DISCLAIMER: I do not, and have never claimed to own Grey's Anatomy. None of this is mine, ESPECIALLY, not the first italicized speech.
"You don't get to call me a whore! When I met you, I thought I had found the person, that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done! So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me! You chose Addison! I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.
You don't get to call me a whore."
Derek Shepherd walked up the stairs and threw open the door, with her words ringing in
his head. She was right. He didn't get to call her a whore. He had chosen Addison. But
that didn't mean he didn't love her. That it didn't hurt to hear about her sleeping with
George, and then to take Doc to the vet and have her come down the stairs, hair mussed,
and wearing a shirt that so clearly belonged to Dr. Dandridge.
And then, what had scared him most, was the Code Black. When he had been told that it
was Meredith holding the bomb, his world imploded. And when he had heard an
explosion, he thought for a moment, his heart literally might have stopped. When he
stepped off that elevator, the only thought running through his head, was to find her, hold
her and never let go. He even had the burning desire to tell her over and over again that
he loved her. But when Addison came out so thankful he was ok, he just…couldn't.
He pressed the up button on the elevator and leaned his head against the cool wall. He
wasn't being fair. He wasn't being fair to him, to Addison, and especially not to
Meredith. He wasn't being fair to him, because he was married to a woman, who he
loved only the memories of. He wasn't being fair to Addison, because he kept making her
believe he was out of love with Meredith, that everything was fine, that his wounds were
slowly being healed. And he wasn't being fair to Meredith, by saying he didn't love her,
and then punching every guy she talked with, and, like she said, basically calling her a
whore.
The elevator arrived, and the last person he needed to see was on it, with her cheery voice
and bright smile. "Hey! So listen, I was thinking we could maybe take Meredith out to
dinner – since we obviously can't have her over to the trailer – and you know, she could
bring a date," "Meredith and I are over." He says pressing a button, and rubbing his tired
eyes. "What? What do you mean, I thought you and her were fr-" "Not anymore." "Why,
what happened?"
Derek pauses and then the elevator bell rings. "See you later." He says getting off. "Yeah.
Later."
"Meredith and I are over." He sighs.
A/N: So there you go, my very first Grey's Anatomy fic. I've been wanting to write one for awhile, but needed the right, "speech" I guess to build from. I have another one coming that I got the whole inspiration from, get this, a dream. I literally SAW my very own, full length Grey's Anatomy episode in my HEAD lol. I MAY, continue with this as I have a few ideas floating around in my head, just let me know! As always please review, no flames please and thank you for reading!
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