Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Obviously…
Finally, my new story. It took me long to think of a new idea, but when it was there it was practically writing itself. I certainly didn't expect me to start writing a new story in the middle of one of the four busiest weeks of the year, but anyway, I started it… It's not a sequel from any of my stories, just a new idea I liked to try out. I would really like to know your thoughts on it too.
So, back to business. This story might be a little (or a lot) different than most of the stories, but I think it's a good kind of different. I don't think you need to know any background information, because it will all come along with the story. It's also a complete AU…
I don't know how many chapters it will have, but it won't be short. I can promise you that…
Ow, and for the record, this is completely MerDer…
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Meredith
I walked out of the building, tapping the ground with my cane. I heard a voice a few feet away and immediately turned to the sound.
"How was your day?" My friend George asked as he placed a hand on my shoulder and slowly turned me around to the direction of his car.
I sighed. "I regret that I refused to learn Braille in my earlier years," I said. "But at least I'm getting better," I smiled, trying to reassure myself. This day hadn't been a blast, but I slowly felt like I was improving.
"You will learn it, Mer," He said as I heard him open the car door for me. He guided me in and walked to the other side of the car himself.
When he sat down and started the engine I spoke up again, "why didn't my mum just force me to learn it?" I pouted and I folded my arms over my chest.
"You were too stubborn, Mer, and you were rebelling," He said as if he had actually known me in those years.
I sighed again. "Why are you always right," I turned my head towards him and smiled.
"Trust me Mer, I'm not even close to being always right," He said as the car started driving.
The biggest part of the ride was silent. But I noticed George shifting nervously in his seat and it made me smile that he thought that I didn't notice his head turning towards me. I had been blind my entire life. I certainly knew how to feel that kind of stuff.
"Spit if out George," I told him, grinning.
"What? N-n-nothing is wrong," He said. "I don't need to s-s-say anything," He stuttered.
"Tell me George," I slapped his arm playfully, but still tried to talk to him seriously.
"Okay, okay." I heard him inhale deeply. "Izzie and I think it will b-b-be good for you if y-y-you went with us to Joes tonight," He blurted out, still tripping over his words and obviously nervous.
But what he said caused me to frown. I thought back to the days of coming home, drunk and alone, at night. Every night. It took me a lot of effort to get past those days and I would never want to go back. That's why I hated bars now, particularly Joes, because that's where all the memories still are.
I tried to swallow the knot that had formed in my throat and finally spoke up. "I don't think that's a good idea, George," I said.
George shifted nervously again. "I know, Mer. But it would be good to do something to enjoy yourself. Besides, we will be there the whole time and we will also ask Cristina to come."
In a strange way that reassured me. I think it was because of the fact that I always was alone when I got drunk and stumbled into the dark and lonely house at night.
I smiled and patted George's shoulder. "Sure, I'll come," I said, my guts screaming not to. But I pursed my lips and tried not to think of the past…
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Derek
I sat on the couch, flipping through the channels. I never had been more bored in my life and sighed out of relieve when I saw Mark's bedroom door open.
It surprised me when I saw a girl shuffling out of the bedroom and saw her practically running to the front door when she saw me. She was out of the apartment within seconds and Mark also came out of his bedroom.
He stretched his arms and yawned. He had a satisfied grin on his face. 'Morning,' He mouthed to me.
I nodded to him with one eyebrow raised. I wanted to ask him about the girl, but I was way too lazy. I glanced back to the TV. There really was nothing on at this time of the day.
I looked back to Mark again and noticed he was saying something, but the only thing I could make out of his moving lips was, 'sex'.
I snorted, if it even was a snort because Mark was looking at me strangely. Finally I got over my laziness and picked up my hands. I started telling him that he shouldn't use those girls and that the girl would want him to call her or something, but he and I both knew that was not going to happn
Mark was grinning, but ignored my comment. He turned to the coffee machine and poured us both a cup. He walked towards me with the cups, but I shook my head and told him I already had coffee in the morning.
He shrugged and started drinking his cup as he turned to the TV. After he finished the coffee he turned to me again. This time he also used his hands to ask me something.
He asked me if I wanted to go to Joes tonight. He was feeling that I was getting depressed and that I should really go out again.
I rolled my eyes but nodded anyway. It was not very often that Mark was actually concerned about another human being, so I should take advantage of that.
Mark grinned again and started on his second cup of coffee.
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Meredith
I sat down on the chair between Izzie and Alex. "Make sure the alcohol is far away from me," I said to no one in particular.
I heard Alex chuckle besides me, "It's not like you can see it," He said.
I turned my face towards him and clenched my jaw. "Thanks Alex, I needed that," I said sarcastically through clenched teeth.
"Oh," Alex said, suddenly, clearly not paying any attention to me anymore. "Chick," he added as I heard him stand up.
I chuckled and turned to Izzie who was calling for Joe. She ordered two cokes, probably one for me and one for her to not make me look pathetic with a non alcoholic drink.
"Good to see you back," Joe said to me as he placed one coke in front of me.
I snorted and turned to the sound of his voice. "I guess." I said. "But it's good to s-… hear you again," I was never going to get used to that.
Joe laughed and I smiled at him, slowly sipping my coke.
Suddenly I felt Izzie sliding off her chair. "Mer?" She started hesitantly. "Is it okay if I go to Alex for a second?" She asked.
"Sure," I lied. "Is Cristina here yet?"
"No," Izzie said. "Do you want me to stay until she comes?"
I sighed and turned my head to her. "No need," I lied again. "I'll manage on my own," That's what I hoped…
"Okay," Izzie said, clearly relieved by my answer and she walked off.
I drowned about four cokes and a glass of water when I felt somebody sitting down next to me. I chose to ignore the person and just wanted to order another coke when I felt a glass being placed in front of me.
"It's from the guy sitting next to you." Joe said as I heard him shuffling away.
I smiled and turned my head to my right. "Why didn't you just tell me yourself?" I asked him curiously.
There came no response from besides me, though I felt him moving his arms and hands. I frowned, but decided to just turn back to my glass and ignore him again.
But as soon as I turned I heard him sigh and I couldn't bear to just cut him out and I moved my head in his direction again. I frowned again when he still didn't say anything and was once again moving his arms.
Suddenly I felt the presence of somebody next to me again. "I think he's deaf, Mer," Joe's voice came.
"Really?" I asked, frowning. That would have been perfectly clear if I was paying any attention.
"He wants to tell you something, though," Joe said and I chuckled.
"I'm okay from here, Joe," I said to him as I pushed him away from me. Suddenly I felt the hand of the person next to me close to me and I shivered just before I realised he had stretched it out for me to shake it. I took it and felt a shock go through my body. I think he noticed it too, because he lightly squeezed my hand.
"I'm. Derek," He said in broken English. He wasn't pronouncing it entirely well, but I understood it.
"Meredith," I said, but I frowned. Could he even understand what I said?
He must have noticed my puzzled look, because he immediately responded. "I. Read. Lips," He said. I had to think about his words, because this time I couldn't understand it at all. But eventually I knew what he had said.
"Okay," I said, clearly parting my lips as I spoke. It was silent for a while, until I couldn't take it anymore. "I'm blind," I blurted out.
I heard him laugh and I realised it was kind of ironical that a blind girl and a deaf guy meet each other in a bar. I felt oddly connected to him and I didn't want to stop talking to him, though it was almost impossible.
"Come on Derek, we are going," I heard a deep male voice from my other side. "Ow," I heard the same man say in a playful manner. "You found a chick," He said and I chuckled softly to myself. "But we still need to go… Ask her number," He said.
I heard Derek sigh besides me and I laughed. "Joe, can I have I piece of paper and a pen please," I immediately heard Joe coming towards me.
I grinned. "And can you write down my number?" I asked a little embarrassed.
"Why can't you just write it yourself?" The man asked and I heard Derek sigh again. This must be so embarrassing for him.
I turned my head towards Derek's friend. "I'm blind," I explained coldly.
"Ow," He said seriously. But suddenly I heard him chuckle. "Talk about irony." He added. "I'll wait outside, Derek,"
I heard Derek grab the piece of paper from the bar. He stood up and I shivered again when I felt his body so close to mine. But he didn't move, he stayed with his body that close to mine. I felt like I couldn't move and my mind was flowing elsewhere, certainly not there.
Suddenly I felt his head close to mine. I felt his hot breath on my lips and I shivered again. He leaned even more into me and just in a few seconds I felt his lips, softly on mine.
I don't know how long we stayed there, just with our lips touching, but I certainly regretted pulling away. My face flushed when I could almost feel his eyes on me after our kiss, but I quickly cleared my throat and turned my head away. I never had a lot of experience with guys, because of my blindness. I did feel very comfortable when I kissed Derek, but after it, feeling his eyes on me, made me feel slightly embarrassed
I expected him to walk away, but he didn't. Instead he grabbed my hands and pulled them up to placed them on his face, my hands cupping his face. I felt me fingertips burning, aching to touch him. It was strange, since I had met him only minutes ago.
"Remember. Me," He said suddenly, better than he had before.
I slowly brushed with my fingertips over his features, feeling every inch of his face. He had a light stubble and when I brushes over his hair, I could feel the curls. When I was finished I dropped my hands in my lap again. "Okay," I said.
He stroked with one hand over my hair, sliding down to my jaw line. He moved his fingertips all the way to my chin and tilted it up.
"You. Have. B-beautiful. Eyes," He said, tripping a little over the word 'beautiful', but I understood him. I responded with a wide smile. Nobody ever told me that and I couldn't help but feel warm inside.
"Thank you," I said.
I felt him pulling his hands back and soon he was gone. I turned around on my chair and turned my face to the bar. I smiled, thinking of the man I had just met in a strange but very nice way…
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So, what do you think?
Obviously Meredith is blind and Derek is deaf. This way they have very limited ways to communicate, which makes it all the more interesting… (At least I think so)
Meredith is friends with the whole 'intern' crew, but you will find out that history along with the story…
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I'd really love to see some reviews…
