Took me long enough but I finally have a new story! I was working on another Addex story but I got a writer's block and I was really busy with Tumblr etc but, I'm here again! Hope you all didn't forget me while I was gone :) I will try to update every week, since I'm busy with school! Last year of high school is kicking my butt yo! Enjoy!
He left. Derek Christopher Shepherd, the man she promised to love eternally left their brownstone in New York for God knows what in Seattle. She was furious. Mad that he just left, that he just gave up 11 years of marriage without even considering giving her a second chance. She was mad because how didn't he expect her to cheat at some point? He had ignored her for the better part of their marriage. Work seemed to be higher on his list of priorities than his own wife, which was something Addison couldn't bear to live with anymore and she caved. Of course that day Derek chose to come home early. On the other hand, of course he was mad. She wouldn't want to see him either if it were him who cheated, if it were him who broke off eleven years of marriage because of Mark Sloan, a first class manwhore. But she would've fought and he didn't. He just left.
Done. Alex Karev was so fucking done. One minute he's cleaning up some old guy's vomit and the next he's doing rectal exams. Sometimes he really hates being a surgical intern and this was one of those times. He wanted to get away from it all. Getting away from Meredith's whining over how she slept with her boss. Not having to listen anymore to Cristina bragging about her awesome surgeries. No more George who is afraid to tell Meredith he's interested and no more Izzie, who loved playing the 'I'm- attracted-wait-I'm-not' game with him. He liked his friends, but right now, he was done.
It was about 4 PM the next day that Addison was sitting on a plane to the Bahamas, staring out of the tiny window. The plane wasn't moving yet so basically she was just staring at the workmen driving suitcases around. This was a good idea. Leaving New York, was a great idea. She left the practice under control of one of her friends, made her suitcase and left. A holiday would do her good. This way she could finally think, and fix what Derek broke. Yes, the Bahamas was good, at least that's what she told herself.
As soon as Addison had boarded the plane she knew she was going to regret it. She had already called Savvy to check on her patients, who told her to get over herself and just enjoy the holiday. But if the flight attendant wouldn't have already offered her a martini, she would've made her way out of there in no time.
Right as she was dealing with her internal struggle an unknown man sat down in the seat next to her, apologizing when he accidentally bumped his knee against hers. Addison continued to stare out of the window and let out a huge sigh. Her neighbor chuckled, "Want to get off the plane?"
Addison turned her head, surprised the man started a conversation. "To be honest, yes." She replied, giving him a weak smile. "Well since the plane is already moving and there's no way they're going to let you out now.. You could say there's something wrong with the phalange." He smiled. Addison immediately caught on the Friends reference and laughed. " And you're lucky this plane leaves from New York, they didn't have direct flights where I come from." He added. Addison extended her hand, "I'm Addison." The man shook her hand, his eyes never leaving hers, "I'm Alex."
Soooooooooooooo? Shall I continue?