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I feel as though you should be warned it has been years since I've tried my hand at writing anything. I maybe rusty, so please be gentle and review! =]
"I'll have another." She waved as she placed the shot glass down. "I don't know, you've had quite a few." Joe said hesitantly.
"Just one more, and I'll call a cab, I promise." She said with pleading eyes.
Joe sighed as he poured her another shot, "Problems with McDreamy again?" He asked as he sat the bottle down.
"Yes." She replied as she finished the tequila. "And no, I don't want to talk about it." She shook her head with a sigh.
"Mer, what happened?" Christina asked taking a seat next to her. "Bambi told me I'd find you here." "We're over. Derek and I are done. We got into a huge fight, and I can't trust him." She slurred.
"Oh don't worry, you and McDreamy will be feeling each other up in supply closets and on call rooms by tomorrow night. You guys always work things out." Christina tried to reassure her but Meredith was past that point. "Come on lets get you home." She sighed as she clasped her hand around Meredith's wrist.
"No." She grumbled and pulled her hand away. "No, I don't care anymore. I'm done trying to make him happy, I'm done trying all together so I'm drinking. Joe, another shot!" "Fine, you just stay here and drink yourself into oblivion." Christina said with a roll of her eyes. She turned to Joe, "Just page me if she can't get home." He nodded in agreement and reluctantly poured her another shot. "You're a good man, Joe." Meredith nodded as Christina turned to leave.
That was the last thing Meredith remembered as she woke up the next morning to her obnoxious alarm clock she hit the snooze button and took a moment to take in her surroundings. She first looked to the floor seeing the long sleeved shirt she wore the day before tossed carelessly on the chair, one of her shoes on the floor next to her bed accompanied by her bra which laid just a few feet away. Suddenly a snore ripped through the silence. What the hell? She thought to herself, her mind began to race, she knew Derek never snored, that was when she realized she had done it again. Good old Meredith, sleeping with inappropriate men after a fight and a tequila binge. She wanted so badly to not turn over, she hated the thought that she had fallen into her old ways yet again. But she knew she had no choice, she started to muster up the courage to look into the face of the man next to her when her alarm went off yet again.
"Shhh!" She growled as she smacked the snooze button again. She didn't want to wake the sleeping man next to her if she could help it. The mystery man stirred awake by the noise rolled to her placing his arm around her waist and pulling her close. "Good Morning." Whispered the familiar voice. Right then she knew that she couldn't have made a worse mistake. This was one so big that she knew the second the man spoke that Derek would never speak to her again as soon as he found out. "Uhm...Morning" She squeaked. The man pulled at her a little trying to get her to turn to face him, she reluctantly turned and they were face to face. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips and another on the forehead. Her face flushed and butterflies filled her stomach. He spoke again, "I knew you couldn't resist for too long. After all you are my favorite dirty mistress." Mark chucked and tried to pull her closer but she pulled away, taking her blanket along to cover herself as she climbed out of bed.
"What's wrong?" He asked with a brilliant smile.
I haven't decided if I should continue this, so let me know if you like it! Reviews are appreciated!