Streetlife

36 - Tuesday

"So what really happened to Frank? Is he gonna be ok?" Callie asks Julius as the two had just woken up from their morning naps and were making lunch.

Yesterday had been an exhausting day for the both of them for different reasons, and Julius was feeling far more emotional than he was letting on. He was so damn worried about Frank and wondered if Warbucks would hurt him even more especially since he was sure he already knew the man was in the hospital, for nothing could ever be hidden from the man for long, and Julius often wondered how in the hell their pimp kept tabs on everyone.

He was also worried about Lena, and of course Tess who still had not come back from her weekend with Harry. God only knew where she was, and he had prayed hard last night that she hadn't run off again and if she did, he prayed she would never be found by Warbucks. He just wanted her to be happy, and he wanted her off drugs but the odds of that were very slim.

"Mugged, baby. I told you. Mugged. He will be fine." The man waves his hand as he stirs honey into his tea.

"Stef is soo upset. I feel so badly for her." Callie says as Julius takes a sip of his tea and rubs his forehead a he remembers the fight Lena and Stef had at the hospital last night. It had raised his blood pressure and made him lose his ever loving mind. However, no matter what he was always on Lena's side, always, for he still couldn't stand Stef regardless of the fact that she was Frank's sister.

"Oh honey, please don't mention her name. It gives me an instant migraine!"

"But why? Don't you feel badly for her? I do. She means well. You just haven't given her a proper chance," Callie takes a bite of her grilled cheese as Julius snorts.

"Pshhh, that why she got you high last night and doing some funny business????"

"She didn't. I got high on my own. She didn't force me. Besides she was having a super rough day and then it just got worse." Callie is quick to defend herself as Julius eyes her over his glasses.

"YOUUUU my dear, are always defending her. ALWAYS and she treats you like trash. She treats everyone like trash. I think you need to meditate and drink some of your kevita ginger tea and think about that!"

"I think she's just misunderstood. You all aren't giving her a chance, that's all. She's not as abrasive as you claim," Callie sighs. "Besides, she can be quite sweet."

"Girllllll, you need to wake the hell up and smell that NEW YORK CITY air!!! She's an asshole!!!!! A S S H O L E!!!!!! You should have heard the things she called Lena! Good God, makes my skin crawl and break out in fucking hives every time her lips flap! She called her all kinds of nasty ass  names when we were all only trying to help! Jesus Lord! Do I need to smack you and wake you the hell up?????" Julius' glasses fog now as he rants and Callie smiles softly.

"Well, she was probably really stressed. She was super upset when she left here. I tried to calm her, but she wouldn't have it. I mean, I get it. If it were my sibling, I'd be upset too," she shrugs as Julius pounds the table with his fist, not phasing Callie one single bit.

"Jesus child! What did she promise you? The fucking world? Is she your girlfriend or what?? Clearly she licks your pussy like a goddess or something!!!!!!" He practically screams as Callie laughs.

"NO! She's just my friend. I like her Julius. And I feel as if you just refuse to relax enough to get her. That's all."

"Well none of us do. NONE OF US. And she can't stay here. No way! Mhmmm! NOPE!"

"But, I already told her she could stay in my room, especially now since Frank is in the hospital. Why would we want her to be alone? That's unfair to do to her. Frank wouldn't like it that she's all alone, and he'd feel better if she were safe and sound." Callie smiles as Julius' face is red with anger, and he begins scratching his arms again, his tea growing cold.