So this is a fanfic about a Meredith/Addison friendship because c'mon, we all want them to be friends lolol. Please review even if it's bad, and tell me anything you want to see in this and I will add it in. Loves yuhsss~ Jade
Meredith stared at the man in front of her. The man she thought she could trust. He lunged toward her again and she flinched away, narrowly avoiding his strike.
"David stop!" She cried, holding her right hand infront of her face protectively. She had been seeing David for almost three months, he started hitting her after the first. Sometimes, they were bad, and would leave welts and bruises, other times, they would just barley redden her skin. She wanted to leave him, but was way to afraid. Since Izzy and George moved out she lives by herself, she knew she would be in danger if she left him. Hurting her or breaking into her home would be too easy for him because she lives alone.
"Why can't you just do what I say?" He snapped, kicking her in the shin. She grasped it, lost balance, and fell to the ground. They were outside in the hospital parking lot, and it was dark and rainy. No one could see anything, atleast not that she was aware of.
"You can't come into my work and request something like that. And you're drunk. Please leave me alone. Please." She asked calmly, making quick eye contact.
"You're a stupid bitch! I asked you for a fucking blow job! Is that too hard for you?" He screamed, and began kicking her. She fell onto her side, and he began kicking her ribs, her legs, and anything that his foot would connect with.
"Stop it!" She screamed, her body numb with pain. Pure, agonizing pain.
He pulled her up by her shirt and twisted her around, slamming her against her car, "You're a filthy whore. You're dirty, worthless, and nobody fucking loves you. Everyone hates you, bitch. I just use you for sexual favors. I wish you had drowned that day, I wouldn't have to deal with your whore ass. Nobody would. Fucking skank!" He yelled, hitting her face. He turned and left, not bothering to turn around when she fell to the hard, wet pavement.
Addison stood ducked behind a large SUV. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. Sure, she wasn't exactly the biggest fan of Meredith, but nobody deserves what she just got. She watched the man leave, we swayed as he walked.
Even though it was dark, Addison could just barely see Meredith's crumpled body laying on the pavement.
She waited until she no longer saw the man, and jogged over.
"Meredith?" She gently shook her shoulder, waiting for her to come to.
Meredith flinched, then tried jerking away. She must have thought Addison was that guy.
"Meredith it's Addison. Come on, we need to get you out of here." Addison said, turning around to look in the direction the man staggered off too. Chills fluttered through her body when she could just barely make out his figure, he was coming back.
"Addison?" Meredith choked out, her voice raspy.
"Meredith, Meredith we need to go. Give me your keys." Addison said, waiting for Meredith too hand over her keys. When she did, she unlocked Meredith's car and opened the rear passenger door. She wouldn't waste time dragging Meredith to the front seat.
"Help me get you up, come on Meredith, come on." She kept repeating as slowly, they were able to get Meredith into the car. Addison didn't bother with her seat belt, she was to afraid of the man coming towards them. He was only a few yards away now. Addison threw both her bags and Meredith's bags into the back seat as well, and shut the door. She jumped into the diver seat and started the car.
Just as she was about to pull out of the parking space the man banged on the back window, seeing him, Meredith screamed. Addison locked the doors just before he tried yanking them open and sped out of the parking space.
Behind them, they could hear him yelling.
Addison parked the car at her hotel, letting out a deep breath. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She couldn't believe she just rescued Meredith Grey.
"Addison where are we?" Meredith asked, rubbing her forehead.
"At my hotel," she replied, opening her door. She opened Meredith's door and helped her out, then grabbed both their bags.
"Why are we here?" She asked, holding onto Addison's arm for support. She must be confused, or dizzy, why else would she be trusting me this much? Addison thought to herself.
"Because," Addison started, as she led them inside and towards the elevator, "You can't go back to your house. What if that guy were to come back?"
Meredith didn't respond. Once they were in the light Addison was able to see Meredith's injuries. She took in a sharp breath. Her right eye was bruised, both cheeks were swollen and purple, her lip was split, and who knows what else is on the rest of her body.
"Are you okay?" Addison asked her, noticing when she had to try and regain her balance. She was definately dizzy.
Meredith nodded, placing a hand on her forehead then wincing from the pain, "Yeah, this isn't the first time." She said quietly.
This took Addison by suprise, "What?"
"David... He does this to me a lot." Meredith told her, grasping the elevator bar when it stuttered to a stop. The doors opened, and Addison led them out and down the hall.
"Why don't you leave him?" Addison asked, but she already knew the response to that. She was afraid of him, but why wouldn't she be? He would probably kill her if she left.
"Because..." Meredith trailed off, and Addison opened her hotel door. She flipped on the lights and Meredith marvelled at how huge it is. A large, king sized bed sat in the middle of the room, a recliner chair was propped in one corner, a round card playing table sat in another corner surrounded by two chairs, and a fridge, microwave, and coffeepot were arranged against the wall.
"Here, you come sit." Addison said, dropping their bags to the ground. She led Meredith to the edge of the bed and had her sit.
"Holy shit, that guy is a fucking bastard." Addison muttered, retreating to the bathroom to retrieve a washcloth. Thankfully, in her medical bag, she had spare supplies. She washed the blood off Meredith's face, and put ointment on the open cuts. Thankfully, when they were cleaned up, they didn't look to bad.
"What about your stomach?" Addison asked.
Meredith shrugged, stood up slowly, and lifted her shirt. Addison gasped when she saw the purple and red welts across her body.
"What's that?" Addison asked, gesturing towards a long, bruised, swollen wound.
"That's from when I tried to leave him. He threw a bottle at me but it hit the floor and shattered. When he pushed me down I fell on the glass." Meredith explained quietly.
Addison stared at the wound. She took out her iPhone and turned on the flashlight, checking for any signs of glass left in the wound. Thankfully, there were none.
"Oh my god, Meredith. Who cleaned this for you?" She asked.
"I did."
"Why? You didn't have Yang check it out?" Addison pressed.
"No. I don't want anyone to know." She explained.
Addison looked at the broken woman in front of her. The woman she had completely misjudged. She felt guilty for thinking so little of her, she wish she had known what was going on with her. After her and Derek seperated, she noticed she got quiet, avoided people, and would come in with an occasional bruise. No one thought anything of it, but Addison wished she did.
"What are you going to do?" Addison asked.
"About what?"
"About him, you can't stay with him. You should call the cops Meredith. It will be on surveilence."
"No way. All his buddies are cops, including his father. He'd get off the hook and then he'd just get really pissed off. He'll hurt me worse Addison. I don't even want to leave the hospital anymore." She choked out, tears sliding down her cheeks.
"I'm so afraid. So afraid that one of these times he's gunna really hurt me bad." She cried.
"That's why we need to do something." Addison reprimanded.
"I can't go home, I can't stay there. He's probably there now." Meredith told her, and she began to shake at the thought.
"Hey," Addison said, pulling her from her daze, "You're staying with me tonight. Okay? I don't think you should go home either."
Meredith blinked, then rubbed her unbruised eye, "But I thought you hated me."
Addison sighed, "I thought so too. But I was wrong, so, so wrong."
Addison flopped down on her bed, and let out a deep breath, "It feels so good to just lay down at the end of the day."
"Yes it does." Meredith said. She had on an extra set of Addison's pajammas, and she sat down on the floor.
"What are you doing?" Addison asked, propping herself up on her elbow anf staring at Meredith.
"Laying down." Meredith told her, not sure if it was a trick question or not.
"You can sleep up here you know. There's enough room, and you'll have a pillow and blanket." She laughed.
Meredith stood up, and flipped off the light while she was up.
She laid down underneath the covers and turned to face Addison, "Thank you." She said.
"For what?" Addison yawned.
"For practically saving me." Meredith explained.
"I couldn't leave you there. That man scares me, I don't know how you can stay. Well, I know why, but we need to get you out of it." Addison told her.
Before Meredith spoke, her phone vibrated, signalling a new voicemail.
She reached over towards the night stand and took her phone. She unlocked it, and put it on speaker phone. She knew who it was from without even looking.
"You stupid little dirty bitch. I know right where the fuck you are skank. I know what hotel you're in, and I'll find what fucking room you're in too. And when I do you better be fucking ready to be fucking beaten and raped. Dirty fucking skank." Meredith dropped her phone onto the bed, tears flowing. Addison jumped up, locked the hotel door, locked the windows (even though they're on the seventh floor,) and closed the curtains.
"Meredith, listen to me Meredith, he can't get you here." Addison told her, rubbing her shoulder. She noticed that Meredith resembled a small child, she seemed so little and scared, Addison wanted to protect her.
Meredith didn't say anything, but Addison noticed that with every noise, and every voice they heard, she nearly jumped a mile. Eventually, she scooted closer to Addison, feeling safer.
At three o clock in the morning, both girls were still awake, and David knocked on the door.
"Open up bitch."