Meredith stood completely still, not daring to move a muscle. She stared straight ahead, thoughts and pulse racing.
On one hand, logic told her to leave with Finn – the man who had brought her here, who had begun to fix her, who had plans. He too, was broken, and Meredith had hoped beyond all hopes that they could fix each other, and perhaps, she could finally live out her life as she had intended before Derek had shattered it.
On the other hand, however, was Derek. The man she, unfortunately, loved. The kind of love that suffocated her, squeezing itself tighter and tighter around her heart, working it's way into her veins, coursing through her body. The type of love that was unrelenting.
Finn was nice. He treated her nicely, and he liked puppies and horses and her. Derek though… well, he was Derek. And he was also married. Meredith cocked her head slightly. Derek was married, and he had just been dancing with his wife. And he just expected her to leave with him? To break Addison more than she already had been?
Meredith knew what it felt like to be broken by Derek. She herself had experienced that one first hand. Meredith raised her eyes, looking Derek defiantly in the eyes. Taking a deep breath and willing her body language not to give her away, she took a sharp breath, turned on her heel, and walked out the door. Finn placed a hand on her lower back, and threw a smug look back at Derek as the glass door swung shut behind him.
this almost makes me like mer. almost ;)
recently on the show anyways, i've been liking her more and more. well until the finale. hopefully she doesn't disappoint next season.