Tears Were Meant To Fall

This is an AU… And I can't say that's it's similar to Concrete Angel, because it's not, but if you liked that you should definitely read this too…

Meredith is eighteen. Her own father had left when she was two and her mother married Jack, when she was five. After five years of being married to Jack, Ellis left…

I started writing this on the boards, but since I started writing fanfics here, on I thought it would be nice to post it here too.

Flashbacks are in italics…

"Meri, where are you going?" Delia asked as she hopped down the stairs.

Meredith turned around and looked at her little sister. "I'm going away for a while." She said as she bend down to the little girl's height.

"Why?" Delia asked. Meredith always thought she had this little voice, although she was already nine years old.

"I just, I just need to go" Meredith answered. She pulled her little sister in her arms.

"Will you be back?" Delia asked, her voice sounded even smaller now.

"Of course I will, I will be back to get you." She hesitated. "You can come with me now, if you want."

Delia stayed silent for a minute, before she spoke up. "No, I want to stay here with daddy."

"Of course." She paused. "Of course you do…"

Delia took a step back and Meredith saw her tear stained face. "Don't cry, baby" she said as she tucked a strand of her little sister's hair behind her ear. "I will be back" She looked back up in her eyes. The girl still seemed so new, and undamaged. She knew Jack would never treat Delia the way he treated her. She was his own daughter, Meredith was just a kid who stayed at his house.

Meredith quickly stood up again and gave Delia a last kiss on her forehead. "Don't tell daddy, okay?" She said to her sister.

"I won't" The girl answered.

Meredith picked up her suitcase and left the house with one last glance to the little person she

was leaving behind.

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"She will be back, Meredith. Stop complaining"

"It has been a year, Jack. A year!"

"What did you just say there?" Jack said as he placed his beer back on the table. He started to stand up from the couch, but Meredith already walked towards him.

"You just need to face reality, she not coming back." She looked at her step-father and knew he wasn't listening at all.

"Did you just call me Jack?" He asked angrily.

Meredith was shocked by the anger she heard in his voice. "uuh, yeah…" She stuttered.

"I thought I was your father. I took care of you, even when your mother left and you're back to calling me Jack?" He quickly stood up from his seat and grabbed Meredith roughly by her arm. He pushed her against the wall and walked towards her again.

When he reached her he placed two hands next to her head. "You better take that back…" He said.

Meredith was too scared to speak, so only after a few seconds of silence she found her voice again. "I'm sorry" She said.

"You better be…" He quickly turned around and sat down on the couch again.

Meredith stayed with her back against the wall for a few more minutes before she ran upstairs.

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Meredith sat down in the plane. She was lucky enough to have a seat next to a window. The moment she sat down her eyes were already fixated on the world behind the glass (A/N: or what material windows in an airplane are made of…). She only looked up when she felt someone sitting next to her.

"First time flying?" The person asked without even looking at Meredith.

"No, it's not. Yours?"

"No, I fly a lot" she finally turned her head to Meredith. "I'm Callie" She offered her hand.

"Meredith" She said as she took it.

"So… why are you going to Seattle?"

Meredith was surprised by this question. She hadn't really thought about it herself. She just picked a city and went there without knowing what to do. "I'm just, on a vacation" she said. She knew she sucked at lying, but she had to say something.

"You don't look happy enough to be going on a vacation, but I'm letting you off this time" Callie answered with a smile. "Besides, I want to sleep" she added.

Meredith smiled back at her. "Thanks" She turned her head back at the window and kept looking out until she landed in Seattle.

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Meredith placed her suitcases in her new house. It was just a small apartment, it had a kitchen in the living room, one bedroom and one bathroom.

It was still practically empty, she only had a bed and a closet in her bedroom. She didn't have much money, but she saved for a long while and had enough to buy some furniture and that's exactly what she was going to do the next day.

That moment she was unbelievably tired though. So she left her suitcases on the floor and went straight to the bedroom. Her bed didn't have any sheets on it, but she fell a sleep immediately.

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The next morning, she stood up early. She showered quickly and dressed.

She walked through the streets of Seattle. She was looking for shops, but couldn't find her way just yet. She was starting to get tired when she saw a little restaurant called El Pueblo (A/N: I know it doesn't exist in Seattle, but this is just fiction…) at the side of the road. On the door was a sign that said, 'Employees needed'.

This was her chance. She really needed a job and she would take anything. She walked inside and was immediately greeted by a waitress, she had black hair and looked really tiny, even compared to Meredith.

"We are supposed to be closed" The girl said as she cleaned the tables.

"I'm here for a job" Meredith explained.

"Oh," The girl looked at her. "Walk to the front" she said simply before she turned back to the table.

At the front a woman was cleaning the bar. "Hi" she said kindly.

"Hi" Meredith said. "I'm here for a job."

"Oh, that's good" The woman said. "I'm the 'boss' here" She used air quotes with the word boss. "And still I'm cleaning the bar" She added.

Meredith smiled. The woman looked nice. She had brown curly hair and she already looked a little old.

"We need a few more waitresses or waiters, of course." She paused. "Are you willing to work in the evening 'till about 11 o clock"

"Sure" Meredith answered. "I'd love to, I really need the money" she explained.

"Don't we all…" The woman said. "But I think I can take you. Can you start tomorrow?"

"Of course" Meredith said with a wild smile.

"Okay, then I see you tomorrow at seven"

"Okay" She shook the woman's hand. "Thank you so much…"

"Of course dear…"

"Bye" Meredith said as she turned around and walked out the restaurant.

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"What's wrong Meri?" Five year old Delia asked as she walked into her sister's room.

Meredith lay curled up in a ball under the covers of her bed, her back faced the door.

She didn't answer her little sister.

"Meri?" Delia slowly walked towards the bed and sat down next to Meredith.

"Go away, Delia" Meredith said. She didn't want to be this rough with the little girl, but she couldn't show her face, it was full of bruises and it would only scare Delia.

"Are you okay?" Delia asked, she sounded older than she was.

"I'm fine, now go!" Meredith waved with her hand in the air, but quickly returned to her previous position.

"Okay…" Delia said sadly as she walked out of the room.

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So… this is all very sad and Concrete Angel like again, but I promise it will have happy times too…

Reviews please…