The fosters: Callie's change

Chapter 6: welcome home

Callies POV
As I was finally peacefully sleeping I felt someone touch my shoulder. I opened my eyes to again be blinded by the lights. I was finally able to squint and saw someone with big brown curls. Why did I have to think of who this was every time I saw her? Mama, it was mama. "Hey cal we are going to get you ready to come home". Home? I was going home already. "Mama" I said. "Yes baby we are going to get you dressed". I was forced by the nurses to sit up by myself which made my head ache but I pushed it aside, I wanted to go home. The nurse helped me put on a t shirt and it was a struggle. Trying to keep me arms from gently shaking and trying to lift them all the way. To then putting on pants, talk about difficult. After I was finally dressed and mama talking to the doctors a million miles a minute Stef walked in. Why was she here? She wasn't she there when I got into this mess? Wasn't it her fault I was hurt in the first place? She set me up didn't she? Was this mind playing tricks on me or was this the truth? "Hey Callie we are heading home now" Stef spoke as I was being helped into my wheelchair. "Home" I said coldly. She made a facial expression but I couldn't quite make it out. Stef rolled me to the car while Lena stayed at my side holding my hand. Both Lena and Stef had to help me stand up and assist me getting into the car. Stef tried to place the seatbelt on me and it felt like she was trapping me. Was she setting me up again? "NO"! I screamed. She stepped back and asked what was wrong. "Home please. I be good". Was all I could say. "Oh baby we are taking you home. You just have to wear your seatbelt that's all love". Stef spoke. Maybe she wasn't trying to set me up, maybe she was taking me home.  I trusted Lena and looked to her. She nodded her head and I knew it was safe for now. Once I was finally buckled into the seat my eyes felt heavy and I began to drift asleep on the pillow against the door Lena left for me.
Stefs POV
As we were driving home from the hospital I saw Callie fall asleep and I grabbed onto Lena's hand. I was scared , though I would never admit it. We pulled into the driveway and I saw both Robert's and mike's car here. Great, Mariana must have told them. I opened Callie's door slowly waking her which to she was not happy. I knew she was not sleeping well. We got her to stand up out of the car and placed her gently in her wheelchair. We began to push her towards the door when we realized there was 2 steps and 1 step at the door to enter the house. Callie had never practiced steps in PT. This was going to be a challenge. I thought about getting Jesus and AJ but I knew Callie would be upset. We counted to 3 helping her stand and she was pretty unsteady. We reached the steps and had to physically guide her right leg up the first step and then the left and so on and so on. Walking up 2 steps took 5 minutes. We reached the final step into the house and I could tell Callie was exhausted. "One more love you got it". She made an audible sigh but with the help of Lena, she
lifted her right leg again followed by her left. We finally were standing inside and though she said she wanted to walk to the couch herself it wasn't safe anymore. She could fall and get hurt from being so exhausted. "AJ here"? She asked looking around not knowing whether he was there or not. "Hey I'm right here Callie. I'm right here". He spoke up. She let go of mine and Lena's hand and wrapped her arms around him and I saw her legs were starting to give out. AJ quickly swooped her up and carried her to the couch. He placed her down on the couch and sat next to her holding her hand. She cuddled up next to him as best she could and closed her eyes. Why was it coming so easy to AJ and Lena? Why was Callie so willing to accept help from them but not me? What did I Do wrong? I placed a blanket over her and left her and AJ in peace before wondering over to the kitchen with the rest of the family. We decided to eat a late breakfast and allow Callie to sleep since she had not been sleeping for longer than 15-30 minutes at a time. Around 10:30 Robert decided it would be best if he came back tomorrow but as he was going to hug Callie goodbye her eyes popped open. She was looking at Robert but it was like she didn't see him at first. Was she having vision problems? "Hey kiddo I'm heading out see you tomorrow alright? Love you". He said. "D-Dad" Callie somehow managed. "Yeah it's me kiddo, Robert your dad, you doing okay"? He said. She didn't reply but she gave a crooked smile. He kissed her goodbye a final time and headed for the door. Why was this so simple with everyone? I hated to admit it but I was jealous. This wasn't fair to me that I was the one being hated for this. Truth is, I don't know if I even want Callie in this house with us at the moment. Not only does she need round the clock here but we have 4 other teenagers. After everything she has done with running away, the Brandon incident, and getting arrested with AJ for the stolen car had me at my wits ends. I know she was just trying to protect Mariana but she should have realized how deadly this could have turned. Lena and AJ were helping Callie to the table to eat some breakfast. The stools at the table had no back to them so Lena had to stand behind her while she ate. Lena didn't seem bothered by this at all but it bothered me. Our life couldn't revolve around taking care of Callie. It was impossible. Even though she was able to mostly eat independently AJ assisted once in a while when she would get tired and I just couldn't watch anymore. I stormed off upstairs and into the bedroom shutting the door. I just
Wanted all of this with Callie to be over with. I was exhausted.