Hey y'all. I'm really excited to do this new story with a totally different approach. What to expect: no Callie. It's better that way so hateful guests lay off me for a while, and just Arizona just trying to figure out her life with the help of a certain teddy bear. I hope you guys like this, I'm super excited for it. Alright y'all, here it is! Enjoy!
"Teddy, I just really don't want to go. We just finished a full day at the hospital, I'm sore, and you literally just got back from a war zone."
"Oh, come on. It's a charity event and I have been back for over a week now. I promised Riley that we'd be there. So, we're going to put on those sexy dresses I picked out and get out of this apartment! Hell, maybe you'll meet Mrs. Right tonight," Teddy says as she wiggles her eyebrows, which only causes me to roll my eyes.
"Yeah, okay. Like that's going to happen. Women see the pretty face but once they register the cane and the peg leg, they run for the hills. They're all the same. So remind me again why I'm wasting my time in getting ready when we already know that you're ditching me for dick as soon as we get there? Also, why do we always get ready in my room?" I ask as I lean closer to the mirror as I begin to apply a light coat of red lipstick along my lips.
Okay, that may have came out a little harsher than I intended, but it's true. Teddy and me go way back. She has been my roommate ever since we came to Seattle, which was almost ten years ago. Between the two of us, we've both won several grants, taking Teddy to the Middle East to work with fellow Army surgeons, and taking me to Africa. We've been pretty successful for two thirty-five year-olds. Teddy glances over at me and sets her mascara on the counter before looking at me.
"First, not true. I'll have a drink and scan the lady perimeter with you before making sure no other woman tries to get their paws on my man. Second, it's been our tradition, since forever. Suck it up, buttercup. Third, don't deflect. It's not cute. The crash took your leg, but that isn't why Jess left and you know it. Jess was a pretentious asshole who wanted you to take care of her but as soon as you needed her, she fell in between someone else's legs faster than you can say, 'Christmas'. The result of the accident doesn't scare people away Arizona. It's the doubt in your mind that does it. If you, a gorgeous woman, who happens to be a double-board certified surgeon in two of the most challenging fields; oh, not to mention, the woman who established the most successful women and children's hospital in Africa, can't get a woman, there's no hope for the rest of us. Besides, if they're really scared because of your leg, fuck them. It hasn't even been a year and you already are back to skating on your heelies. Seriously, fuck anyone else who thinks differently. You're awesome. It's their loss," Teddy says with a nod before walking out of the bathroom.
I let out a small breath before staring at my reflection. I printed to glance over my hair and make-up as I reflect on Teddy's words. I just haven't felt sexy or desirable after the plane crash. It's like as soon as I put myself out there, someone recognizes me from the media coverage or asks what happened to my leg. Then, they all just give me the same look. The pity eyes. God, I hate that look. It's infuriating and I absolutely hate it. Literally, the crash changed my entire life. I've had to fight hard through the recovery and the emotional heartache of having a partner of five years leave to get to where I am today. Yet, I may be doing alright physically, still with the occasional slip and fall, but emotionally, I feel empty inside. Like, why can't I just be that girl in a movie waiting for a cab when some beautiful stranger asks to take me for a ride on the back of their motorcycle? Or, something else cliché that you would see in one of those stupid romantic comedy movies. Fucking Teddy has been addicted to them and I slightly resent her for it.
But as much as I hate to admit this, Teddy's right, damn it. I'm attractive and extremely successful, women will be lining up for me! Come on, Robbins. You can do this. Or hey, at least fake it 'til you make it and then when I'm out of Teddy's eyesight and I take a cab home. She means well, and her boyfriend is such a sweetheart, but I really don't want to watch them be disgustingly cute and affectionate. He's an Army veteran and current professional baseball player. They met during one of her stints overseas but they've only become serious recently. I met him briefly when he picked her up for dinner a few nights ago, but he seems sweet. He treats her right as from what Teddy has told me.
I lightly shake my hand through my short, loose curls before walking into my bedroom. I find Teddy wearing a burgundy, full-length, off-the-shoulder style dress with a tasteful slit up the front, revealing the perfect amount of leg, standing in front of the full-length mirror. She has her hair is a messy but elegant up-do with an off the shoulder braid. I've got to say, my best friend is hot. My brows raise slightly as I notice the dress that Teddy chose for me. It's a bold red full-length maxi dress with small spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline. I want to scold her, but I am internally grateful that she picked something that I could feel comfortable in but yet still have some level of sex appeal to it. I quickly take the dress from the hanger before beginning to strip out of my robe and my jaw drops as I notice the open back of the dress. Damn, Teddy is dressing me up big time. I glance at the dress before scrunching my face in thought. Which way will be easier? Stepping in or going over my head? Teddy walks over and smiles before taking the dress from my hands.
"Step in because I have a feeling it'll be harder than a first year appy to get you untangled if we do it the other way," Teddy says with a small chuckle. She carefully bends down and widens opens the dress. I place my hand on her shoulder for balance as I step my good leg into the dress first before guiding my prosthesis into the dress. Teddy helps slide the dress over my body and arms before taking a step back.
"Damn, you look dirty hot! Now, you just need a clutch and some shoes!" Teddy says, practically squealing with delight. She disappears into my closet as I finish adjusting my straps. I do a small twirl as I glance at my appearance in the mirror. Damn, I look good. Teddy appears with a black clutch and two pairs of shoes in her hands. She has a pair of small heels in one hand along with a pair of flats in the opposite hand. She rotates raising ear pair a little higher as my eyes dart between the two pairs.
"The flats. It's not going to matter, my leg's killing me but I don't want to over do it. I'm gonna have to use my grandma cane," I say earning an eye roll from Teddy as she hands me the flats and clutch before disappearing into the closet.
"Grandma I'd like to fuck! Ohhhhhhhh!" Teddy says playfully, causing me to laugh before she sticks her head out of the closet.
"Oh, ya know, if I was into women and everything," she says and I roll my eyes.
"Shut up and hurry before I change my mind," I say playfully before sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You can't change your mind because the Uber is here and I'm not riding by myself ever since we watched that scary episode of Criminal Minds. Also, we're already late and if I can blame you, Riley won't be as upset," Teddy says and I shake my head.
"You're lucky I love you and this event better have good wine if you're dragging me out after the day we had," I say and Teddy nods her head with a smile.
I slide into the flats and secretly enjoying a few seconds off of my feet. Teddy begins turning off lights before extending a hand to help me off the bed. I quickly take it and stand to my feet. I begin smoothing out any wrinkles before doing one last check in the mirror. Alright, Robbins, let's do this. I follow Teddy into the living room to grab my keys and cane before walking out the door. Teddy quickly locks the door before we enter the elevator. She quickly hits the lobby floor before sending a quick text. The elevator opens and I follow Teddy out of our building toward a white Honda Civic. I must say, I've never been in an Uber sober, but the concept still slightly sketches me out. I shake the thoughts from my head as I hop in the backseat next to Teddy before slowing the door behind me.
Our journey downtown is quick, and my eyes widen slightly as we come to a stop in front of the Plaza, Seattle's main stage for only the biggest events. Flashes of camera lights can be seen near the entrance of the Plaza and I can't help but feel a little excited. I've been to plenty of big time medical gatherings, but I don't think that compares to an event hosted by professional athletes. We exit the car and thank our driver before Teddy glances over at me. We share an excited glance before walking toward the entrance. Alright, here goes nothing.
So, what's your thoughts? Chapter 2 will pick up from this ending…