Romans & histoires Callie And Arizona Fan Fiction

Even without any obsidian, Veronica could meet me in the afternoon – if I hurried up. The message I’d received earlier was from Cyrus. I’d forgotten about it. But I couldn’t ignore him – not today. I dumped an armful of weapons on the bed, the wooden stakes and metal knives clanging together as they tumbled onto the soft duvet, and I stared down at the too-bright screen, trying to focus on the words. Callie, it read. I’d very much like to see you. I know it’s been only a matter of days, but the hole in my heart, born as a result of your absence, feels irreparable.

He thought that Natalie's attempts to teach Selene hadn't been harsh enough and that Natalie had been right about the fact that he needed to stop being so lenient with Selene. Natalie's call came through just then. She sounded utterly distraught on the other end of the line, weeping profusely. "Do you plan on returning, Cal? You see, because of your abrupt departure, I became the laughingstock of the whole pack. My coming-of-age ceremony has turned into a total disgrace!" Callum couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He abruptly swerved the car and made a sharp turn, saying, "I'm coming back right now. Don't worry, Natalie."

I felt a little dread creep through me as my eyes hovered over the heading. I flipped to the tab marked RIVERA, CALLIE — INTERNAL STRATEGY NOTES. The photo at the top was a basic headshot—probably pulled from the bakery’s official website or a business license. She looked the same. Curly brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and that soft smile she usually reserved for pets and babies. Her name read CALLIE RIVERA (FKA CALLIE EVANS). Beneath this, a few lines were underlined in red: Current Residence: 742 East Willow Drive

He wonders if she will ever talk to him again. She slumps onto the couch and pulls the blanket over her. Callie relaxes her body sinking into the couch. Her eyes flutter and a smile creeps over her lips. She remembered the couple she saw on her way back and thought about how lucky they were. What made her think that those couples were perfect? Her imagination runs wild, totally oblivious to the fact that she’s not asleep yet. She kept on fantasizing about the couples, making out on the road, how they were kissing passionately as everyone stood by, watching. She was still in her thoughts when Xander walked in and switched on the light to see if he could resolve the conflict between them.

She had her reasons for not openly flaunting her relationship with Elias, especially not in front of Angelia, whose status oscillated between friend and foe. Angelia, knowing full well that Callie must have sneaked off to watch the meteor shower with Major General Westwood, couldn’t help but cut in with a snide remark, ‘Sounds romantic. That’s probably why you slipped out without telling us, huh? Must have watched it with a man.’ ‘I didn’t slip out,’ Callie retorted. ‘I walked out.’ ‘So you admit you went out,’ Angelia said quickly. ‘With a man, right? Tell us, who is he? You know there are rules against dating on campus, right? I thought a rule-stickler like you will never do something to e

“Stop checking your phone, they have to get showered, changed and then do the after-game press. It’s going to be a while before Calli can call you.” “Yeah, I know but I am dying to talk with him. I’ll send him a message.” It’s kind of cute to see Autumn so into a guy and what’s even cuter, is that Calli an equal to Cody in his day as a man-whore, being so into my bestie. I’m overjoyed for them both, they deserve to be happy. I couldn’t think of a nicer couple to be together. My phone beeps. Hey darlin’. We did it. I can’t tell you how I feel right now, it’s like I am on fire.

“Sorry, Damon, this is Zeke, Rose and their girls. This is my beta Damon, and his mate, my sister Callie.” There were some pleasantries as I felt Ethan lower us into a car. Someone grabbed my legs and moved them so they were on someone else’s lap. Once the car started movie, they voices started up. “Is she okay?” Damon asked. I could feel his eyes on me. “Is Callie here?” I asked Ethan in the mind-link. “No. She went with Zeke and his family to talk about where they will be staying and what not,” Ethan said out loud.

“No. Why? Should I be crying all day, locked in my room, drowning in alcohol?” “Of course not,” she cut in, laughing. “It’s just… I can’t believe you’re already over him in days. Most girls take months… infact years.” “Says who? Your romance novels? Movies?” Callie’s obsession with love stories sometimes bled into her view of reality. “That jerk doesn’t deserve my tears anymore!!.” Thanks to Kael. “Alright, I’m convinced you’re not about to do anything stupid then,” Callie said, glancing at her wristwatch.

I placed my hand on her cheek. “I feel that,” she sighed. “It’s cold. On my cheek.” “I still don’t understand how this is happening,” Callie said, transfixed by our impossible connection. “Don’t leave me,” she said. “Please, Zane. I miss you. I’m so sorry. For everything. I never should have asked you to leave Silvermist Pack. I don’t know how you’re here. But don’t leave me.” “I won’t,” I told her. “I don’t know if you can hear me,” she said, nuzzling her cheek against my hand. “But we’re escaping. Okay. We have a plan. Astrid, Adrian, Storm…we’re all getting out of here. We just need to wait until the gala.”

Dad was detained for investigation, whereas Mom was temporarily released on bail to care for the injured Callie. But their reputations were already in tatters. Callie's leg became infected, and it was said she might be left with a scar. She threw tantrum after tantrum in the hospital. "My leg is ruined! I'll never be a dancer! I'm going to kill Arlene! I'll kill that bitch!" Mom comforted her, "Callie, calm down. I'll avenge you. Once this blows over, I'll make sure that wretched girl suffers a fate worse than death."