"It's for you." Alex grumbled to Izzie at 7 in the morning the next day. He tossed the phone on her bed. It took Izzie a minute or so to get up and get to the phone and when she did she wasn't in the best mood you might say.
"Who ever the hell this is it better be pretty damn important to wake me up at 7:00 in the morning!" Izzie almost yelled into the phone. It was silent for a second then the person on the other line spoke.
"Iz? It's me. I'm sorry for waking you but I…I need to talk to someone and well I tried to do what you said and well let's just say Callie doesn't really seem to like talking about this kind of stuff so I thought we could have breakfast before work?" George answered kind of a little scared of what she may say in reply. It took Izzie a minute or so to totally understand what he just said but she finally answered a minute later.
"Yeah breakfast, that sounds good George but why did you have to wake me up at 7?" Izzie asked kind of annoyed with him. She knew that he said he needed to talk but at 7? Seriously?
"Well we work at 9 so I thought that you might want to meet up soon so we have enough time to eat." George answered. Izzie looked at her clock then looked in a mirror that was next to her dresser. She looked like hell.
"I'll meet you in a half hour. Will that be enough time?" She asked.
"Yeah that will be great. I'll meet you at little restaurant across from the hospital in 30 minutes." George replied happily.
"Great I'll see you there." Izzie said but before she put down the phone she heard George say.
"Thanks Izzie this means a lot." then she heard a click and the line went dead. Hearing George sound happy about meeting to talk made Izzie smile a little, he actually was will to talk and what's more then that is that he really wants to talk. So after minute or so of just sitting there on her bed she finally got up and went to take a shower.
Izzie is late. Izzie is never late. These thoughts went through Georges head for the extra 10 minutes he waited for Izzie to show up. Finally after a few more minutes Izzie showed up a little out of breathe.
"I'm sorry traffic sucked and then I couldn't find a place to park. And I was totally freaking out because you know me I'm never late I'm miss be on time girl only today I was late. And now I'm rambling I'm sorry." George smiled up at her from the table he was sitting at.
"It's fine Izzie you weren't that late." George told her as she took off her jacket and sat down. "I didn't order with out you so we can order before we talk or whatever." Izzie smiled and picked up her menu and started looking through it. George kept looking at her in a strange way so after about two minutes of it she put down her menu and started looking at him too.
"Why are we staring at each other?" Izzie asked still staring at him. George sort of snapped out of his staring after she said that.
"Sorry I kind of just started thinking about something…it's nothing." George picked up his menu and opened it "so what are you getting?"
"I'm thinking pancakes, you?" Izzie asked.
"I think I'll get the same." then he put his menu back down. "So I talked to Callie last night." George said starting their talk.
"Yeah? And what did you say to her?" Izzie asked folding her arms on the table and listened closely to him.
"I told her about how I was feeling lately and how I hated how I was treating people and how I was using her and she just snapped on me." George explained. Izzie nodded as if telling him to continue " I just don't know how to talk to her without it turning around on me and something becoming my fault and ends with her yelling at me. She just always seems to get angry with me but I keep bringing stuff up and she keeps doing the same stuff over again. I just don't know what to do." Izzie looked down at her menu for a second then up at George again
"Maybe you should ask her about that. Maybe she'll understand if you just explain that you don't like the way that she has been yelling at you lately. I mean she shouldn't be yelling at you anyways I mean your dad just died she should have a little more compassion." Izzie told him. George never thought about actually telling Callie to stop treating badly but did he really have the right to tell her to stop treating him like that if he treated her badly too?
"I treat her badly too. I have used her for sex a lot lately and I know I shouldn't but I do so do I have the right to tell her to stop treating me badly if I've been treating her equally as badly?" George asked. Izzie let a deep breathe out and she sat back in her seat and she just shook her head.
"I…I honestly don't know. I understand where you might think that you shouldn't tell her but you still shouldn't have to be yelled at while you are still dealing with your fathers death. So in this case I have no idea what you should do." George looked down at the table "I'm sorry I just don't know." Izzie said sadly.
George just nodded at that " It's fine." he paused and then asked " Why don't you get mad at me?" Izzie looked at him oddly not knowing what he was asking.
"Mad at you for what?" Izzie asked.
"For treating you badly. I mean I was a ass yesterday and I've been an ass for the past couple of weeks but you haven't said one word about it. So why didn't you ever get mad at me?" George asked. Izzie didn't know what to tell him because she didn't even know she guessed it was because he was her best friend and she knew what he was going through but even that didn't seem right. She really didn't know why she ever got mad at him for being an ass.
"I…I don't know. I guess because I've been where you are and when I was going through it you never once got mad at me so why should I get mad at you for doing what I did for a long time?" Izzie asked not really looking for an answer from him. "So are you going to try talking to Callie again?" Izzie asked changing the subject. George looked at Izzie and smiled a little.
"No, I kind of like talking to you." Izzie smiled at that and after they ordered their food and had breakfast together laughing and just talking to one another.
"I did not!" Izzie laughed when she and George were walking into the hospital. George laughed and nodded.
"Yeah you did. You picked up your fork and flung pancake at me and weather you admit it or not I know you were aiming for that guy behind me." he laughed while saying it, Izzie hit his arm playfully.
"It's not like it had syrup on it and it WAS AN ACIDENT!" she relied trying not to laugh with him but failing terribly at it. As they got to the elevator Izzie pushed the button and if right on time Callie came up behind them as the waited.
"Hey you!" she greeted George and kissed him on the cheek. She kind of gave Izzie a glare which Izzie simply rolled her eyes at.
"Hey you seem in a better mood since last night." George said with a smile. Callie looked at Izzie as if wondering if George had told her about their argument.
"I fine I don't know what you mean." Callie said trying to pretend like nothing happened the night before.
"I think he means because you got all angry over the fact that his father died and he needed someone to talk to but you were to self absorbed to actually think about his feelings about the whole thing." Izzie said while looking between them. George shot death glares at her, and Callie looked at George surprised to find that he had told Izzie about their argument the night before. "You know I'm going to take the stairs. Bye" Izzie got the hell out of there as fast as she could. George couldn't believe Izzie actually told Callie that. He thought that what they talked about was private and now he was sure he was going to be killed by Callie in the elevator.
"You told her!" Callie yelled at him as they got into the empty elevator. George didn't say anything. "I can't believe you told her! What happens between us shouldn't be shared between you and your friends ok what happens between us should stay between us. I mean god George I thought you knew that!" She yelled at him but when they got to the second floor George had had enough.
"That's it you can't keep yelling at me for every little thing I do! Yes ok I told Izzie but that's because she listens to me she understands me! You get mad every time I ever just want to talk to you! You seem so threatened by everything I say so I talk to Izzie because I can't talk to you! Maybe if you started listening to me more maybe just maybe I'll stop having to tell Izzie everything!" With that the doors to the third floor opened and out George walked, leaving Callie standing in the elevator.