Disclaimer: I do not own Grey's Anatomy or anything associated with it.
This is my first fanfiction. Hopefully it is ok and people will like it. Please leave me comments and reviews so I can improve. However, if you are going to say something nasty, I'd rather you not post - I'd prefer constructive criticism instead.
This story takes place somewhere in Season 2 . I will try my best to follow the story as close as possible, but I will probably deviate from it here and there. This story is dealing mostly with Addison and Derek but I will mention the other characters.
In the future this story will deal with abuse (verbal and physical) as well as eating disorders. It won't be too graphic, but it is rated at M to be on the safe side.
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Prologue (present day):
No one noticed anything was wrong until it was almost too late. The subtle changes that happened over the past few months went unnoticed by almost everyone. It was until she was almost dead that they realized how serious things had become.
Chapter 1:
Addison thought back to the interaction between herself and Derek earlier that day:
"You really are Satan, you realize that right? If Satan were to take physical form he'd be you, everywhere. All the time."
"I am not Satan."
"How come you haven't gotten on your broomstick and gone back to New York where you belong?"
"Stop being petty."
"Stop being an adulterous bitch."
"You know there was a time when you thought of me as your best friend."
"There was a time that I thought you were the love of my life. Things change."
It hurt her that he called her Satan. True, she messed up big time, but that didn't mean it still didn't hurt to hear it. Sleeping with Mark had been a mistake. It had been a drunken mistake that she wished she could take back. She was not in love with Mark. The sex had been completely meaningless for her. Derek was absent and she was lonely. She had had one too many drinks and ended up sleeping with Mark.
Derek left her the next day and she was crushed. Addison really wanted to make it work again with Derek. He was the love of her life and sleeping with Mark had not changed that feeling. Unfortunately, after reflecting on their earlier conversation, it appeared that she was no longer the love of Derek's life.
Addison gave Derek the divorce papers later that day. She figured that if he was going to call her Satan, he did not want to try and work on their relationship. Even though it killed her to think of getting a divorce, she knew she had too if Derek was not willing to give the relationship another try.
It had surprised her to no end then, that Derek had not signed the papers. Apparently, after thinking it over, he decided he could not just give up on eleven years of marriage. Although she tried not to show too much excitement when Derek told her he was willing to give their marriage a shot, inside she was bursting with joy. Sadly, it was this joy that almost ended her life.