Chances

Suspicious

Callie tapped her pencil against her lips, staring down at the pile of homework she hadn't even made a dent in.

"65." A voice said from behind her.

The brunette looked up and smiled at her younger sister, Mariana, "Thanks." The brunette said, not bothering to write the answer down. Something had been bugging her ever since yesterday.

It felt as if everyone in her family was watching her. This hadn't been the first time for this to happen, but she still hated the feeling that they were judging her.

Frowning, Callie set down her pencil and walked inside the bathroom. Whipping out her phone, she dialed Ximena's number. The girl picked up just halfway into the first ring.

"Hey, Cal." She greeted.

"Yeah, hey X." She answered half-heartedly, playing with a loose thread on her jeans.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. All I know is that I want to get out of here."

"What, are you running away again?" Ximena asked.

"No. I just need to get out of the house for the day. Everyone just keeps staring at me like I've done something wrong. Is it alright if I come over?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course!"

And on that note, Callie ended the call end left the bathroom. She pocketed her phone and left the house, driving over to Ximena's. Lena watched her daughter leave the house, but tripped over her own feet when she saw her adopted son, Jude, standing in front of her.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"Um, nothing. Just checking on your big sister."

"Why?" Jude asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Um, is there any chance you would know if Callie could be a lesbian?" The biracial woman asked her son.

"She's not."

"How could you be sure? There are a lot of closeted lesbians out in the world, and she and Ximena have been spending a lot of time together lately."

"I know everything about my sister and I know she is not a lesbian." He said truthfully. He was the only one so far that knew Callie was bisexual, so it wasn't a lie. As much as he hated keeping secrets from his Mama, he hated the thought of betraying his sister even more.

"Oh, okay." Lena responded with a sharp nod.

The 13-year-old boy walked away without another word, Lena still staring out the window and frowning at the spot where the family's Minivan had once been. There was something going on, and she was going to find out exactly what.

Back at Ximena's house, the brunette was laying down on her friend's couch playing on her phone. The Latina sat on the chair closest, "So, what? They just watchin' you now?"

Callie nodded, "I haven't seen them act this weird around me since they found out I had been dating Brandon."

"Maybe you did something? Something to upset them?"

"Like that's anything new." She stretched out her legs and looked to the side, "But I don't think that's the case. Maybe they're like, suspicious about something?" Callie inquired out loud, "I just wish I knew what about."

"Well, how 'bout I take that off your mind? We could watch the next Juras--"

"If you suggest we watch more Jurassic Park, I will personally chuck all of them out the window."

"Ouch, girl." The Latina placed both of her hands across her mouth and leaned back as if she was shot. When she raised herself up, she noticed the look of anger on Callie's face. She wasn't laughing. At all.

And she knew exactly why. The Latina had barely escaped being deported back to Mexico. She and her family were lucky ones, though it was a miracle none of the Sinfuegos got hurt in all of it.

"Lighten up, Cal." The Latina teased, gently bumping the girl's arm.

Pulling her knees to her chest, she ignored her friend. Whenever Ximena made jokes like this, she always ended up getting the silent treatment from her best friend.

"It's okay, I'm okay." She assured.

Biting her lip, the brunette nodded, "I know. I just hate when you joke like that. It makes me think about how you could've gotten...shot. It was scary for me, but even scarier for you." She frowned.

Climbing off her chair, Ximena forced the girl into a sitting position and sat down next to the brunette. The Latina draped a hand over the girl's shoulder and pulled her close, "I'm sorry, I shouldn'tve said that." She confessed, pulling the girl closer.

The brunette shook her head and looked down at her knees, "Yeah, you shouldn'tve." Sitting stiff, she looked straight into the Latina's sparkling brown eyes.

A warmness filled Callie's stomach as she continued to stare at her friend. The older girl was so beautiful. But she had always been beautiful. Thinking back, Callie realized there was nobody else she looked up to or admired more than Ximena.

Not thinking, the brunette grabbed hold of the Latina's face and pulled her into a kiss. One that wasn't returned.

Oh, Shit. Callie thought.

The brunette stared at the Latina, who didn't say a single word. Tears coming to Callie's eyes, she grabbed her bag and ran to the car.

She stopped the Mini in front of her house and got out as quick as possible. She didn't want to go anywhere today, or anywhere again for that matter.

Shutting the door behind her, she was shocked to see her Moms as well as her brothers and sister cornering her at the door.

"Callie are you a lesbian?" Stef asked, staring at her shocked daughter.

"Excuse me?"