-1Author's Note: Some time ago I wrote a story called Choices. Since that time my writing has improved. This story had always been a favorite of mine, and I want to expand upon it, improve it. I hope you enjoy it as much this time as you did the first time. If this is your first time reading it, I really hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you guys think. Also, there is now a prologue.
The night is cold, which is perfect really when Izzie thinks about it. She hunches her shoulders, burrowing deeper into the olive green quilted jacket she wore. Her dark eyes scan the almost empty parking lot until they fall on a tall, dark haired man walking toward a cherry red Honda. Alex.
"Alex," she calls out. Her heart pounds as she crosses the damp cement to where he is standing, waiting for her to catch up. He wears a guarded mask on his face. She doesn't blame him, there is a lot of history between the two of them, some of which isn't the greatest. "Do you have a minute?"
Alex hesitates, then nods. "Yeah. Sure. I been meaning to talk to you anyways."
Izzie's heart rate accelerates. Perhaps this is going to be easier than she thought. "I've been meaning to talk to you to." She steps closer, a smile lifting the corners of her lips. She is a bit startled at the emotions she feels coursing through her. She knows she loves him, has always loved him. "I've really missed you Alex. It's been weird the last month or so, not talking. I hate that. Us not talking. I hate the way things ended between us."
"Yeah. Me too," he answers. Misery is evident in his voice.
"Really?" She looks at him closely, excitement building were dread has been when he nods. This is going to be perfect, she thinks. "I have something to tell you."
Horror crosses his face. "Don't Izzie. Don't say it." He looks down, then looks back up, his features twisting into something akin to resignment. "I'm getting married."
Her lips part. No. This isn't happening. "To who?" she cries. She tries to recall if she has seen him with anyone but draws a blank.
"Addison. We…that is…she's pregnant."
This isn't happening, Izzie thinks again. Tears start to burn her eyes. She shoves them back. She isn't going to cry. She had already resigned herself to being alone. Alex marrying Addison and having a baby with her didn't change anything. "I…I'm happy for you," she says before turning to stride towards her car. She hears him calling her name but keeps walking. She knows that if she doesn't she will say what she had come to say. Alex didn't need anything more thrown at him. Addison needs him, she doesn't. She is use to being alone. Sometimes it wasn't it her choice, but this time it is.