Chapter 8: The Inevitable
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After she got the ultrasound, Addison went straight to Richard's office. It was now or never to tell people, now that her inevitable divorce is now up. Her fingers were intwined with Mark's, giving her more comfort than she had if she was doing this alone. She let go of his hand as she was crossing the bridge to get to the office.
"You don't want to hold my hand?" Mark asked. He felt odd asking this question because he's never really held a girl's hand.
"I'm still married. And people call me Satan. I don't want people calling me a whore," she replied back.
"Well, if people start calling you a whore, I'll kick their ass," he said, grinning that grin again. She laughed. They had reached the door of the office. Addison grabbed Mark's hand and squeezed it. He gave back the squeeze and she let go. It took a while before she opened the door and sat down in one of the chairs.
"Addie!" Richard exclaimed. He had countless papers and had his reading glasses on. "What brings you to my office?" He looked at Mark and asked, "What's he doing here?"
"Richard, I need to tell you something." She took a deep breath and continued. "And you can tell everyone else after I tell you." She looked at Mark, who was sitting next to her in the chair. "I'm... not going to be able to be here for a few months because... I am pregnant." She said the last words slowly. Richard's eyebrows shot up and he quickly stood up and went towards Addison.
"Congratulations, Addie!" he said, bending over to hug her, smiling a huge smile. She hugged back. She had one more thing to say but she didn't want to say it.
"Andi'mgettingadivorce," she said in one breath. Richard stepped back.
"What?"
"I'm," her throat was dry and it hurt when she said, "Getting a divorce." Her eyes were shiny and they both knew what was going to happen. Mark held her as her body convulsed from the sobs. She didn't want to cry. But she couldn't stop. All those tears of hatred and sadness all washed out. He rubbed her back and whispered words that made her feel better. It's okay Addie, He's stupid, and finally the one thing that she wanted him to say. I love you.
He had said it before, a few times in New York. She couldn't really put her words on how it made her feel. Joyful, loved. Those words can't match up to how she feels right in that moment. He said it again.
The marriage she thought was perfect in the beginning has now crumbled. But she has now seen the light. Even though Mark is a womanizer, a player, a... man-whore, she had fallen in love with him. He was different around her and his kindness and gentleness made her fall more and more. But it was always inevitable that he would cheat on her. That's why she just up and walked out when she saw him in bed with another girl, just like Derek had. But something else was inevitable. He was her best friend, her confidant, the person who would make her feel better at night as Derek was in and out of surgery after surgery. The person who was there after Derek left. All the countless things Mark did for her.
It was inevitable that she would fall out of love with him.
She felt Richard's hand on her shoulder. She looked up and saw that he was holding out a box of tissues. She took two and said, "I'm fine, now. I'm totally fine now." She looked at Mark, who looked as if he saw a ghost. His color came back and he mirrored the smile that was forming on Addison's lips.
"Are you sure?" he asked. She nodded and wiped her eyes. They got up, she thanked Richard, and went to go to the parking lot. She stopped when she saw Derek on the bridge talking to Meredith.
"Isn't that the girl I hit on while I was here?" Mark asked. "She looks young."
"You hit on an intern, you know that?" Addison asked him. His eyebrows shot up.
"Do you want to go another way?" he asked.
"No." She didn't want to. But she didn't want to run. She hesitantly started walking, her confidence growing with each step. Mark followed behind her. Derek saw Addison as she swept past him, his eye catching Mark. He tried his best to not get pissed off when he saw Mark but that failed. Derek found himself where he was a couple months ago, shaking his hand out from the pain, a bruise forming on his knuckles, and Mark, bleeding on the floor again. This time, it was Meredith who gave him an ice pack and Addison rushing over to help Mark.
We can never stop the inevitable, even if we try our best to make sure it doesn't happen.
I feel like Meredith. (laughs) Review please!
