Fan Fic: Safety (Chapter 11)
Title: Safety
Author: BrennaAimee
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Rating: PG 13
Summary: What happens when Callie and Arizona become attached to a withdrawn teen patient?
Disclaimer: All television shows, books, movies, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work and the characters, events, and settings thereof are the properties of their respective owners. This is for entertainment purposes only, no profit is being made
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/697.html#cutid1 (Part 1)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/978.html (Part 2)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/1143.html#cutid1 (Part 3)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/1372.html#cutid1 (Part 4)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/1703.html#cutid1 (Part 5)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/1950.html#cutid1 (Part 6)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/2327.html#cutid1 (Part 7)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/2657.html#cutid1 (Part 8)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/2990.html (Part 9)
http://brennaaimee.livejournal.com/3142.html (Part 10)
‘Yes that set was on point!’ I thought to myself. I was worried about that last stunt, but we pulled it off. I have to go get some water and see how my tab looks so far. I hope Constance remembered whose drinks I am buying.
I run over to the bar and slide across the top to Constance. I see Callie and Arizona so I make sure my face is still covered by my hat. I missed them this past year, but it was always better for them not to be in the middle of my life. I still feel bad about just leaving their house without talking to them and this is probably not the place to just ‘bump into’ them.
“Hey the girls you are buying for are ordering drinks now; you want to tell them who is buying their drinks.” Constance says to me.
I look at Callie, who was standing behind Arizona, out the corner of my eye and I know nothing good is about to happen because behind her I see my best friend, Desirea’ glaring at me because of a recent argument. She sees me looking at Callie and I know if she is mad at me she will take it out on anyone who associates with me. Luckily Layla is standing beside her and she also knows how she can get when she is mad. Next thing I know I see her swing at Layla so she can get closer to me at the bar. She misses Layla and hits Callie. I flinch when she makes contact, she sees that flash across my face and she smirks. I jump back over the bar and Layla grabs Desirea’. I grab Callie and Arizona and pull them out the side door.
“Nino! Get over here I’m taking them outside.” I yell for my friend. I want to talk to Callie and Arizona so I can explain especially now that they realize who I am.
“Jessamine?” I hear Callie ask, but I can’t talk to them yet. I have to go back in there and handle Desirea’.
“Nino don’t let them go anywhere, I’m going back in there to handle business. I’ll be right back.” I know they will probably put up a fight about that, but I know Nino won’t let me down.
I hear Callie yell something at me and I ignore her. I walk back in the club and find Layla and Desirea’.
“Dez, What the hell was that about? I get that you’re mad at me. You really have to let that go, you know I’m trying to help you.”
“Why did you flinch when I hit that bitch?” She spits back at me. I have to keep calm and that almost sends me over the edge. I know she said it to hurt me. If she knew who that was she never would have said anything like that. Desirea’ was there for me after the hospital incident and she knows how much respect I hold for Callie and Arizona.
“You have no idea what you are talking about so I suggest you don’t start this off by calling names.” Its one thing for her to be mad at me, but to bring them into it and disrespecting them is another entirely.
“I don’t really care what you suggest. I’ll talk about anything or any bitch I want to.”
“Look, you have one more time. . .” is all I get out before I feel a fist on my lip. If I was in another club I wouldn’t fight back but since I know I won’t get kicked out of this one I throw a punch back. She stumbles and starts to swing but I catch her fist and hit her again. Dez always says she knows not to mess with me, but with the things going on with her lately she must have forgotten that I’m stronger and can actually fight. The only resort she had left was to grab my hair. I really don’t want to hurt her so I throw her on the ground and walk out. I’m so mad I have to take my shirt off because I’m too hot and worked up. I need to feel the cool air to calm me down.
“J, what happened?” Nino asks and I wave him off. I look at Callie and clearly she is worried. I pull Nino to me. “I’m making sure they get home safe ok? You might want to go check on Desirea’.” I know saying that would send him on alert, if Dez and I are fighting its usually serious, and he has no idea who Callie and Arizona are or why I’m taking them home. “Tell your sis that I don’t think I’m going to be at your house tonight.” I start walking toward the girls and Nino grabs my arm. He pulls me close. “J, you know some of that gang has been back in town.” I look at him to let him know that I am fine, I’m not concerned about it and for him not to worry about it and he lets go.
“Come on let’s get you two home.”
“Are you ok?” Callie asks.
“Did you walk or drive?” I really don’t want to get into this right now. If I have to let them in I need a moment to think about this and to cool down.
“Walk.” Arizona says looking at me in the eyes trying to read me.
“Ok come on, I’m walking you, and no, it’s not up for discussion.” I snap and I immediately regret it when I see the looks that cross their faces.
“Look, I’m sorry I just need a minute and I need to make sure you get home safe.” I say giving an apologetic look.
“It’s ok.” Arizona says giving me an apologetic look.
“Come on” I say looking down starting to step past them. I feel a hand on my arm and then my chin. I look up and see pools of brown staring back at me and then at my mouth.
“Your lip is busted.” Callie says still looking worried.
“It’s fine, no big deal.”
“We’ll put ice on it when we get home.” She says.
The walk to their place passed in silence. I was on high alert looking in every alley way and around every corner, a habit I picked up on since my last bad encounter with an alley way and now knowing some of that gang was back. I saw them giving me curious looks every time I did this. I just shot them an innocent smile and they seemed to let it go. We are standing in front of their apartment building and I stop hoping to make a getaway. I quickly realize there is no way that is happening when Callie sends me a ‘don’t think you’re getting out of this one’ look.
I oblige and walk into the apartment building. We get in the elevator and I’m still quiet. Callie unlocks the door and we walk in.
“Do you want anything to drink?” Arizona asks me a small smile making an appearance on her face.
“No thanks Dr. Robbins.”
“I thought we moved past that a long time ago.”
“Arizona.” I say to please her. I was hoping by calling her that it would get me out of the discussion I know is coming.
Arizona gets a bag and puts ice in it. She wraps a towel around it and hands it to me. She motions for me to put it on my lip, I do and immediately it hurts. I was so mad and worried about them I didn’t feel the pain until now.
“Son of a . . . “ I yell and stop before I can finish my statement. Callie starts laughing at me and Arizona gives her a look trying to make her stop. I start laughing too causing Callie to laugh even harder. The image of her getting hit by Dez comes back and I stop laughing. “She didn’t hurt you did she?” I didn’t really mean to just blurt it out.
“What? Who is she?” She looks at me confused.
“When she hit you, in the club.” I clarify.
“No she didn’t hurt me. I was really just shocked. Did it look like it hurt?”
“Yes.”
“I’m fine, but what happened to you?”
I look around avoiding Arizona’s and her gazes. They are on one side of the island in the kitchen and I’m on the other. ‘This feels to much like an interrogation’ I think to myself.
“Well the person that hit you is someone I’m arguing with. They didn’t mean to hit you, but they saw how I looked when they did it and would have done it again to get to me. That is why I dragged both of you out.”
“Ok that only explains a part of it, how about how did you get a busted lip?”
“Lucky shot?” I question. I know that won’t suffice as an answer. It’s worth a try though.
“Maybe, but what caused it?”
“I told you I’m arguing with someone. Nothing really to explain.”
“Ok, how about you have two more chances to tell me the truth, or you get the wrap taken off the ice. Trust me that will sting way worse.” Callie says raising an eyebrow to challenge me.
“Ok, ok you don’t have to threaten.” I wince at the thought of having my lip hurting worse. “She. . . shecalledyouabitch.” I mumble hoping I wouldn’t have to repeat it. I know why I did it but sitting here with them staring at me, it all sounds childish.
“You started a fight over someone calling me a bitch?” She asks incredulously.
“I didn’t start the fight.” I quickly defend myself. “I told her she didn’t know what she was talking about, I made a suggestion and she didn’t like it.” I shrug.
“How old is this girl?” Arizona asks.
“24” I answer curious at the shift in conversation.
“Ok time out” Callie says glaring at me. ¿Cómo demonios has sacado en el club y pagar por una ficha cuando no tienes edad suficiente para entrar? que está apenas diecisiete años, y seguro que no importa la edad suficiente para beber.”
“Huh?” I say laughing. “If you’re going to go off on me can we keep it where I understand it please? High school Spanish was really a b.s class.”
“Sorry.” She huffs still pretty angry. “I said, How in the hell did you get in the club and pay for a tab when you’re not old enough to get in, you’re barely seventeen, and damn sure not old enough to drink.”
“Oh, about that. . . I have connections?”
“We aren’t going to get into that right now. Do you really think it’s a good idea to be in a club where people are so much older than you?” Arizona asks and I can tell she’s really worried about me.
“Ok, you both sound like my mother and I haven’t had one of those, much less parents, since I was like six.” I blurt out without thinking about it.
“Care to run that by me again?” Callie asks and I see shock in her eyes. “You said last year your parents were out of the country.”
“I lied.”
“Sweetie, why did you lie?” Arizona asks sweetly.
“I didn’t want to have to explain everything to you two.”
Callie’s P.O.V
I get up and walk into the living room to stare out the window. I don’t know why I’m so attached to this kid. It bothers me she lied more because I’m worried than anything else. Where does she live? How is she supporting herself? Where did she go when she left us last year? How did she end up in the hospital in the first place? Ok screw it, we are going to talk about this whether she likes it or not. I want answers, and to make sure she is ok and taken care of.