miscommunications 16/?
Title:Miscommunications 16/?
Author: xxlostitxx
Pairing: callie/erica
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or settings.
Authors Note: Thank you to my wonderful beta Rachel. You have been fantastic : )
Chapter Sixteen
(Erica’s POV)
The next four days past quickly and before we know it we are on our way to the airport. The flight has been delayed as there are storms surrounding Seattle but we our flight is scheduled to leave in a couple of hours. Callie has become quieter and quieter as the days pass. I often see her staring into space. I hope this isn’t a sign that she doesn’t want to be with me, that she regrets telling me she thinks her parents should know.
We are sitting in the seats waiting for the plane. Callie was being quiet again and she seemed lost in thought. I took her hand and kissed it slowly which brought her out of her daze. She smiled sweetly at me but I could still see the strain behind her eyes. “What’s wrong?” I ask her concerned.
“It’s just I’m not sure how my parents are going to take the news. I don’t want to disappoint them and I know this will. They are going to take it hard.” She looked down at her feet, her hair falling in her face. I couldn’t see her eyes, but I knew her well enough to know that they were welling with tears.
“Maybe I shouldn’t come. I, I mean we don’t have to tell them.” She looks at me her eyes clouded with tears. A sob escapes and I take her in my arms as she clutches onto me. I’m not sure why is she is crying. It could be because she scared, overwhelmed or it could be that she’s relieved I’ve given her away out. It hurts to know that we may never take this step in our relationship. If she never tells her parents about us how will we ever really truly be together? How will we have a future? How will this baby have two mothers if the grandparents don’t know that we are together? That we are a family and that we do love each other?
“I don’t want that.” I hear her say. I let out a breathe in relief. “I need them to know about me, about us. They’ll probably know straight away that I’m pregnant but I need to tell them about you, about how much I love and need you.” She smiles a teary smile and I kiss her forehead. We sit in silence for a little while just holding onto each other but soon our flight is called and we gather out things ready to board.
The plane trip to Spain takes a while and Callie spends most of the trip nauseas or asleep. We spent a lot of time in the bathroom as she threw up. The flying mixed with her pregnancy making her sick. The plane wasn’t full and they cleared a few seats so that Callie could lie down across them. She insisted that I sat down with her and she rested her head in my lap. She fell asleep with her arms wrapped around my legs.
When we finally arrive we collect our luggage quickly and we notice a chauffeur standing with a sign. ‘C. Torres.’ I point it out to Callie and she heads over. The chauffeur shows us to the car that is waiting as and I learn from Callie that it’s an hour drive.
I’m a little tired as I didn’t sleep on the plane but Callie looks nervous and sick from anxiety. “Baby, everything will be fine.” I put my hand on her knee and she quickly brushes it off.
“Not here,” she inclines her head towards the driver.
I’m taken back by what has just happened and Callie seems to realize and regret what she’s done straight away and she looks at me. I stare out the window, willing the tears not to fall. I swallow desperately trying to keep my composure as I look out the window.
Callie places her hand on mine but I don’t move, I don’t acknowledge that she has touched me at all. “We’re not going to do this are we?” I ask her.
She looks away. “I just need time. I want them to be okay with this and I think they need to see us together as friends before I tell them that I’m head over heels in love with you.”
I can feel my heart breaking but I put on a sad smile. “Okay. Friends it is then.” She nods, while I return my gaze to the window, hiding the tear that has trickled down my cheek.
Twenty minutes later and we finally arrive at the mansion. It’s huge and magnificent but I’m too upset to say anything. The chauffeur opened Callie’s door then mine and we both climb out. I go to get my luggage but Callie stops me, telling me that they’ll bring it to my room. It’s only then that it occurs to me that Callie and I won’t be sharing a bedroom.
I nod weakly and try to stop the overflow of emotions that I know are coming. I take two deep breathes, desperately pushing everything away and put on a fake smile as Callie and I enter the house.
(Callie’s POV)
My mother comes rushing towards us and I notice that Erica appears to be nervous. “Oh my god! Mija, you’re pregnant.” She wrapped me in a hug.
“Yes, I’m having a baby.” I noticed Erica’s fake smile falter slightly. I wasn’t having a baby, we were. “This is my best friend, Erica Hahn.” Erica smiled politely and my mother hugged her.
Erica has never been good with physical contact and hugs my mother back awkwardly. “Calliope has told me so much about you.” She smiled at my mother but then excused herself to go and get some air. I wanted desperately to follow her but my mother dragged me into the kitchen. “Calliope, I didn’t know that you were involved with someone. You are never telling me about your life anymore.”
I looked away at her nervously. How was I suppose to tell my mother how I got pregnant. “I’m not involved… I, I mean I am but not, not with the baby’s father.” She looks at me confused and upset.
“You got pregnant by someone other than the man you love?” Did I mention that my parents are traditional? They thought I was a virgin till I got married.
“Mama, I just it’s a long story. One I can’t tell you now. I’m going to go make sure Erica’s fine.” My mother seemed to still be processing everything she’d found out so I left the room in search of Erica.
I found her sitting under a tree in the front garden. Her eyes were red and swollen and I knew that she’d been crying. She hadn’t seen me approached and she quickly wiped her eyes when she did. “Hey.”
She looked up at me and replied weakly. “Hey.” I sat down beside her. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and she lays her head on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry.” I tell her.
“I know you are. I knew this would be hard.” I nod at her.
(Erica’s POV)
I can’t help but wonder if Callie really wants to be with me. I was so sure that she did. I knew that I love her. I thought that she loved me but now I’m filled with doubt. I want to believe in her, I want her to believe in us but I’m not sure that she does. That she ever will. I thought that she wanted to be with me but maybe she didn’t want to have this baby by herself, maybe I she didn’t love me. maybe I was convenient, maybe the baby was the only reason she needed me. I know that these thoughts are irrational but they still fill me and make me uneasy. I pull out of her embrace and stand up.
“I’m not feeling so great, do you think you could show me to my room.” She nods at me and stands up. I start walking to the house and she follows behind me. I wait at the backdoor for her to catch up and she shows me to my room. She stands awkwardly in the doorway as I hold the door.
“Good night Cal.” I whisper softly to her as I close the door.
Author: xxlostitxx
Pairing: callie/erica
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or settings.
Authors Note: Thank you to my wonderful beta Rachel. You have been fantastic : )
Chapter Sixteen
(Erica’s POV)
The next four days past quickly and before we know it we are on our way to the airport. The flight has been delayed as there are storms surrounding Seattle but we our flight is scheduled to leave in a couple of hours. Callie has become quieter and quieter as the days pass. I often see her staring into space. I hope this isn’t a sign that she doesn’t want to be with me, that she regrets telling me she thinks her parents should know.
We are sitting in the seats waiting for the plane. Callie was being quiet again and she seemed lost in thought. I took her hand and kissed it slowly which brought her out of her daze. She smiled sweetly at me but I could still see the strain behind her eyes. “What’s wrong?” I ask her concerned.
“It’s just I’m not sure how my parents are going to take the news. I don’t want to disappoint them and I know this will. They are going to take it hard.” She looked down at her feet, her hair falling in her face. I couldn’t see her eyes, but I knew her well enough to know that they were welling with tears.
“Maybe I shouldn’t come. I, I mean we don’t have to tell them.” She looks at me her eyes clouded with tears. A sob escapes and I take her in my arms as she clutches onto me. I’m not sure why is she is crying. It could be because she scared, overwhelmed or it could be that she’s relieved I’ve given her away out. It hurts to know that we may never take this step in our relationship. If she never tells her parents about us how will we ever really truly be together? How will we have a future? How will this baby have two mothers if the grandparents don’t know that we are together? That we are a family and that we do love each other?
“I don’t want that.” I hear her say. I let out a breathe in relief. “I need them to know about me, about us. They’ll probably know straight away that I’m pregnant but I need to tell them about you, about how much I love and need you.” She smiles a teary smile and I kiss her forehead. We sit in silence for a little while just holding onto each other but soon our flight is called and we gather out things ready to board.
The plane trip to Spain takes a while and Callie spends most of the trip nauseas or asleep. We spent a lot of time in the bathroom as she threw up. The flying mixed with her pregnancy making her sick. The plane wasn’t full and they cleared a few seats so that Callie could lie down across them. She insisted that I sat down with her and she rested her head in my lap. She fell asleep with her arms wrapped around my legs.
When we finally arrive we collect our luggage quickly and we notice a chauffeur standing with a sign. ‘C. Torres.’ I point it out to Callie and she heads over. The chauffeur shows us to the car that is waiting as and I learn from Callie that it’s an hour drive.
I’m a little tired as I didn’t sleep on the plane but Callie looks nervous and sick from anxiety. “Baby, everything will be fine.” I put my hand on her knee and she quickly brushes it off.
“Not here,” she inclines her head towards the driver.
I’m taken back by what has just happened and Callie seems to realize and regret what she’s done straight away and she looks at me. I stare out the window, willing the tears not to fall. I swallow desperately trying to keep my composure as I look out the window.
Callie places her hand on mine but I don’t move, I don’t acknowledge that she has touched me at all. “We’re not going to do this are we?” I ask her.
She looks away. “I just need time. I want them to be okay with this and I think they need to see us together as friends before I tell them that I’m head over heels in love with you.”
I can feel my heart breaking but I put on a sad smile. “Okay. Friends it is then.” She nods, while I return my gaze to the window, hiding the tear that has trickled down my cheek.
Twenty minutes later and we finally arrive at the mansion. It’s huge and magnificent but I’m too upset to say anything. The chauffeur opened Callie’s door then mine and we both climb out. I go to get my luggage but Callie stops me, telling me that they’ll bring it to my room. It’s only then that it occurs to me that Callie and I won’t be sharing a bedroom.
I nod weakly and try to stop the overflow of emotions that I know are coming. I take two deep breathes, desperately pushing everything away and put on a fake smile as Callie and I enter the house.
(Callie’s POV)
My mother comes rushing towards us and I notice that Erica appears to be nervous. “Oh my god! Mija, you’re pregnant.” She wrapped me in a hug.
“Yes, I’m having a baby.” I noticed Erica’s fake smile falter slightly. I wasn’t having a baby, we were. “This is my best friend, Erica Hahn.” Erica smiled politely and my mother hugged her.
Erica has never been good with physical contact and hugs my mother back awkwardly. “Calliope has told me so much about you.” She smiled at my mother but then excused herself to go and get some air. I wanted desperately to follow her but my mother dragged me into the kitchen. “Calliope, I didn’t know that you were involved with someone. You are never telling me about your life anymore.”
I looked away at her nervously. How was I suppose to tell my mother how I got pregnant. “I’m not involved… I, I mean I am but not, not with the baby’s father.” She looks at me confused and upset.
“You got pregnant by someone other than the man you love?” Did I mention that my parents are traditional? They thought I was a virgin till I got married.
“Mama, I just it’s a long story. One I can’t tell you now. I’m going to go make sure Erica’s fine.” My mother seemed to still be processing everything she’d found out so I left the room in search of Erica.
I found her sitting under a tree in the front garden. Her eyes were red and swollen and I knew that she’d been crying. She hadn’t seen me approached and she quickly wiped her eyes when she did. “Hey.”
She looked up at me and replied weakly. “Hey.” I sat down beside her. I wrap my arm around her shoulder and she lays her head on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry.” I tell her.
“I know you are. I knew this would be hard.” I nod at her.
(Erica’s POV)
I can’t help but wonder if Callie really wants to be with me. I was so sure that she did. I knew that I love her. I thought that she loved me but now I’m filled with doubt. I want to believe in her, I want her to believe in us but I’m not sure that she does. That she ever will. I thought that she wanted to be with me but maybe she didn’t want to have this baby by herself, maybe I she didn’t love me. maybe I was convenient, maybe the baby was the only reason she needed me. I know that these thoughts are irrational but they still fill me and make me uneasy. I pull out of her embrace and stand up.
“I’m not feeling so great, do you think you could show me to my room.” She nods at me and stands up. I start walking to the house and she follows behind me. I wait at the backdoor for her to catch up and she shows me to my room. She stands awkwardly in the doorway as I hold the door.
“Good night Cal.” I whisper softly to her as I close the door.