The Fosters - Aftermath

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Hey everyone, so sorry for the long wait for an update but here's the second chapter. Also, I've read all your comments, and I do plan on writing what some of you had suggested before it was suggested, but please, keep commenting if you have more ideas. Your comments help keep my motivation to want to write the story alive (no matter how long it sometimes takes me to update).

TW//SA ~~ slightly graphic scene, in italics, feel free to skip over.

She was trying to work on her homework for nearly an hour when she started to nod off. She fell asleep and hoped for no nightmares.

.... She wasn't that lucky.

It was two hours later when woke up. She was startled out of her sleep and shot forward in bed. Callie was breathing heavily from the nightmare. Callie sat up and tried to calm her breathing but was brought back to her time in solitary.

Callie was just dragged to solitary by two female guards when the male one who got her into this trouble came in. Callie backed herself against the furthest wall from the door but when the guard smirked and closed the door behind him her eyes teared up and fear overtook her.

This can't be happening. This can't be happening. Callie repeated in her head. She couldn't go through this again. She had barely survived Liam.

"Shhh," The guard said when he heard Callie whimper. "It'll be over before you know it." The guard walked up to Callie and began ripping her clothes off. Callie nearly screamed out in pain when he squeezed her boobs and when he ripped her underwear off. He began to rub her and moaned at the feel of her. He began to stick a finger in her when she cried out.

"Stop. Please stop. I'll do anything," Callie tried to beg but the guard just slapped her, shutting her up. Callie was still handcuffed and unable to fight. He lowered Callie down onto the small green mattress in the room and began planting kisses on her neck and shoulders before moving down to her boobs. He sucked and bit them as he rubbed and played with her. Callie was silently crying, unable to believe that this was happening to her again and that guards were standing outside, letting a minor get raped.

Callie could feel herself getting wet and felt disgusted with herself. She knew that this was her body's response to being touched and she couldn't control it but when he felt herself release for this man she sobbed out.

"Stop. Please stop," Callie weakly begged but the guard didn't listen. He stood up, pulled off his pants and his own underwear, spread Callie's legs further apart and inserted himself in her.

He moaned. "Oh, my god you are so fucking tight."

Callie was trying to picture herself somewhere else, somewhere safe but continued to sob when she was unable to. It felt like she was being ripped in half. The guard kept pounding in and out of her, not giving her any mercy. It felt like he was raping her for hours. When he finally finished he got off of her, undid her cuffs, got dressed, smirked and then spit on her and then walked out of the small solitary room.

When Callie heard the door lock her sobs grew even louder as she quickly put her clothes back on and then curled into a ball in one of the corners of the room, not wanting to be on that disgusting mattress.

Callie was taken out of her flashback when she heard her name being called. She sighed and rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

It's okay. You'll be okay, Callie. Breathe. Callie tried to coach herself. She didn't want her mom and mama to worry more about her. They had enough to deal with when it came to her legal troubles and Jesus' condition.

Callie went downstairs and walked into the kitchen where Lena was.

"I saw you dosed off earlier so I'm sorry if I woke you, but I thought you should eat," Lena told her.

Callie shook her head. "I'm not hungry, Mama."

Lena frowned. "Callie, you need to eat," Lena told her, but Callie shook her head again and looked down. "Callie, please talk to me. What's going on?" Lena asked, hoping her eldest daughter would open up to her.

"I'm just tired, Mama," Callie told Lena, yawning as she did. Lena sighed. It did seem like her daughter was exhausted. Lena looked at Callie and saw her downward look, her eyes opening and closing. Lena pulled Callie into her arms and just held her. Lena felt Callie relax into her. Lena gently rubbed Callie's back.

It was a few moments later when Lena pulled away. She saw Callie yawn again.

"Hey, how about you and I go to the living room and watch a movie?" Lena suggested and then smiled when Callie nodded, agreeing. Lena grabbed a blanket for them to share while Callie ended up making some popcorn after Lena said she needed to at least have a snack if she wasn't going to eat lunch and reluctantly agreed.

They sat down on the couch and about halfway through the movie Callie began to lean on Lena which turned into the mother/daughter duo cuddling. Callie had fallen asleep by the end of the movie, half on top of Lena and Lena couldn't help but smile. Normally It was Stef who got this kind of time with Callie but was thankful Callie had warmed up to her as much as she first had with Stef. Lena was gently rubbing Callie's back up and down with her hand when the door opened. Lena looked at her watch and saw that it was already 6 pm. She looked towards the entry hall as best she could and saw her wife.

"Hey, love," Stef smiled when she saw Lena on the couch. "How's she doing?" Stef asked, gesturing to Callie.

"She's okay," Lena said, running a hand through Callie's hair. "She just seems exhausted."

Stef nodded and walked over to the couch and leaned down to kiss her.

"Get a room," Callie said, opening her eyes, making her Mama and Mom laugh.

"Hey, bug," Stef said, leaning down to kiss Callie's forehead. "How was your day with Mama?"

"Quiet," Callie said. A good kind of quiet unlike solitary. Callie silently thought. "What are we having for dinner?"

"I was thinking pasta," Lena told her. "Want to go get cleaned up?" Callie nodded and rushed up.

"So, it's Friday tomorrow," Stef started. "Want me to stay home with Callie tomorrow or do you think she'll be okay alone?"

Callie heard the question and felt the panic bubble inside her. Alone. She did not want to be alone.

"You're scheduled to work, right?"

"I am, yes," Stef confirmed.

Lena sighed and nodded. "I'm sure she'll be fine home alone tomorrow," Lena said. Callie had been left home alone before, it wasn't like she was going to cause any trouble. She had grown past that stage.

Callie was standing at the top of the stairs, panicked. She was hoping that now that she was home she wouldn't have to be alone but obviously that wasn't the case. Callie quickly walked into her room when she heard Stef coming up the stairs.

Callie sank onto the bed and thought about how much tomorrow would suck.

Tryingto write a slow burn for this story, but I suck at slow burns so let's see how longit'll take for Stef and Lena and the rest of the family to figure out what'sgoing on with Callie.