Chapter Nine: What An Ass

Chapter Nine: What An Ass!

"I can't believe you didn't tell me, seriously Meredith I am your person" Cristina ranted at Meredith as they sat at Joe's.

"Cristina, I was going to tell you, I really was, but how do you say by the way I'm married to a hot shot plastic surgeon who just so happens to be a cheating whore" Meredith replied slightly annoyed.

"Okay I get it, he hurt you but you could have been honest" Cristina responded more understanding this time.

"I know and I'm sorry, now can we just be done with the mysterious husband showing up conversation" Meredith asked tired of all the questions surrounding her complicated marriage.

"He is hot though" Cristina continued causing Meredith to giggle.

"Yeah he is. Even when we first met he was just as cocky and arrogant" Meredith sighed remembering the first time she had laid eyes on Mark Sloan.

"3 beers" a sweet voice asked the bartender, looking up her eyes connected with a pair of grey eyes belonging to a man who was older than herself.

"Are you even old enough to be in here?" the strange man asked following her back to where her friends were waiting by the pool table.

"Of course I am" she snapped at him. "Are you?" she asked kicking herself; clearly he was old enough to be there.

After a few drinks he had convinced her to dance with him, grinding together on the dance floor, Meredith made her confession.

"Do you wanna know a secret?" she whispered sexily into his ear.

"Sure" he replied, noticing her body shiver at his breath on her neck.

"I'm not really old enough to be here" she said giggling.

"How old are you?" he asked curious.

"I'm 18" she said giggling again from the amount of alcohol she had consumed.

"Your old enough then" Mark replied leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her lips, she wrapped her small arms up around his neck and deepened the kiss, not caring that there was a considerable age gap between them.

Meredith snapped from her thoughts by Cristina calling her name. "Huh what?" she asked.

"Where were you? I've been trying to your attention for ages" Cristina asked concerned.

"I was just remembering the first night I met Mark" Meredith admitted blushing slightly.

"So if you have been married 4 years you got married just before med school" Cristina clarified.

"Yeah, the summer after college, we went on a trip to Europe then I transferred from Dartmouth to Columbia for medical school so I could be closer to him" Meredith replied.

"Wait you were in Boston while he was in New York" Cristina asked surprised.

Meredith just simply nodded. "It was hard work" she admitted.

"You were with him for 4 years before you got married?" Cristina kept asking, she wanted to know the lot. And since they were on the topic Meredith didn't care, she would rather get it all out now.

"Nope about 2 and a half" Meredith replied.

"Wait you said you were 18 when you first met him" Cristina asked confused by what Meredith meant.

"Mark was only in Boston for the week, catching up with some friends. I ran into him while I was in New York for a seminar thing with my mother about 18 months later. We spent a few days together and it went from there" Meredith explained the best she could.

"So he lived in New York and you lived in Boston. Why didn't you just transfer straight away?"

"My mother didn't approve, she thought if she kept the distance between us then it wouldn't last. She almost died the day I told her we were engaged" Meredith smiled still remembering the look on Ellis' face.

"Well that's a real fairytale you have there Mer" Cristina said sarcastically. "So then just after 4 years he decides that sleeping with your best friend would be a great idea" Cristina asked trying to understand why he would cheat on Meredith.

"I guess so" Meredith replied sadly not ready to share the whole story just yet.

"What an ass" Cristina exclaimed.

"Yeah what an ass" Meredith echoed, looking toward the door as she heard the familiar jingle of the door into Joe's. She was shocked as she saw the familiar figure of her husband walk through the door.

"Meredith" he said approaching her.

"Oh speaking of ass" Cristina snapped at him. "What do you want?" she spat at him.

"I would like to speak to my wife" he snapped at Cristina not caring that he had no idea who she was.

"Mark, what do you want? I told you I have nothing to say to you" Meredith spoke softly.

"Come on Mer, just let me explain we can work this out" he begged. Usually Mark Sloan never begged but he was desperate this time.

"Fine, come by my house later, around 8 but I'm not promising you anything Mark" she said firmly as she scribbled her address on the back of a coaster then got up and left Cristina following closely behind her.