"Callie?" Mark Sloan, Callie's best friend, says for a third time.
She shakes what ever she was thinking from her head and glares at him. "What Mark?"
"Damn. Nothing now." And he goes back to eating. I just giggle.
"No. What did you want?" She sighs.
"A little conversation for you. Blondie here has been talking nonstop for the last 30 minutes, and I haven't got so much as a nod from you. What's up?"
She grabs her phone from her lap, stands up, and says, "I'm going to the bathroom.". And then she leaves.
My eyes can't help but follow her butt until she's out of sight. "She has such a nice ass. Damn." I giggle again.
"What's her problem?" Mark looks to me, obviously he was following her ass too.
"Oh. Um.. I don't know." I lie. I know what the problem is.
"Is it Erica?"
"What? Why would you think that?" "Damn he's good."
"Because she only acts that way when she talks to Erica."
I sigh, "yeah it's Erica. She called a day or two ago and begged for forgiveness and wanted to be 'friends'." That word came out way more harshly than I wanted Mark to know.
"You really don't like her do you?"
"Erica? No shit I don't like the fucking bitch. Why the fuck would I? Do you?"
"No but--". Just then Callie came back.
"Are you ready to go?" She looks at me, her eyes pleading for me to say yes.
"Um yeah. Sure love." I say standing up. "Mark, its been a pleasure" I add sarcastically, talking to him is 99% of the time far from pleasurable.
When we get back to my car I open the door for Callie, "I can open my own door." She replys.
"Yeah. I know." I retreat to the drivers side and slide into the seat.
Once on the main road, I please my right hand on her thigh and she tenses under my touch. "Calliope, what's wrong?" I plead.
"Nothing, Arizona."
"Yes there is. Please tells me."
"Just drop it, okay?" I sigh before she continues, "can you drop me off at my house? I think I'm gonna stay there tonight.". I try to look at her, but she's focused on the side window. I want to cry, she's stayed with me for almost 2 months. And now all the sudden Erica's back and she's sleeping at her own house. Go fucking figure.
I pull into her driveway and she reaches for the door. "Calliope?"
Her hand freezes on the handle, "don't baby. Its not what you think. Everything is fine. I just have some things to do." She still hasn't looked at me.
"Okay." I sigh, I'm not going to win this. "I love you."
"I love you too." And with that she runs fro. The car to her front door and disappears inside.
"I love you TOO!? What the fuck!? She hates 'too'!" I can't help but breakdown in tears. "I think I'm losing her."
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The First Cut is the Deepest
FanfictionArizona Robbins has a problem. For the last 7 years she has battled deep depression that has resulted in self harm and eating disorders. Callie Torres is the one person that can make her feel like she is worth something, but Callie is convinced sh...
