Okay, so this is my first attempt at a Grey's Anatomy story, so don't hate me if I get things wrong. I own none of the characters. So enjoy :D

Chapter 1

The Move

Why? Why me? Of all the people in this world, why me? I swear someone is out to get me! I bet you're wondering why I'm ranting, well I have a good reason.

Firstly I think an introduction is needed, don't you? Well my name is Cristina Yang, I'm 16 and live in Beverly Hills, well I used to, I live in Seattle now with mum. I bet your wondering why I moved 1161 miles across the state. It all started that Saturday Night…..

(Flashback)…..

"Cristina, love, could you come down a second please?" My mum, Helen Rubenstein, shouted from the kitchen in a thick, low voice. My mum is beautiful, with deep raven coloured hair and bottomless blue eyes. Apparently we look alike, but I have dark brown eyes like dad. She can be a handful at times but I love her all the same.

"Just a sec' Mum" I shout like a wild banshee from my balcony, "I'm on my way". I love watching the stars from my room at night. It's so peaceful meaning you can forget every bad thing that happens in this house. You see, my Mum and Saul fight. A lot. It happened again earlier… it's always the same….. Saul comes' home drunk, mum says something, there's a lot of shouting, and the next thing anyone knows is that Saul's gone and Mum's crying. I'm used to it now. By morning Saul will be back and everything will be sunshine and rainbows once more.

You see, Saul is my stepdad, my dad died when I was nine in a car accident. I was in the car with him. I tried to help him but it was too late; his heart had stopped beating by the time the ambulance arrived. Mum met Saul about a year after that and got married a year after meeting.

As I walk into the kitchen, there's no sign of Saul, that's a surprise, not! However, out of the corner of my eye I see a Black suitcase. It's my Mum's.

"Mum, what's happening? What are your bags doing over there?" I start to panic, what's happening?

"Cristina dear, calm down, I'm leaving Saul, it's too much for me to handle, I can't take it anymore" Mum sobbed, "I'm going to live in Seattle, come with me, I don't want to leave you here, go, go pack your bags.." My Mum pleads with me. It's at this point that I see the large purple and blue bruises on her pale, sallow skin and I start to get angry.

"What happened to you?" I say in a voice so low it could scare anyone around me.

"Saul came home is what happened" Mum cried hysterically…." He came home…. With no sober bone in his body and started shouting how…." She starts to stutter, "How… I…I'm a poor ex…excuse of a…a… wife and started…hi..."

Mum broke off into a fresh batch of sobs and fell to the floor. I ran forward to console her and comfort her. How could he? How could he do this to her? The strongest person I know is broken down on the floor and he just left her? What did he do to her?

"Mum, tell me what he did…." I was already sure of my reply, but I needed to hear it.

"He hit me… Please, come with me, I can't leave you with that monster" she didn't need to ask, I had already made up my mind. We sat there for what seemed like forever, until she had stopped crying, and I had the courage to leave my old life behind.

(End Flashback)

So that's how it all started. From then on I haven't seen hide or hair of that sorry excuse of a man called Saul. Mum and I moved to Seattle, three years ago. We bought a cabin out in the forest, we only have a few neighbours, so it's quiet, but we have a massive garden.

I like it here. I could sit and watch the stars forever in the forest, and it would never get boring. It's my own little sanctuary that I can run to after a rough day, which today was. With a bitter sigh and the decaying autumn leaves whispering through the bitter cold air of the month, I sit and think about the Day from Hell, as I like to call it.