Wow!... 6 reviews…thank you guys. Really appreciate it… (insert self advertising) ummm I have 2 other fics. 1 is a standalone and the other is an unfinished project, so if it will not be too much of a trouble for you pls read it and tell me what you thought about it…plz and thank you… ok as promised this is the second chapter of mistake…

Btw this is still from Alex POV…

Disclaimer: I still don't own nothing but my cellphone, ipod, and my trusted book, Medical Surgical…

For the record, I'm still sorry for the grammatical errors. So if any one wants to beta this story, I really need your services, that is if you're offering…) just a tip, reviews makes me happy and inspired. So if you take time to review this chapter, then I'll make time to write another one. DEAL? tata

I take the shot. It burns. It hurts like hell. If diamond is a girl's bestfriend, I would imagine that alcohol will be the guy's favorite thing in the world…Besides women that is. You're asking why? It's not because it makes us feel all "macho" and "manly". Nope. Not at all. On the contrary, it makes us vulnerable. It makes us an open book that's ready to be read by whoever took notice. It makes us feel good during the times we're feeling miserable. Because it makes us forget everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. Even for just a short while. It gives me a short time of serenity. A solitude in guise of slurry words and blurry vision. It gives us that false courage and confidence we only dream we have. But then the consequences of how many bottles I drunk will kick me in the ass the moment I open my eyes and realized, I was once again sober. And guess what? The pain washed all over me again. The pain I desperately needed to escape because I don't want to be consumed by it.

Hmmm… Much like my relationship with Addison. Notice the first name basis there, didn't you? Well of course we're using first names now. We're always at each other's throat, and I meant that literally. That should give me a reason to call her by her name right?

She hated it.

She said it made her feel dirty. Makes her feel guilty that she's getting it on with an intern. She kisses me every time she gets and yet she won't let me call her by her first name.

Hypocrite.

I tried to compromise with her. Tried to placate her. I willingly comforted her despite the anger I felt for her actions. I struggled to put her needs in front of mine. So, I respected her wishes. I never called her Addison in public. I've decided to be a good boy – man for her. I've let her page me whenever and wherever she needs me. I'll be the one that'll run over to her. Give her my love.

Give her my heart.

Give her my everything.

But it's still wasn't enough for her. I was hoping that in time, she'll see how serious I am in loving her. Sensing my sincerity, she'll learn to love me back. But that won't come sooner than I want it to.

"I love you Addison and I'm tired of hiding. I wanted to make this relationship-"

I was cut off by the sound of someone laughing. She's laughing.

The sound of her laughter, is always a joy for me to hear. Simply, because it's contagious and I feel proud when I'm the one making her laugh. Not this time though. What the hell did I say that made her laugh? I look questionably at her. She can't seem to catch her breathe, as she caught my serious and confused eyes.

"Oh you're serious"

"What, didn't you think I was?"

"No. Honestly, I didn't expect the word relationship much less love to be in your vocabulary."

That night was by far the worst night in my life. She delivered a hard, painful blow in my heart, in my pride. This is where she'd broken my heart into pieces and I'm left alone to pick up whatever's left of it. Melodramatic? Who wouldn't be? When the person you've come to love tells you that you're nothing but a booty call for her…

Ok so she didn't really phrase it like that, it was more like this.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry" she said as she put a distance between me and her. "I didn't mean to lead you on. I thought you're just offering something we've both wanted. For fun. Nothing more. Nothi-"

"Shut up. Stop it."

"Alex"

"No. I understand perfectly. I'm sorry I've ever told you what I felt. If I could take it back. I would. But I can't. So, there's only one thing left for me to say and that is. I'm sorry" I turned to leave as I glance one last time at her. "For the record, this right here" I motioned between the two of us. "It wasn't just 'fun' for me"

I guess our short time together helps me mature a little. It's hard for me to accept that she's just using me, needing me for sex. But what hurts me the most is that she thinks I'M using her for sex.

Aaaah pain. The story of my life. That night, I got drunk. And let me tell you, all that alcohol I've consumed that night served as my analgesic against the pain Addi- Dr. Montgomery gave to me…