Memories of a Crime
Chapter 1
Meredith is sitting by the bar drinking tequila. A blond nice looking guy slips down on the chair beside her.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"Yes"
He motions for Joe to give her another shot. Joe serves her and she sweeps the shot. It burns down her throat.
"I'm John" the blond goy says.
"You are?" she says.
"Do you come here often?"
"Yeah"
"Do you want to do something later tonight?"
"What? Fuck?"
"Yeah, sure, do you want to leave?"
"No"
"No?"
"Yeah, no I don't want to leave."
"But…"
"Don't mumble.
"I thought you wanted to …"
"Never said I wanted to."
"Do you want, with me?"
"No"
The guy look at her. Her stares at her with an open mouth.
"But I bought you a drink?"
"Do you think a drink is a fuck-ticket?"
The guy takes off and Meredith laughs."
"Guys" she says as Joe places a cup of coffee in front of her.
"Here, you have had enough."
"But I'm not drunk."
"You have built a three dimensional pyramid out of glasses. That is enough. Your body just hasn't comprehended it yet."
The doorbell gives a sound and in enters a couple.
"McBitch and McBastard" she mutters.
Derek looks at her while he ushers Addison toward a table across the room. He walks over to the other side of the bar and orders their drinks. When Joe prepares them he asks.
"How much has she had to drink tonight?"
"None of your business Dr Shepherd. She is looked after by her friends and you are not one of them."
Derek stares at Joe.
"I just don't want her to hurt herself. I do love her."
"Yeah, sure you do. That is why you broke her."
"I have made a promise till death do us part and I just can't give up on my promises."
"You broke your wedding vows when you had an affair with her without her knowing it was an affair."
"But..."
"Go be with your wife and leave Meredith alone, let her heal, let her move on. You have made you choice. Live with your choice."
Derek returns to Addison with their drinks and he sits down and tries to listen to Addison but his eyes travels back to Meredith all the time. Addison finally gives into the temptation and looks over her shoulder to see who Derek is looking at but the bar is empty. In that area of the bar is a cup of coffee and a glass pyramid.
Meredith has decided to go home. She stumbles out the door and makes it towards the street to fetch the cab Joe ordered for her. The cab is dark and she slides down in the back seat and mumbles her address. Before the cab has started she is dosing off.
"Derek, you need to focus."
"What?"
"I'm talking about the party we are giving to celebrate our marriage."
"Are we really going to do that in a formal way?"
"Yes, then it will be more official and all our friends and family will know that we are still a couple."
"When do you want to do this?"
"How about Christmas?"
"Should we do it here or back east?"
"I would love to do it here if we could find a proper house."
"But we usually celebrates Christmas with my family."
"Yes, but they can do it here together with us."
"What about your family?"
"They would probably just stay a few days before returning back east again. Maybe we should move back east. Would you consider it?"
"Not really. Richard promised me chief when he offered me head of neuro and I would really like that."
"It is not because of your little intern?"
"She is not my intern, not any more."
"Izzy and George returns home after a late shift at the hospital and are met by a dark and empty house. Izzy checks Meredith's bedroom but it is empty.
"George, Meredith is not home yet."
"She was going to Joe's."
"Alone?"
"Yeah, Cristina is doing a 48-hour and Alex is doing a 36-hour."
"I'll call her cell" says Izzy and speed dials Meredith.
Her phone is ringing but turns to voice mail after 8 signals.
"Can she be with a guy?"
"No, she brings them home."
Meredith wakes up. She is being carried through a door and is being dropped on bed.
"Thanks" she mutters and snuggles up.
Someone pulls her cloths off and she starts to freeze.
"Put this on" someone says and hands her a flannel nightgown.
She pulls it over her head and is forced to drink something that tastes bitter before she slips into darkness.
The person looks at her for a while before leaving the room with the door locked behind him.