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"How long?" Derek asked slowly. "How long have you known?"
"That you had a wife? For a while."
Derek had a look of disbelief. "And you never said anything?" he demanded.
Meredith's mouth fell open in anger. "I should be angry at you! You're the one who lied to me!"
Derek looked away as if trying to figure out how to handle the situation. "So I guess you're going to break up with me now?"
Meredith shook her head. "No."
A look of surprise hit Derek's face. "But why?"
"Becase I love you!" Meredith cried.
What hurt the most was not that he lied or the fact that she was having this fight all over again with him. It was that he didn't say it back. Instead he said, "How did you find out?"
What could she possibly say to answer this question? "You won't believe me," Meredith whispered sadly.
"Try me," Derek shot back.
Meredith blinked once and then she lost control of the anger that was flowing through her veins. "I wasn't drunk that morning," Meredith said. "It takes more alcolhol than I had that night to cause me to carry on being drunk that long."
Derek had such a look of confusion on his face that it made Meredith's stomach turn. "What are you talking about?" he questioned.
"That morning, after I slept with you... that happened over five years ago." Derek backed up and shook his head in pure disbelief as if she was crazy. "Currently, we are married... well sort of. We signed our vowls on a post-it note. And we are trying to have a baby. And George is dead. And so is the man that we picked up off the floor in the restaurant tonight. Addison is long gone and lives in Los Angeles. And the first time I found out about her, I was not this cool about it. In fact, we broke up and you went back to your wife and we shared a dog and you called me a whore and then we cheated together in an on-call room. I found out about Addison because she came here and walked up to us. You chose her over me after I finally forgave you."
Derek rolled in his eyes and shook his head again. "I'm sorry Meredith about Addison. I trully am. But no woman is worth this type of crazy."
Those words cut straight through her. "Derek," Meredith choked out, finally letting the tears fall.
Derek backed up some more and Meredith squeaked in shock of what she had just allowed to happen. "Der..."
"Have a nice life Meredith," he sighed and ran to his car to drive away.
"No please!" Meredith cried, chasing after the car as the lights flickered on in er face and the car began to pull out.
Meredith stepped in front of it and closed her eyes, hoping that it would kill her, hoping that it would send her back, only to have the crap scare dout of her by a loud horn honking in her ears.
Meredith shrieked and hoppe dout of the way.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Derek demanded.
"I know Mark!" Meredith cried. "There's proof! Mark is your best friend!"
"Stalker!" Derek growled through the window.
Meredith gasped and through her hand over her mouth. She stumbled backwards, slamming into a car and setting the alarm off.
Derek drove away without looking back.
"No!" Meredith shrieked. "Derek please!"
He couldn't hear her anymore, but she kept on screaming and choking on her sobs. "I'm sorry! I changed my mind! I want to go back! Please let me go back! Somebody! Whoever did this to me! Please!"
She let out an agrivated cry and stomped back towards the hospital, letting the breeze dry her tears. "This is a dream," she whispered. "This is all a dream. I wonder..."
She closed her eyes and slammed her heels together. "There's no place like home!" she cried. "There's no place like home! There's... n-no... There's no place like home!"
Meredith's eyes flew open, only to reveal that she was still in teh dark night. She hadn't really ahd much hope for that to work, but it was worth a shot.
"I appreciate what I had! Okay? I had Derek!"
"Meredith?" a confused voice said from behind her.
Meredith spun around. "Cristina!"
"Were you talking to yourself?"
"Shouldn't you be in surgery with Denny?" Meredith asked. "SHouldn't you be saving him?"
Cristina's eyes softened. "Meredith... I... he... he um... um..." She shook her head. "We did everything we could-
"No."
"He wants you to know that you have to figure out the way out of it."
"Oh no," Meredith whispered, shaking her head. "No! That's not how it was supposed to happen! He was supposed to live! He wasn't supposed to die yet, not until Izzie cut his LVAD wires! That's not how it happened!"
Cristina stepped towards Meredith. "Maybe you should lie down," Cristina suggested. "I think you may be halucinating or something."
"No!" Meredith growled. "You're not her! You're nto Cristina! Not my Crisitna."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"My Cristina would have been more conserned! My Cristina was my best friend. My Cristina would have cared! And I knwo that you sence something! I saw the look in your eyes. You know me. You know me!"
"Meredith... I'll get Bailey. I think you are having a panic attack...
"No!" Meredith screamed and took off running down the street towards the restaurant where she left her car. Within twenty minutes, she was there and inside her car. The rest happened in a blurr. One minute, she was staring her car. The next, she was home in her driveway and taking the keys out of her car.
The house was silent when she walked inside, but she didn't bother to add to it. She stomped through the house, acting drunk off of her depression as she walked towards the kitchen. She knocked things out of the way and let glass fall to the floor and shatter.
Maybe I can snap myself out of it. Maybe if I die...
Meredith walke dinto the kitchen and retreieved a knife from the cabinet where she remembered she used to keep them.
"Please work," Meredith whispered, staring at the shiny metal and then pressed it to her wrist.
A drop of blood dripped down and hit the floor.
This has to work.
A/N: Don't kill me! I know you want to know what happens next so you must review. That was a fast update, huh? I wasn't planning on updating tonight, but once I started writing, I couldn't stop. OMG, now i'm excited. I got this story moving again.
Do you love drama?
And as for Denny... I gave just enough of him for it not to get annoying I think.
I am interested in what you guys think or want to happen next. Tell me in a review if you want.
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