lost - the fosters

it was good

*callie's pov*

i came home and saw that riley was sleeping on the couch. thank gosh i thought because frequently i had nothing to say to her. well i mean it could be worst, you know if liam was staying here instead.

i walked into the kitchen and saw that lena was doing dishes.

"hey honey! how was is with daphne?" she asked.

"good! it was good!"

i lied.

i told her i was going out with daphne for a few hours, so it didn't seem too suspicious that i was leaving so early.

"that's good! do you wanna give me a hand with the dishes?"

"ah, to be honest not right now. there's too much on my mind right now, and i would rather just go lay down. sorry."

"anything you want to talk about?"

"no."

"you sure?"

"yes im sure!" i said back.

i didn't want to sound rude.

"okay, well go get some rest!" she said.

she seemed okay with it.

as i was walking into my room, stef was walking out of the bathroom.

"hey sweetie!" she said.

"hey!" i said back and went into my room.

i laid down.

jude came in.

"hey buddy!"

"hey, can i talk to you about something?"

i sat up.

"yes of course, anything, you know that jude."

"well i talked to riley last night and she told me that liam is out of jail and sarah is still living with their family -

"what! what do you mean?"

i don't know, that's what she said!"

"i can't believe this." i said nearly on the verge of crying.

there was silent pause.

"im sorry callie."

i hugged him and kissed his forehead.

"it's okay. it's going to be okay. ill talk to moms tomorrow."