She had wiped away a few of her tears, but Callie was just more interested in getting as far away from Michael as she could. ‘Some things never change. Daddy was right. You can’t trust anyone. I really shouldn’t have trusted any of them! They didn’t ever really want me around. They all just felt sorry for me.’ The more she thought about it, the more her anger grew.<br/><br/>In her path to put distance between her and Michael, she had gotten lost in her thoughts and rage. She never saw him coming until he smashed into her, grabbing her. She cried out, and her mouth hung open as she heard the soft voice speaking her name. “CC? Nobody called me that but my frie,” her voice stopped as she looked into his eyes. “R-Robbie? What are you doing here? This can’t be real. You’ve gotta be a dream or something.” Her voice was shaky, and before he could answer any of her questions, she pulled him close, tight, before her mind could even grasp her actions. “This isn’t real. This is a dream. That jerk on the path hit me so hard he knocked me out, and my mind is reaching for something comforting. It’s you Robbie. You were always my comfort. You were,” she leaned back, releasing her hold on him as the realization set in. “You’re real. This is real. I hugged you. You’re…..” Her expression hardened. “You’re the jerk that hit me! What the hell is your problem? Don’t you watch where you’re going, or do you just walk all over people and never look back? Yeah. That’s it. You never look back! You’re glad to leave certain things in the past! You’re in such a rush to do just that all the time.” She gritted her teeth, biting back tears. “I will not cry. Crying is for….the weak.” Those were the very words her father had always told her a million times growing up. He didn’t care if her friends were around when he said it or not. “Crying is for the weak,” she repeated. Callie lets her arms fall by her sides before she steps back away from him. “Why are you here Robbie? First Michael and now you? What next? Serenity? That’s one last person I do NOT want to see. I can’t handle that. She’s no better than the rest of you.”