Derek looked up from his plate of eggs as he heard Meredith walk in. She looked rough. More than rough. Her eyes were puffy and blood shot. Her hair wasn't brushed. She was still in her pajama pants and a black camisole. She looked both physically and emotionally exhausted.
"Here you go, Meri." Sofia said as she sat her breakfast in front of her. "Good morning."
"Whoa... Don't we look rough?" Tony said as he walked in and looked at her. "Late night?" He asked with a smirk.
"Go away." She moaned as she looked down at her plate.
"Start baking." He said to Sophia with a smirk. "Meri dumped Paulo."
"Guys." Derek said quickly as he looked up at them both. They both looked at him and went on with what they were doing.
"See you later. Have fun on kiddy patrol." Tony said with a chuckle. "Oh, by the way, Thatcher is coming back this evening." He said as he walked out.
"So do you want to talk about it?" Derek asked as he looked up at her. She hadn't taken a bite, just pushed the food from side to side on the plate.
"Talk about what?" Meredith asked softly.
"Last night." Derek offered as he took a bite of his eggs.
"What happened last night?" She said with a deep sigh.
"You dumping Paulo." Derek stated frankly.
"I don't need to talk about anything." Meredith said as she took a bite of her food.
"Well, thanks for waking me up." Derek said, feigning irritation.
"Waking you up?" Meredith asked as she glanced up.
"Well, generally when you have screaming orgasms in the courtyard, someone will hear." Derek said as he shook his head. "I just can't believe that you get away with that. If my mom saw that, she's kill me. Dead."
"First of all, what are you, twelve?" Meredith asked as she looked up. "No one is ever around." Meredith said as she took another bite.
"You should be careful." Derek stated simply.
"Of what? Sex?" Meredith said with a chuckle.
"You are a kid." Derek said quickly.
"I am not a kid. I haven't been a kid in a very long time." Meredith said quickly.
"So that was pretty harsh. I have to say, I have never seen it done so cruelly." Derek explained as he raised his brows. Meredith didn't answer as she sat there. "So where is your mom?"
"What?" Meredith asked as she looked up.
"Your mom... Where is she?" Derek asked.
"Don't talk about my mom." Meredith said as she stared at her plate. "Ever."
"So there is a subject that actually gets a reaction." Derek said as he looked at her. He could see her hurt, and decided to drop it. "So are you planning on doing anything today?" He questioned as he took his last bite.
"If you mean am I planning on leaving my prison... Where would I go?" She said with a frown as she pushed her plate away and stood. "Maybe I will go shopping. That's what spoiled rich girls do." She said with a shrug. "I'll let you know."
"You know, not all relationships end in hurt." Derek said as she walked away.
"How do you know?" Meredith said as she continued on.
Meredith cried as she walked up the stairs. He was wrong. They always ended in hurt. She didn't know one happy couple. That was her proof. No happiness. And now she was choking. The walls around her were closing in. She was alone once again. She hated alone. It was the only feeling she had ever felt, and she would do anything to get rid of it. Even if two months at a time.
Meredith slid on her tight jeans. Paulo was right about one thing, there was no future between her and Derek. Nothing was going to come of that. It couldn't. There was no way that she would be able to live happily ever after with her help. Not to mention, there was no such thing as happily ever after. Meredith pulled her top on and descended down the stairs. She stopped in her tracks as she heard someone talking. Mia.
That bitch was here. Meredith had a ton of friends. So called friends. But in actuality, she had no friends. They were all people who used her to raise their social status. They used her for her amenities. They were users. She hadn't had a real friend in five years. That one screwed her over. And she didn't want another one.
"Mer!" Mia said as Meredith walked by, her black boots clicking on the floor.
"Mia." Meredith said with a sigh. "Are you ready, Derek?" Meredith asked as she stopped in the doorway.
"Mer... I thought you were going to France?" Mia asked as she looked over.
"Change of plans." Meredith replied with a sigh as she threw her purse over her shoulder.
"Oh. Well that's great!" Mia responded happily. "Now we can hang out."
"Oh. Uh, actually I have stuff to do today." Meredith said quickly.
"I could come. Where are we going?" Mia asked.
"Mer said something about shopping." Derek chipped in. Meredith shot him a dirty look.
"Oh. Let's go!" Mia said happily.
"Yes." Derek said as he glanced at Meredith. "Let's."
Meredith rolled her eyes as she waited for Derek to pull the car around. Mia was talking nonstop. Meredith quit listening shortly after she started. She was really beginning to dislike Mia. She knew the only reason she was there was because Derek was there. Meredith walked towards the car, she felt Mia shove her out of the way as she neared the front passenger door. This was battle she knew she couldn't even fight.
"So, Derek... When is your next day off?" Mia asked from the front seat as they drove down the road.
"Monday." Derek said as he glanced back at Meredith. She was sullen. She wasn't even listening.
"We are so going out on Monday." Mia said happily. "Say yes..."
"I could do that." Derek said with a smirk.
"Good! It will be so much fun. I am so much more fun than Meredith. She is dull. Dull and lifeless. Oh don't look at me like that. She knows it." Mia said quickly. "Last year when I was in Paris..."
Meredith closed her eyes and put her face up to the glass. She was just too tired to care. She was jealous. She really was. But why fight? Why even bother? No future. She would be a quick lay. No future. She didn't see any possibilities. It felt like everything was the same everyday. And she just wanted to break free.
Derek glanced back at Meredith. Her face was up against the glass. He didn't say a word. He didn't think she was sleeping, but she definitely wasn't there. Not mentally. Not spiritually. She was just a shell. A tired, lonely, sad shell.
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Derek sat in the chair and watched as the women grabbed clothes off the rack. This he didn't like. This was that thing that boyfriend's got stuck doing. It was torture. It was something you only did if you thought you had the possibility of getting laid. And just like every time he got apprehensive, he had to remember the money. He needed the money.
"What do you think?" Mia asked as she walked out in a low cut green dress.
"That's nice." Derek said with a nod, he quickly looked back down at the magazine in front of him.
"Mer... Let's see yours." Mia said quickly.
"No... I don't like it." Meredith said quickly.
"Oh come on." Mia said as she opened the door. "Oh my God..." Mia said in shock. "Come out here."
Meredith walked out of the dressing room. Derek looked up and did a double take. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. She was wearing a shimmery black floor length gown with slit up the side. Her long leg showed every time she took a step. Derek felt the lump in his throat get bigger as he looked at her.
"How does she look?" Mia asked Derek.
"She looks goo... good." Derek stammered. "You look amazing." Derek glanced up, and quickly stood as a man walked up.
"Excuse me." Derek said as he stepped in front of him.
"Der... He's fine. I know him." Mia said with a smile. He began speaking quickly in Italian. He wasn't sure what he was saying, but Meredith began blushing. He ended up handing her a piece of paper and walking away.
"What was that?" Derek asked as he walked away.
"Nothing." Meredith said as she disappeared into the fitting room. Derek looked at Mia.
"He wants to photograph her." Mia said with a smile.
"Photograph?" Derek said as he looked at her.
"She would never do it. She flaunts it at home... But she really is very self conscious." Mia explained as she disappeared.
Meredith walked back out of the fitting room in the jeans, sweater and black boots that she came in with. She plopped down next to Derek as closed her eyes.
"You aren't happy." Derek said with a frown.
"Why do you have to do that?" Meredith asked as she glanced up.
"Do what?" Derek asked.
"Ruin silence." Meredith replied.
"You know, silence can be deadly." He told her with a laugh.
"One could hope." Meredith said with a nod.
"I've tried to understand you, but I can't. You have your moments. You're confident, you act like nothing could stop you. And then next thing I know, you're down lower than the floor." Derek said sadly.
"I'm hungry." Meredith said nonchalantly, ignoring his comment.
"Well, then... Let's go eat." Derek said with a smirk as they walked out, forgetting all about Mia.
"Derek... What do you think about this? Derek?" Mia said as she looked around.
Meredith and Derek grabbed a table in the back of the small cafe. Meredith didn't want to sit up front. She wanted to be in the back, where is was quiet. Where it was private.
"You know, you aren't my therapist. I don't have one. And I don't need one." Meredith said quickly. "And I really don't like you. You seem to think that you can talk to me like a friend. We are not friends. You know nothing about me. And no matter how hard you try, you will never know me. So just stop." Meredith said quickly.
"I'm not leaving." Derek said as he looked up.
"Look. Mia is a spoiled bitch. And she likes you. I'm sure you would have a good time with her. And she has money. I'm sure she would hire you. She might even pay more. So why don't you try that? Maybe then we would both be happy." Meredith said quickly.
"Mer... I am not leaving." Derek said quickly. "You can push, but I am not leaving."
"Why?" Meredith asked as she looked down at the plate of food the waitress sat in front of her.
"Because you want me to." Derek said with a grin.
"Why do you insist on being an ass?" Meredith huffed.
"You know, if you were pleasant, we would both be happy." Derek said quickly.
"Mmmm." Meredith said with a nod. "I doubt that. I could never be happy around you."
"You say that now." Derek said with a laugh.
Meredith and Derek ate the rest of their lunch in silence. Mia called about halfway through their meal. Meredith somehow convinced her to keep shopping and get her own ride home. Neither would say it, but they were both relieved.
"I need panties." Meredith said with a grin as they walked down the street. "What's the matter, Derek? You don't want to go in the women's boutique?"
"I have no problem going in there." Derek huffed as he paused at the door.
"So you don't have a problem looking at panties with me?" Meredith asked as she looked up.
"I am here to protect you. Choosing lingerie is not my job." Derek said frankly as he stood there.
"Oh... I see." She said with a giggle. "I just thought you would like to offer your opinion."
"On what will be covering your ass? I doubt that is appropriate." Derek said quickly.
"Hmm. Well, this is our last stop. Then I want to go home." She said with a sigh. "What do you think about these?" She asked as she held up a red lace demi and matching thong.
"I never was a fan of red." He said frankly.
"More of a reason to get it." She said with a smile. "I like the hipster panties occasionally. "
"That's nice." Derek said quickly.
"But I tend to rip them. I can't get them off fast enough." She said with a sigh.
"Oh God..." Derek said as he shook his head.
"What do you like?" Meredith asked.
"I don't wear women's lingerie." He said as he looked up.
"No... What do you like to see?" Meredith asked as she held a variety up.
"I'm walking away now." He said as he glanced at the door and walked away.
"I knew I could get rid of you." She said with a giggle.
Derek watched as she looked through the lingerie. He couldn't believe he was here with her. He basically know what was going to be underneath her clothes. And now that would be the only thing he would think about. Is she wearing the pink and green or the red. Either way, he would always want her out of them.
They drove in silence. This time, because of Mia's absence, Meredith got to sit in the front seat. Rather than try to drive him crazy, she was quiet. She didn't tease him. She didn't turn the radio up as loud as it could go. But she did occasionally pull out her new stash of sexy underwear. And she had to smile when she caught him looking.
Being good was oh so hard. Being good was something Meredith could only take in small doses. She had to irritate. It got her that much needed attention. Derek watched as she waved the panties back and forth.
"Are you trying to tell me something?" Derek asked with a chuckle.
"No. I just think this green thong would look great on you." She said with a smile.
"It's a little too small." Derek said, playing along. "And I like blue. Not light blue. Indigo. Dark."
"I'll have to remember that." She said with a grin. "When I go to buy you your panties..." She clarified quickly. "Not for- For you. Not me."
"I didn't think anything else." He said with a smile.
That was a lie. He liked the panties. In fact, he loved the panties. And that was a hint. He wanted to see dark blue on her. Just the tiniest bit of lace covering up her assets. And only covering her, so that he could take them off. His mind drifted to the dirty thoughts that always seemed to come when she was around.
[/iMeredith sat there with a big grin on her face. Derek could see it out of the corner of his eye. It wasn't a sweet innocent grin. It was a dirty grin. He knew what was to come. And what was to come was pure pleasure.
Derek ran his hand up he bronze leg with his free hand. He watched as the black fabric of her skirt gathered into folds as he raised it up. A smile covered his face as he glanced over at her scantily clad feminine mound.
"See something you like?" Meredith asked as she grabbed his hand.
"I do." Derek said with a smile as he let her drag his hand over her.
Meredith rested his hand right over her. He could felt the wet spot growing through her dark blue panties. His fingers worked as he rubbed her from the outside. His hand crept underneath them as she let out a faint moan. His fingers played with her clit as she bucked her hips and squealed. Every nerve in her body was tingling as she cried out.
"Oh god... Derek..." She cried as she felt herself on the edge.
Derek began stroking hard and fast as he felt her begin to tighten up.
Oh...OH..." She yelled as she flossed his hand with her hot cum. "Oh...thank you." She moaned.
"No, thank you." Derek said as he stuck his fingers in his mouth. He grinned as Meredith's head dropped to his lap. Within seconds, she freed his hard member, and placed it deep within her mouth... [/i
"Meredith..." Derek half moaned.
"Yeah?" She said as she looked over at him.
"Oh. Uh... Home, right?" He stammered as he looked over at her.
"Yeah. I think I told you that already." Meredith said quickly. "Oh my God... You're hard." She said as she looked at him with wide eyes.
"What? No." He said as he threw his hand over himself.
"You so are." She said with a giggle. "Wow... What the hell were you thinking about?"
"I wasn't. I'm not- Why were you looking?" He said in embarrassment.
"I'm a girl. I always look." She admitted. "If you need to- We can pull over."
"What?" He said as he glanced over at her.
"If you need to relieve yourself." She said as she pointed.
"I'm fine." He grumbled.
"You are just the slightest bit cute when you are embarrassed." She said with a laugh.
"I am not embarrassed. Nothing is- I'm not-" He finally gave up.
"It's okay, you know. I get horny too. You just can't tell. We with the boobs don't rise to the occasion." Meredith said quickly.
"Wow... Are you? Is this you being friendly? I thought you didn't do friendly." He said, turning the tables on her.
"I am not friendly. And you have an ugly nose." She said with a smirk.
"Oh. Really. Well, you have a big ass." He said with a nod.
"I do not!" She said as she unbuckled and half stood, trying to see. She grumbled as she sat down. "Well, you have overly moused hair."
"I- There is nothing in my hair. I don't mousse." He said as he ran his hands through it. She leaned over and sniffed it.
"Oh, there is product in there. Don't lie." She said quickly.
"Better than brittle hair." He pointed out as he glanced over.
"Well, okay, Mr. Dead tooth." She huffed.
"Okay... I do not have a dead tooth. And if I do. You have dead teeth. Several. And your boobs are lopsided." He said with a nod.
"They are not!" She shouted as she put her hands on them. "No, these babies are even. Small balls."
"Cave pussy." He shouted.
"Pencil dick." She cried out. They both huffed and looked straight ahead. "My boobs are even." She whined.
"Okay. You are perfect." He said with a sigh.
"No one is perfect. But if they were, you would be close." She teased.
"You know, we dumped your friend off. That wasn't very nice." He said frankly.
"She isn't- I don't have any friends." She said with a sigh.
"It sure seems like you do." He said frankly. "Lots."
"They use me. They aren't friends. They are backstabbers. They are rude. And I don't care. I don't want any friends." She said sadly.
"Everyone needs a friend. Mark is my best friend. Since kindergarten. I can't imagine not having him. Everyone needs a friend." He told her. "Didn't you have any friends in school?"
"I didn't go to school. I had a tutor." She said with a frown.
"You need a friend. I could be your friend." He said with a smile.
"We can not be friends." She said frankly.
"Why? Because I am not at your status?" He asked with a frown.
"No! No... Because we are not the same. We are... We're opposites." She explained.
"You know, opposites attract." He pointed out.
"Well. I don't want to be your friend. But I would be civil. If I have to. I guess. If you insist on staying around." She said begrudgingly.
"Are you calling for a truce?" He asked as he looked over.
"I may be. I guess." She said as she rolled her eyes.
"Interesting..." Derek replied. They both sat in the quiet for awhile longer. Meredith finally spoke.
"I don't know my mother." She said, out of the blue. "You asked me earlier. I don't know her."
"Oh." Derek said in shock. "Where is she?"
"I don't know. My father. He always said when I was older he would tell me." She said with a shrug. "I have no mother."
"Well, you're older. Maybe it's time to ask." He pointed out.
"You're right." She said with a nod. "He will be home today. Maybe it's time..."
"I'm your friend..." He sang out. He was shocked that she opened up to him.
"Are not." She said with a giggle.
He was right. It was time to talk to Thatcher. She wanted to know about her mom.
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Meredith walked into the busy house. That was the only time it was busy. When Thatcher was around. And that wasn't very often. Meredith quickly carried her stash of clothing up to her room. She was quickly losing her nerve. She was afraid to talk to him about it. She wasn't afraid of him. She was afraid of what he might say.
Meredith walked down the staircase as paced in front of his closed office door. Tony looked over at her in confusion, but kept on walking. That was how it was around here. Everyone wrote her off. They never took her seriously. She was the spoiled daughter. An idiot. Just looks. No feelings. That was how they all felt. She slowly turned the handle and walked in.
"Meredith." Thatcher said with a smile as she walked in.
"Hey daddy." He said as she walked around the desk and pecked him on the cheek.
"I heard you went shopping." He pointed out as she walked around the desk and sat in a chair.
"I did." Meredith said with a smile.
"Did you get everything you wanted?" He asked her as he looked down at his paperwork.
"Uh huh. How are Beijing?" She questioned as she wretched her hands.
"It was good. Productive. I needed to be there. How is the new guard, Derek?" Thatcher asked.
"He's okay." Meredith replied with a shrug.
"Just okay?" He asked as he glanced up.
"He's a guard. Overly protective. Pain in the neck. Won't let me have fun." She sighed.
"Good. That is what I like to hear." He said with a nod. "So, I have to go back to Beijing tomorrow." He told her.
"Oh." Meredith said, with a knowing nod.
"But I will be back. I'm just very busy right now." He explained.
"Where is my mother?" Meredith asked frankly out of the blue.
"What?" Thatcher said as he dropped the papers he was reading.
"I have to have a mother. Where is she? Who is she?" Meredith asked exuberantly. "You always said when I got older you would tell me. I'm older now. And I want to know."
"I guess I did tell you that..." He said sadly. "Why the sudden interest?"
"I just... Curiosity." She told him.
"Well... Your mother and I met in college. I fell in love. We were happy. Really happy. We got married, bought a house. Then things changed. She got pregnant with you. And she was so focused on her career... Your mother was driven. A force to be reckoned with. She didn't want the family life. She didn't want us. You or I. She left you with a nanny or me all of the time. No interest. She said that her career was the one that mattered. Not mine. She had an affair with a coworker, and I left. I left with you. She had no objections. She just... She wasn't the family kind." He said frankly.
"My mom... She- She didn't want me?" Meredith croaked out. Thatcher's phone rang and he picked it up.
"I have to take this. I'll see you later." He said as he waved her out.
Meredith burst into tears the minute she shut Thatcher's door. Everyone watched as she ran up the stairway. No one attempted to help her. No one asked what was teh matter. She cried loudly as she covered her face and ran. Derek glanced up in shock as she disappeared around the corner. Everyone heard her door shut.
Meredith collapsed on her bed in tears. Her mom didn't want her. All these years, and she never cared enough to look for her. She didn't care enough to wonder about her daughter. How could someone hold their child inside them for nine months and have no attachment. Her mother was a monster. So much for the fantasies.
Yeah. Thatcher is an ass. Eventually you will learn more about Meredith's mother. And Derek is having fantasies...OH MY! Review please!
