Authors Note: Okay, so, this is only my first Fic, so...Please be nice! Reviews are always welcome!
She could feel the warmth of her blood run down her legs as she continued to cut herself with the knife she had found in the kitchen, she had planned this day for months now; she had specifically waited until everybody had gone home until she went to the kitchen and grabbed the knife that she had been eyeing for a while now. She couldn't feel pain anymore as she continued; the knife was sharp and left deep cuts on her arms and legs, she allowed the knife to drop to the floor as her blood pooled where she was sitting leaving an outline of where she sat against the wall. Her body felt heavy and hot, almost as if somebody opened up her body and replaced her bones with rocks.
Everything was blurry.
She was getting dizzy.
Naomi was asleep at home when her phone started to vibrate violently on the nightstand, she felt Sam stir next to her as she pressed the 'ignore' button and went back to sleep, there was a few minutes of silence and she was falling asleep again just to be woken up by her phone.
"Answer the damn thing." Sam groaned as Naomi reached over to the nightstand and picked it up, she looked at the caller ID which read 'unknown number' on the screen, Naomi considered turning off her phone for a long moment; but, something in her brain told her otherwise; "Hello?"
Hello, Doctor Bennett?
"Yes, this is she. Speaking?" She said now sitting straight up when the chirp of sirens in the background came into earshot; my name is Chief Jones of the L.A.P.D Twelfth division, I regret calling you at this hour but is urgent.
Naomi could feel her heart start to beat erratically inside of her chest as she heard those words, what was going on? She tried to think back to when she left the building, there was only one person left in their office when she left and that was Addison; she knew that Addison had been struggling with her divorce and she had been doing all she could to help her through it.
"What is going on?" She asked nervously, the nervousness in her voice caught Sam's attention and he looked at her curiously; I need you to come down to the Practice immediately, I cannot discuss this information over the phone. I have already called the other doctors and they are all on their way down.
"Um, yes, of course." Naomi replied, "We will be there as soon as we can."
"What is going on, Nae?" Sam asked as he watched her climb out of bed and pull on jeans and a t-shirt, throwing her hair up into a messy ponytail she replied; "I don't know, Sam, but I have a feeling that it isn't good. The Police need us at the Practice immediately."
She looked down the barrel of the gun that she was holding, her finger placed on the trigger, the darkness of it looked quite welcoming to her; all of her life she had grown up being the 'family disappointment', nothing she ever did or said was ever good enough for her parents. But, the day she married Derek, that all went away; she was happy and enjoying life, something that she never did as a child, her mother always did say that she was a screw up...She should have known that she was going to fuck up their marriage.
She always did something wrong.
From the minute she stepped foot into the Seattle Grace Hospital she knew that her marriage was over and that he was going to choose the slutty-dark-and-twisty-intern over his wife, it was a given that she did cheat on him first; but, she should have seen that coming. As she looked at the gun in her hands she thought about her friends not only here at the Practice but back in Seattle and how they would react if she did go through with this; she loved her friends with all of her heart and she knew that they did everything they could to help her get through this divorce, but, Addison knew something that her friends did not.
She knew that Derek was still the love of her life and that she wouldn't be able to move on in life without him.
She had no other options.
She started to cry, tears streaming down her face as she sat on the floor, the coolness of the wall seeped through her clothes and instantly chilled her clammy back; she knew that she had to go through with this, she looked up at the ceiling and could easily imagine her mother standing over her with her hands on her hips shaking her head and telling her how big of a disappointment she was not only to the 'Montgomery name' but also to everybody she knew.
She could hear her mother's voice in her head telling her no wonder Derek left her for somebody else, she wasn't deserving of him anyway; but, Bizzy Forbes Montgomery wasn't always like that. No. At one point she was the happiest person on the planet, Addison had been born with a twin Emily. One day when Addison and Emily were walking home from school someone came up behind them and hit them over the head with something hard.
Addison could remember waking up in the hospital with a sharp pain in her head, her father hadn't changed much after the man killed Emily, but Bizzy had; Emily had always been the favorite out of the children, she was the smartest, the one with the 'better looks'.
That was when Bizzy became hard.
That was when she blamed the ten year old Addison Adrienne Forbes Montgomery for her sister's death, telling her that she should've stood up for Emily instead of 'pretending to be unconscious' to save her own life; the worst part was that she believe everything that her mother told her in that moment. Anger rose within her as memories came flooding back, seeing movement in front of her, Addison looked up again to see something she hadn't seen in a long time.
More like someone.
"Emily?" Addison whispered as she stared at the figure to which stood directly in front of her, Addison's vision kept changing from blurry to clear then back to blurry, she could see as Emily smiled at her sister before sticking out her hand almost like if she was offering for Addison to come with her; "I'm coming, Em." Addison whispered as she lifted the gun.
One shot.
Two shot.
Addison's lifeless body fell to the ground, the color of her blood she landed in matching the color of her hair.
Addison Adrienne Forbes Montgomery was dead.
Naomi and Sam arrived at building just a few moments after the call, Naomi didn't care if she had sped all the way here, given the circumstances she was sure that it was understandable; "What is going on?" Naomi asked Amelia as she joined the group of people that stood in a circle next to a police cruiser; "We don't know," Charlotte sighed, "We thought you should be here before we were told what is going on."
"Hello Doctors," A woman joined the group of people, "I am Chief Jones, I am the one who called you all here today; before I tell you what the situation is, you need to understand that you had no part in this at all, we were called here because one of the neighbours reported gunshots." Chief Jones explained, causing Amelia to look around the group trying to figure out who was missing; "Shouldn't we wait for Addison to get here?" Amelia asked the Chief who sighed in response, "That was why we were called here this evening, Ms Montgomery committed suicide in her office just a few hours ago."
"Oh god." Naomi whimpered as her knees became very week, Amelia came beside her and held her up until she regained her balance, "Can-can we see her?" Naomi asked when she regained her balance.
"I'll let you know when the corner brings her body down and I will let you see her before she is brought to the morgue," Chief Jones looked around the group, "Her emergency contact is her ex-husband Derek Shepherd. Does anybody know a number so I can reach him?"
"I-I am his sister," Amelia whispered, "I should call him myself. He'll want to hear this from me if anything."
Chief Jones nodded and turned to walk away, "Oh, and before I forget, this was found on her desk." She said, taking a series of notes out of her pocket and handed them out in correspondence to whose name was on the envelope. Chief Jones pulled Amelia aside and handed her a package with Derek's name on it, Amelia knew it was Addison's handwriting just by looking at it, this brought tears to her eyes; she couldn't believe this was actually happening. Addison had written instructions for Amelia to follow on the package for when she gave it to Derek.
ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK ADDEK
Derek was sitting at one of the tables in the cafeteria, he had just finished a late surgery and wasn't in the mood to go home yet, he took a sip of his coffee when Callie sat down beside him followed by Miranda and Cristina; "What are you still doing here?" Callie asked Derek with a grin.
"I could say the same about all of you." Derek responded as he folded up the newspaper and set it down on the table, "Had a late night surgery."
"Couldn't sleep." Was Cristina's reason, Miranda's was that she was on call that night and Callie just didn't feel like going home. They were all sitting there talking when Derek's cell phone started to ring, he pulled it out of his pocket and checked the caller ID which read 'Addison', Derek wanted to press 'ignore' he really did. But something in his gut told him that this call was important and that it was necessary that he answered it.
"Who is calling?" Callie asked, snooping over Derek's shoulder.
"Satan, that's who." Derek growled as he flipped open the phone and said; "What do you want, Addison? W aren't married anymore, remember, I'm with Meredith. So I don't want to hear any crap about wanting me back, because it's not going to happen."
Derek? Amelia's voice came over the other line, he could tell just by the tone in her voice that she had been crying; "Amelia?" Derek's heart dropped, why was Amelia calling him on Addison's cell phone? "What's going on?"
D-Derek, Amelia sniffled, You n-need to come to Los Angeles right away.
"Damn it, Amelia! Just tell me what's wrong!" Derek snapped.
Derek, Addison committed suicide earlier this evening in her office. Derek's heart dropped when she said that, he couldn't believe his ears. Addison is dead.
He had no words to say in that moment, as much as he hated Addison for cheating on him, he never would have thought in a million years that she would've resulted to killing herself, there was a heavy silence between the two siblings before Derek broke the ice saying; "I'll be there as soon as I can." He paused when he thought about his mother and his other sisters, "Do the other girls know yet?"
N-No, you were the first one I called. Amelia's voice was heavy and thick with tears.
"Okay, I will call them. You go home and try to sleep, alright? I will call you once I'm there, I'll leave tonight." They said their goodbyes before Derek hung up and placed his phone down in front of him on the table, he couldn't believe this was happening; it was almost surreal to him, the woman that he had known for fifteen years, the woman that he had been married to for twelve wonderful years had killed herself. She was dead.
"Derek?" Miranda's voice broke him from his thoughts. "What's wrong?"
In that moment, he couldn't feel anything, all he could feel was overwhelming sadness and nothing else; he knew that he had to call the rest of his family, but, it was almost like he was waiting for Addison to call him and tell him that this was all just one big joke.
"She's dead." Derek whispered as tears started to form in his eyes.
"Who's dead?" They all replied in unison.
"A-Addison, she's dead." Derek paused, "She killed herself."
Authors Note: Okay, tell me what you thought! But, please be nice, this is my first fic. I do have another chapter and can post it if anybody is interested.