Lie awake in bed at night
And think about your life
Do you want to be different?
Try to let go of the truth
The battle of your youth
'Cause this is just a game
It's a beautiful lie
It's a perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
So beautiful, beautiful it makes me.
It's time to forget about the past
To wash away what happened last
Hide behind an empty face
Don't ask too much, just say
'Cause this is just a game
It's a beautiful lie
It's the perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
So beautiful, beautiful makes me.
Everyone's looking at me
I'm running around in circles, baby
A quiet desperation's building higher
I've got to remember this is just a game.
Los Angeles.
It's early in the morning and you are already up. It has been a while since you had a good night sleep. Before your mother landed with her lesbian secret and put another mess in your already messed life. You heard someone knocking on your door, but the only thing that you want to do right now is stay curled up in your bed, staring at the ocean and wait. Waiting for something. Maybe waiting for someone. But honestly…are you so eager to open your heart to another man that probably is going to break it again? After Derek, Mark, Karev, Kevin, Noah and then again Mark? So, instead, you close your eyes and wait for the knock on your door to be over.
Seattle.
"Wait..why are you packing?" Without taking your eyes off your stuff, you reply to her. "I can't stay here any longer Mer." You shrugged like you don't care to leave everything, your home, your job, your friends..No wait, right, Izzie's friends. Because when you need them to be by your side, they stood up for your fugitive wife..so, you're not leaving them.
"Where are you going?" This time you looked at her, trying to find the answer. "I don't know. Maybe I'll go back in Iowa. I just don't want to stay here in Seattle and work at that freaking hospital anymore." And with that Meredith Grey left your room without looking back. You don't know that she did the same with Izzie.
Los Angeles.
"I'm coming." you shouted while you stood up, thinking that it was Sam that was knocking like a crazy at your door. "You're…not Sam.." you slowly said the instant after you opened the door. "I don't even know who this dude is." He replied to you in that voice that only in that moment you realized how much you missed. "Can..I come in?" Alex asked. Hands in his pocket, a bag at his foot. "Sure..Sorry for my…uhm clothes.." you stammered awkwardly wearing nothing more than a Yale t-shirt and a pair of boy shorts. "You look good." You rolled your eyes at his words. "Good. I mean..Thank you..I mean…what are you doing here?"
With a sigh he closed the door behind his back. "I should have called before, I know. I..left. And I didn't know where to go..so I booked the first fly that I saw..and..you left, right? You ran away from Seattle, you..when you came back you looked happy..I thought..that I could do the same. Be happy I mean."
It was the first time since you knew him that you heard him talk that much. So you took his bag and, with a shy smile, you went to the kitchen. You saw that he was broken just like you were. "Hungry?" you asked him, while he was standing near the table. "Not really." He shook his head. "I called your office or whatever it is..they told me where you're living." It was like he needed to gave you this information. "Do you need something, Karev?" It was good saw him again but you don't know what to do with him. "Can I stay here?" was his reply. "For a little. The time to put everything behind my back." Damn, you thought, that puppy dog eyes. You sighed. "I can't pay an hotel room. But..I can cook. I can clean your house while you're working. I'm a good roommate. And, you know, when you have…company I can go out for a 15 minutes walk…" And that cocky smirk of his. The right thing to do was slap him hard in the face for his words, but instead you sighed again. "So? Can I? Stay here, I mean." Maybe he read the answer in your eyes, because he changed the look on his face.
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