A.N.: So, i'm a little nervous to post this story. I wrote this a couple of years ago and posted it here on Fanfiction. But somewhere along the way i lost interest. Now, a couple of years later and still being a hardcore Grey's fan, I read this story again and wanted to finish it! Please, let me know what you guys think!
Also: English isn't my native language, but I'm trying to do my best!
Prologue
It has been three years.
She looked at the pictures in the small, blue box and realized it has been three years already. Three years ago she was happy. Three years ago they were kissing each other goodnight after a nice dinner.
Three years ago, she had the best feeling in the whole world. She was young, had a good job, a couple of friends who she considered as family and a guy who was the love of her life. But who knew that the best feeling in the world could change so quickly?
A tear went down her cheek. The pain she felt in the aftermath wasn't gone completely. Even after three years she felt it sometimes. But on these kind of days the pain became unbearable. She didn't want to think of it. She didn't want to remember it. She didn't want to relive it. But on these days the past haunted her, day and night.
She took another picture and looked at it. There were two guys and three girls at the picture, including her. Another tear fell down. They were her friends, her family. There was this feeling in her stomach now. It felt like she left them, betrayed them. They still called each other and e-mailed each other, but it wasn't the same. They were in Seattle and she was all the way in Amsterdam.
She wiped her tears from her cheeks and put the box back in the closet. she knew that she needed to get her mind together. Her friends in Seattle had their own life and so did he. Her friends didn't talk about him so she didn't knew what he was doing but she knew that he was okay, or even more than okay. And so was she. Right?
She looked at the box again. She pretended she was fine, but she knew better. She wanted to go back and today made her want to go back even more. But she knew she couldn't do that.
And she had to say, her life in Amsterdam was fine. She was almost done with her residency. In about two months, she would become an attending. And she lived in a beautiful apartment, near the hospital. Amsterdam was actually pretty great.
But it wasn't Seattle.
"Meredith, are you okay?"
Suddenly her thoughts were gone. She was back to reality. She sighed and looked at the guy in the doorway. She nodded and gave him a little smile.
"Jeah, just miles away," she answered and stood up to follow the guy.
It has been three years now, but sometimes it felt like it was yesterday…