It's been a whole month since I left Callie crying in her car. I miss her so much. I feel like I've lost a part of me, I feel incomplete. I've been back at work just over a week and I was hoping it would help but it hasn't, all I can think about is Callie, All I want is Callie, but I just cant get over that she kept it all from me. If she told me from the beginning, it would have been fine, but she didn't. We spoke multiple times about relationships and all that stuff, yet she never told me.
I thought I was heartbroken after Carina, but that was nothing to what I'm feeling now. I feel empty, like I'm just existing, a shell of an empty person on auto pilot. I wake up hungover, go to work, go home, drink till I fall asleep and do the same the next day, thats hows it has been for the past month. I haven't cut again, Lexi and Amelia make sure of that. I see the scars, and it's just a reminder of how bad I was and how hurt I was, and I don't want to be reminded of that.
"Earth to Arizona," Beth shouts, waving her hand in front of me.
"Sorry Beth, what's up?"
"Can you take these to table 1" She gestures to the counter where there are 2 cups of coffee.
"Yeah," I pick them up and walk to the table.
"Here you go," I say, placing the coffee on the table, faking a smile on my face. They thank me, and I walk back to the counter.
The rest of the day seemed to drag. All I wanted to do was go home and drink. What felt like forever, the last customers finally left, and we closed down. Once we were done, I locked up and headed home. Once I got home, I got changed into more comfy clothes and ordered a takeaway. I wasn't in the mood to cook. I got the wine and sat on the sofa, pulling the blanket over me. I put the tele on settling on a murder show. I love these shows, not because I'm a psycho or anything. I just find it fascinating how they solve them and catch the killers, even when it looks like they wouldn't.
About 2 hours later, i decided to put the news on. It's full of shit but I like to keep up to date with things. I was looking at my phone when the new reader spoke.
BREAKING NEWS....
The young woman who has been left fighting for her life after a drunk driver crashed into her car at junction between Main Street and Spring Road earlier today has been named as 28 year old Calliope Torres. She was air lifted to the nearest trauma hospital and is said to be in critical condition. The drunk driver has also been identified as 50 year old Richard Webber, who was arrested on the scene, we will bring you more information as it comes in........
I couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing. My heart was pounding, I clearly must have misheard. It can't be Callie. I sat there for what felt like ages but must have only been minutes until I couldn't take it anymore. I have to see if she is okay, I mean, it can't be her. I picked up my phone and saw 2 missed calls and a voicemail...all from Callie. My phone had been on silent, so I didn't hear it ring earlier. I felt a little relief that I had these notifications because it means it can't be her. I reluctantly listened to the voicemail and instantly felt sick and went cold....it wasn't Callie's voice.
"hi Arizona this is Mark, Callie's husband, I tried calling you, there was an accident and Callie is in hospital, it's not looking to good, she told me what happened so I know you probably won't want to know but I thought I'd best tell you because I know she would want you here, anyway erm she's at Grey Sloan, if you decide to come"
with that, he hung up, and I sat there with the phone pressed against my ear, and tears spilt from my eyes. I kept hearing the news reader and Marks' words "fighting for life. "..."critical condition" ..."Not looking good." Tears were running down my face, my chest hurting. I need to get to her. I don't care about anything right now. All I know is that I need to see her...NOW. I rang Lexi
"I need you to take me to the Grey Sloan," I cried
"Why, what have you done" Panic evident in her voice, and I hear her grabbing her keys.
"It's not me, it's Callie, please. I can't drive. I've had a bottle of wine."
"okok, calm down. im coming. I'll be there in 2"
With that, I grabbed my shoes and headed to the door, and waited for Lexi. The whole time, tears still ran down my face, my heart hurting. One thought kept replying in my mind. What if she dies? I can't bear to think about it, but that's all I could do. I can't let me walk away, leaving her crying in her car, to be the last memory we have. I could never live with myself. Within minutes, Lexi pulled up, and I got in the car and drove to the hospital. She pulled up in front of the doors, I got out and ran inside, while she went to park the car.
"Where is Calliope Torres?" I say, running up to the reception.
"Sorry, love," she asked
"Calliope Torres, she was brought in a while ago, car crash," I say, tears rolling down my face.
"Ah yes, she's in surgery at the moment. That's all I can tell you, dear. A doctor will be out when they are done, but I can't say when that will be, sorry, love."
"Thanks." As I turned around to go sit down, a man walked up to me.
"Arizona," he says questionably.
"Yes,"
"I'm Mark,"
"Come sit down, I didn't think you would come," he says, gesturing to two empty seats, I follow and sit down.
"I only just heard your voicemail,"
"Callie's told me all about you,"
"she has," I ask
"Yeah, she told me last week what happened. She never meant to hurt you, Arizona, trust me, I know Callie, she's not that type of person. She loves you, I can tell. She begged me to sign the papers so she could try and get you back. "
"I've never seen her like this, not even with me. I knew then that I'd never get her back, so I signed them. She was on her way to tell you, " I can't believe what I am hearing. I couldn't speak. I just cried. She was on her way to see me?!
"This is all my fault." I cry, causing Mark to pull me into him.
"It's not."
"it..it is, If Id have forgiven her none of this would have happened"
"You had every right to act the way you did, I properly would have as well. However, you're here now, and when she wakes up after surgery, she will be so happy to see you. "
"If"
"No, if Arizona, Callie is a fighter, she will wake up."
A few minutes later, Lexi came in and sat next to me, I introduced Mark, and we sat there for about 4/5 hours until the doctor came out. As the receptionist pointed us out, the doctor walked towards us, his expression unreadable, my heart began pounding fast, my stomach was churning, and I'd never felt so much fear in my life.
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Sorrryyyy I know I always make someone end up in hospital hahaha but....oh well haha gives it a bit of drama i think...
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Saving Me
FanfictionArizona is used to having one night stands until she meets a dark haired Latino woman called Callie. Was their night of passion a one off or is this a start of something more. With Arizona's demons and Callie having a secrets of her own, only time w...