was worried. She was scared of getting hurt again. Of course she trusted Erica, but she had a history of leaving. A history of not thinking about Callie’s feelings first before acting. That is what happened the last few times they broke up. She just… left her. And moved. And now they were wrapped up in this complicated relationship they were trying to keep alive from opposite sides of the world. In one week they had talked about marriage, pets, and starting a family. “How did this happen? Not.. Not like I’m complaining. I love her and would want nothing more than just collapse in her arms, but this is hard. Very hard. And I’m not sure I’m ready. I… I love Erica, with all my heart, but I’m scared,” She thought to herself.
Had Erica really changed? She hoped so, but how could she be sure? Their 2 hour phone conversation the other day did reassure her, but was it enough?
“I’m just going to have to go with my heart this time. Just go with it. Jump, and hope she’s there to catch me at the bottom..”
She clicked reply. She began to type.
Hey, there. It was great to hear you too! Work’s been a little crazy lately, so getting the chance to have a nice conversation with you definitely took my mind off that. I keep getting distracted at work too, thinking about everything we talked about.
I love you, Erica. I love you so very much…. But I’m scared. I don’t mean to change the tone of the conversation or whatever… but, we need to talk.
Remember when you said we’d be scared together? Well, I feel as though I’m alone. You’ve seen leaves… and it’s been months and I still don’t know what I see. I know I’m not straight, and I know I want to be with you, but I just don’t even know who I am anymore. I’m scared to get hurt again. I know you say you’ve changed, and I think you have, but that doesn’t take away my fears. I need to know you be there for me no matter what happens.
This is hard. You’re on the other side of the world, and I want nothing more than to be with you, but I can’t be there with you. Work’s too crazy for the both of us, and I can’t convince Richard to give me enough time off to fly over to you. Every night I go to sleep wishing you were there beside me. Wishing I could run my finger through your blonde hair… wishing I could kiss you… It’s been 3 months Erica, and it’s been hard. Are you sure you want to continue living like this? I know I am willing to, I am willing to do anything for you..
I love you, I just have.. A lot of fears. I’m so confused about everything and feel so alone…
I miss you so much, and I love you more than anyone.
Hopefully we’ll speak soon,
Cal.
She took a breath, and hit send. She looked at the clock, 12 hours until she could expect a reply from Erica. She would just have to try to sleep, and wait until tomorrow.