growth | Callie one-shots

C A L Y P S O

Slipping under the covers of her bed she stares up at the roof. Her mind was running in circles, the sun had long ago slipped beneath the horizon yet sleep eluded her. She begged for her mind to rest, to allow her sleepy eyes to drift shut and for a deep slumber to carry her far far away. But the longer she lay there, the more restless she felt, muscles twitching.

Sighing she climbs from her bed, out to the hall and slips out the front door. The sky is clear, stars winking down at her from high above. Laying down under the stars she listens to the sleeping district around her. To the chirping of crickets, and the rustling of bushed.

She missed the times when all she had to worry about was getting up in time for school.

C A L Y P S O

She had picked up the wrong bottle tonight, her world spinning ever so slightly. She felt a giggle bubble up within her as she tip the last of the sweet liquid down the back of her throat. The burning had stopped by now, her whole body felt warm, her cheeks slightly rosey. Moving through the house her fist knocks on Leo door for the briefest moment before she swings it open, "honey I'm hoooooome."

Leo moves in his bead, hands rubbing at eyes filled with sleep as he looked over at his wife. "Go to bed, Cal."

"Oh come on Leo, lets go have some fun! We never have fun any-" she hiccups, it taste like her drink "-more."

"We used to. Before you invited other men into your bed." His voice is short. touché. 

Sighing she pushes her way out of his room, flopping into the sofa. She wandered if anyone would love her again. The same way that Leo used to, the way that Dario had before she broke it off with him... Choosing her family over her happiness.

Maybe her family should be her happiness.