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"Lena and Stef, I need to tell you something," Callie paused to get herself together. Lena and Stef look at each other, and Stef plants her feet on the floor bracing herself for impact.

"Sure."

"I was in a foster home a couple of years ago. It was the probably the nicest foster home Jude and I had before coming her." Brandon looked a bit skeptical. "The foster parents were decent people. They made sure all our needs were met. There was also a son in the family. He always was extremely nice to me. He made me feel like I was special, and like I was needed. He started to give me hints that he wanted something more, but I never really paid the hints much attention." Callie began to tear up. Lena and Stef went over to her. Lena softly rubbed her arm, and Stef held her hand encouraging Callie to continue. "One night he came into my room, and he ask me to," Callie released a sob, "to have sex with him. I told him I wasn't ready." Callie said trying to assure them that she wasn't ready. "He forced me. He took the only thing that I had that could be mine and only mine. He took it from me." Callie is in full hysterics.

By this point, Lena and Stef were in full out tears. Brandon walked over and they had a huge group hug. "We have to report this, and how was all this brought up?" Stef said going into cop-mode. Brandon took that as an opportunity to leave and give them some space.

"His new foster sister is a part of my group in therapy." Callie explained.

"And that's why you didn't want to go back to group there." Lena said putting two and two together aloud.

"Yeah, I came to my senses today and realized I had to at least warn her about Liam. She didn't take it that well, though."

"Have you seen Liam any time recently?" Stef asked. Callie didn't really want to answer the question because she knew that they would be disappointed that she didn't come to them right away. Callie knew she was taking too much time thinking about it.

"Please, don't lie Callie." Lena pleaded.

"Yes, I saw him twice. He was at Wyatt's party, and he was at the school yesterday." Callie admitted feeling terrible.

"Why didn't you come to us? We could have helped you." Stef said trying to get through to Callie.

"I didn't want to get you involved in my problems. I really have made a mess of things. I'm extremely tired. Can I go upstairs and go to bed?" Callie said desperately trying to end this conversation.

"Sure, but Callie you're gonna have to start trusting us. We're only trying to help you. We will continue this conversation tomorrow." Lena hugged Callie, and Stef gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Callie walked upstairs and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself and the mirror, and saw the frightened girl who had just been raped by Liam. It took everything for her to not just fall to the floor in tears. Callie had promised herself she wouldn't do this again since she had come to the Fosters' home. She'd been her for about 2 weeks. Callie opened the compartment in her jacket and pulled out a razor blade. She turned the blade around on her fingertips until she decided that she was willing to break the promise she made to herself and Jude.

Callie made three angry lines on the inner side of her left wrist. After she was calm again, she looked down and began tracing the many scars from her self inflicted wounds. Callie walked out the bathroom after taking a shower. She put her pajamas on and went to sleep. It was going to a rough, sleepless night.