This is my second fanfiction story of my interpretation of the Fifty Shades of Grey characters.
*I don't own the characters they belong to E.L. James but I can exploit to fit my creative juices lol.
I'm going to start putting warning at the beginning of my stories so you are blindsided. I learned my lesson from my first story so there will be **Language Warnings(I tend to curse when I get mad so when my character gets made I send to say it all), Trigger Warnings(if something is gruesome along the lines of rape but I probably won't be any is this story but just a heads up), Mature Warning(for when there are sexual scenes and/or violence)** So far I don't need any warnings for this chapter.
Anastasia's POV
I have always been a lover of music for anyway a feel. Like when I want to feel empowered I listen to Fly by Nicki Minaj. When I want to be all badass I listen to Bad Blood by Taylor Swift. When I miss my mom and can't make it home to see her I listen to A Song for Mama by Boyz II Men. When I want my pops I listen to Daughters by John Mayer. As you can see my music taste is very eclectic. At the current moment I am listening to a playlist of my creating. It's a mixture of Sam Smith, Jhene Aiko, Rihanna, and Etta James, and let's not forget the person who has the best break up music Adele. They are getting me through tonight at least.
Let's see where I begin. I gave my heart and soul to my ex-boyfriend Aiden for him to break into a million pieces. It's been an over a year but sometimes I just throw myself a pity party and wonder what did I do wrong? We were together for 4 years. I thought we were perfect couple well that's what everyone told us. I felt like the most special girl in the world to have someone that understood me. My world revolved around Aiden James but I was all a lie. You see Aiden is a successful pediatrician that I met a work. Oh yeah I'm a neonatal doctor by the way that left her dream job because she couldn't stand to be around Aiden anymore. I was the head neonatal doctor at Seattle Children's Hospital. You must be wondering what would cause me to take a year sabbatical to travel around Africa in the blistering heat to help less fortunate families.
Our world started to go downhill about the third year. He started coming home but I brushed it aside because I know we as doctors have hectic schedules. It didn't get better though in fact it only got worse. I would find lingerie underwear when I washed clothes that didn't belong to me. I never said anything because why throw away three years for that. I know I was in denial but I'm not even finished with telling his betrayal. He would sometimes come home too drunk to walk smelling of cheap perfume. He would wake up the next morning like nothing ever happened and sober. How he did without a conscience is something I will never know. That's when I started on my days off acting like the girl from Sam Smith's video of I'm Not the Only One. Which was freaking pathetic let me tell you that. Then on the really bad days I would just cry in the shower when he smelled of them. The last straw was when some women showed up at our door with a little girl that looked just like Aiden. I just let her in while I grabbed my phone, purse and keys. He could have everything because he gave her something that he constantly reminded that he didn't want. He always was adamant about not having children and maybe it was just me he didn't want to have kids with. I just drove and drove until I ended up on my parent's steps on Montesano. My dad wanted to kill Aiden you know all the scary Green Beret background of his and everything. What stopped him was me telling him I could lose another man in my life. Well he wasn't there the next morning for a while but I knew he didn't kill Aiden. I knew this because he called me nonstop for a week. My mom on the other hand did what any mom would do and just let me lie in her lap. She did what any other black mother would do but truth be told she is mixed (Don't tell her I told you that though because she says she's fully black). Her mom was black and her dad was white. She for some reason thinks she's fully black and whenever her only child hurts she goes all ghetto moms on me. She claims that's why dad who is a full on alpha white male who takes no prisoner choose her. To my surprise though she didn't go all mama bear she just held me and let me indulge on Blue Bells ice cream all night. If you haven't guessed by now I'm like ΒΌ African American as my dad puts it. I got my brownish almost black hair color from my mom but that's where it stops. Everything else is my dad that you would think my mom was biracial. Even down to the color of my eyes blue eyes. Anyway back my pity party at my parents. I cried for a week straight until my dad told me he didn't raise me to sulk over a sorry excuse of a man. That's just what I need so I resigned from my job and left for Africa. It was the best thing that happened to me. I got over Aiden and helped people while doing it. I still have the times when I beat myself up and wondered what I did. It probably about once a month that I open my personalized playlist that a named it's ok to be sad sometimes. Yes corny but I needed it today.
I was going back to the Seattle Children Hospital to meet with my mentor of sorts Dr. Grace Trevelyan-Grey. She always looked out for her fellow female doctors. I called her when I got back because I wanted to know what was going on at the hospital before I reapplied there. She was happy to hear from me and agreed to meet me on her lunch in her office. I close out my playlist then finish getting dressed. Since it's still spring in Seattle and I decided on shorts. I'm wearing a yellow three quarter sleeve blazer, black sheer shirt, and white shorts. I finished it off with gold accessories and sandals. My hair is a whole other thing. The heat and water in Africa did damage to it and I haven't had to time to go to a salon so messy bun on top.
As I head to the garage a feel like my old college self so I go for my old trusty VW bug. My dad it completely restored for my med school graduation. In fact this thing can play 8traks, cassette tapes, cds, aux plug and a touch screen. I don't own half the things that can play in them but my dad said he wanted to enjoy his music while he restored the car. Only thing I use is the aux and it's time to cheer myself up before I get to the hospital. I listen to Bitch Better Have My Money by Rihanna. By time I get to the hospital I feel so much better.
I'm almost to Dr. Trevelyan's office when I hit a wall because I was too busy checking my email. The wall wasn't a wall but a man's chest. I looked up to see angry grey eyes and just fucked hair.
"I'm so sorry sir I was looking down at phone and should have been paying better attention. Again I'm so so so sorry." I can feel my face heating up from his intense glare.
"Next time you should watch where you're going because the next person might not be as nice as me. Come on Taylor!" I had to look away from his intense eyes so I look down. When I look back up he was gone already. I turned to see him getting in the elevator. Well excuse fucking me Mr. Rudeness.
I get back to walking but put my iPhone gold Chanel clutch. I knock on Dr. Trevelyan's office door.
"Omg Ana darling how are you? You disappeared in thin air with nothing but a resignation letter. Then the next thing I know you are calling a year later saying you want to talk. What happened darling for you to just evaporate?" She is holding me at arm length on the verge of shaking me.
"I'm so sorry I didn't think anyone would care too much. So much happened last year but I found out Dr. James wasn't faithful so I just went to Africa with Doctors without Borders. I just couldn't face him so I took some time to find me again." If that didn't sound like freaking pathetic excuse I don't know what does.
"So the rumors were true that you left because of him. What I don't understand is how a confident woman like yourself let a man run you from your job. I know that sounded harsh but you needed to hear that. You were the best neonatal doctor we have ever had. In fact no one has been able to replace you here so we transfer all of your precious babies to Dr. Addison Montgomery at Seattle Grace. So I'm hoping you are here to start back working because we miss you so much here." Well damn she just tore me down and offered me my job back. I should be happy to have my job back right?
"I know it was a rash decision but it worked out for me in the best. Dr. Montgomery is an excellent doctor because she does the things that I can't even do. But I found a new life for what my job really means when you are birthing a baby in a small village that doesn't have running water, or equipment to even check on the baby progress or supplies for a successful birth. I feel in love with my job all over again for the real reason I became a doctor to begin with. It's to help people that cant is why I wanted to become a doctor. I became a neonatologist to give a voice to the littles one that has a slim chance to survive. People like me do things some days that should be impossible. In fact while I was gone Dr. Montgomery called for a consult. A pregnant mother fetus was suffering from ectopia cordis which is when the heart was growing outside the baby. She needed me but I know I wouldn't make it time. So I watched the surgery over Skype essentially. That just made we want to come back because I had no intention of coming back for at least another year. That made me realized that I was meant to come back so here I am." That was the whole truth but I didn't do 4 years at the University of Washington (UW), 4 years at UW School of Medicine, 3 years a pediatric intern here and 3 more years in a neonatology fellowship here to just throw it all away to just deliver babies. I did it to save babies lives so I'm ready to come back. Aiden can go fuck himself if he thinks that he will get to me this time.
"I'm happy that you are back to take your job back. As you know the neonatal community is small and a doctor of your caliber is hard to come back. So of course we want you to have the exact positon you had. The question is can you face working with Aiden again after whatever he did to run you off?" How did I know that was going to be the next question?
"Yes Dr. Trevelyan I can handle now working him. The past is the past and I'm over him. So you know all the details he was cheating on me for the last year we were together. In fact the night I left a woman showed up on our steps with a baby that looked just like him. It was just the last straw so I left and don't regret it. I was in denial then but never again. So no I don't have a problem with him again." Well for about 29 days each month I'm over him. Three year is a long time so I just couldn't shut my feeling completely off.
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Grace no more of this Dr. Trevelyan. Well I will inform you before anybody does it. Aiden is now married with a 2 year old daughter. So I'm guessing the woman that showed up at your door is the new Mrs. James. I'm sorry I had to tell you but I didn't want you to be blindsided and I lose you again. In other news I'm having my Annual Helping Hands Gala tomorrow night and you aren't working this year because you don't officially start until Monday. I have an extra seat at my table so I want to you sit with my family. Please come dear and enjoy yourself. A doctor without borders is a hard job so you need to relax. So what do you say?" So the little wifey must had been the chick he was with for that year but I don't give a flying fuck. So I will go to Gala and have some fun. It's been a long time.
"Thanks for the heads up and it still doesn't change that I it just the past. I'm over Aiden James. I will be at the Gala tomorrow night because Helping Hands does great work." No to show the word the new and improved Anastasia Rose Steele!
I listened to all these songs when I actually wrote this Chapter. I listen to music and read to settle my nerves. Sam Smith and Adele really helps when I'm all in my feelings as my younger sister & spouse says lol.
Yes Ana's mom is half African American but that traits didn't really get passed on to Ana. All she has is her mom's hair color and attitude lol. I pictured Ana as Miranda Kerr because she is just so beautiful but I wanted to do something different so that's why I went with a biracial mom. Yes it is possible to be fully caucasian looking with a biracial parent because my cousin is. You would never know she is mixed at all. Yes I'm going to have her mom in her life in this story. Not every mom is bad so why not give her some happiness because Overcoming Struggles (my other story) is just so dark sometimes. Let me know what your take is on that. I'm open for suggestion but remember it is MY STORY!
I haven't decided on their ages yet because I know it takes years to go to medical school then residency and everything as you read. I should have a good idea about time when I post again.
Sorry Greys Anatomy fans-I know its Grey-Sloane Memorial and Seattle Grace Mercy West before that but I needed the name from when Addison was. Then plus it would be weird to have a hospital with the Grey name and Dr. Grey not working there right?
Anybody remember that episode I think I was when Addison first goes there. The surgery was so unique and to think that people do this in real life is crazy. I just remember thinking it was so cool so the name stuck with me.
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