Chapter 27: Operation Manwhore Bet (Part 1)

Meredith's Point-of-View

"Okay, so we are definitely going to do the jealousy thing. Who with?" Lexie asked, as she stuffed her mouth full of popcorn. We were sitting on my bed in our pajamas, watching teen chick flicks and getting an idea of how to drive our two manwhores crazy with want while making them wonder if we were just…crazy. Either way, they were going to be sorry they messed with the Grey sisters.

"Hmmm…that Mercy Wester is cute." I replied.

"Eww…the one that looks like Frankenstein?" Lexie asked, her face screwed up in a disgusted grimace.

"Um…no. The one with the eyes."

"The one that tackled that patient?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Hey! I wanted him!" She protested.

"Nope, ya snooze, ya lose." I told her, blowing her a kiss.

"Bitch." She muttered.

"Well what about that Gynie fellow? Alex?" I asked her. "He was making eyes at you last week."

"That was a glare and I don't know. He sleeps with anyone that moves." She complained.

"Great! Just our type." I said wryly, before we both burst into laughter.

"What is so funny in here?"

I looked up to find Amber standing in the doorway. I scooted over to give her some room.

"We are just strategizing." I told her vaguely.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain bet, would it?" She asked.

"You knew about the bet?" I asked her, not sure if I was mad or not.

"How do you think she found out about it?" Amber asked, pointing to Lexie.

"You didn't tell me that." I said, throwing popcorn at her.

"What does it matter? At least I told you." Lexie defended, picking kernels out of her hair.

"Why is your brother and his friend so damn stupid?" I asked.

"I have no idea; it doesn't run in the family as I am independently brilliant." She said seriously, before laughing.

"What are the terms?" I asked.

"Well if Derek has intercourse with you within thirty days of the bet, he gets ten thousand from Mark. So, Derek thought he would set up a counter bet. If Mark sleeps with a girl of Derek's choice in the same set time, Derek pays him. Derek just so happened to pick Lexie."

"That makes no sense."

"How so?" Amber asked.

"Well, if they both sleep with us before the thirty days are up, they will break even. They might as well keep their money." I explained.

Amber thought for a moment.

"I definitely got all the brains." She concluded.

We all burst into fits of giggles.

"Do you mind if I offer my two sense?" Amber asked, with a wicked grin.

"By all means." I told her.

"Okay Derek is weary of woman who have mood swings, hot one minute and cold the next. He had a bad experience with a woman named Lorena once…said he thought she was going to cut his pecker off with a Ginsu and throw it into the woods. Turns out she just liked it rough. He also hates clutter. Hates it. He is slightly OCD about it. So I think you should sneak over to his house and cook for him and make a huge mess and let him come home and find it. Of course, you will act like it isn't a big deal."

"I don't cook…as in, I can't." I told her.

"Even more perfect to make him choke down your burnt food. Oh, and he hates a woman who picks at her food."

"What about Mark?" Lexie asked.

"He is a hard one. He doesn't mind messes and he can't cook either. Mark is more scared of feelings. He doesn't like to feel anything but lust for big breasted woman…" Lexie looked doubtfully down at her chest. "…and contempt for lower residents and some affection for me and my family."

"So, basically I am screwed." Lexie said.

"Interesting choice of words Sis." I teased.

"No, not at all. Mark is already scared of you. You make him feel things and want things just like Meredith does to Derek. They are just little boys in grown men's bodies." Amber explained.

"Well we already have a plan to make them jealous." I told Amber.

Amber raised an eyebrow.

"What? Is that not a good idea?" I asked.

"No it's not that. Derek, and Mark, have never felt that emotion before, so it might get…violent and won't bode well for the other men." Amber warned us.

I shrugged.

"We don't really like the men in question anyway." I told her.

"Who are they?"

"Avery and Karev." I told her.

Amber's eyes widened.

"How is it that you two picked the two men that Derek and Mark hate the most?" She asked.

"Why?"

"Mark hates Karev with a passion of a thousand fiery suns. Has ever since Karev went to Gynie and Peds. He was in plastics until he went 'soft'."

"Well, what has Avery done? He just got here a few months ago." I asked.

"Oh, he decided to try to compete with Derek with women. If Derek started flirting with one, Avery would fuck her first. Pissed Derek off."

"Why? He doesn't care about the nameless whores he is screwing." I spat.

"No, he doesn't but it messed up his game."

"Whatever, your brother is a twat fucker." I said, steaming about Derek's sexual prowess with the Whores of Whoville.

"Um…yeah…" She said.

I stopped and thought about what I had said and then started laughing.

"You know what I mean."

"So, now what?" Lexie asked.

"Now, Operation Manwhore Bet commences tomorrow." I said.

Derek's Point-of-View

"Ooh great! Coffee." Mark reached for one of the two steaming beverages in my hands. I held it away from him.

"That is not for you." I told him.

He looked offended.

"Well, who is it for?" He asked.

"Meredith."

"Man, let me get this straight. You are waiting, like a loser, outside the elevator, like a loser, with two coffees in your hands, like a loser?" Mark asked.

"Shut up." I muttered.

"You got it bad." He taunted.

"At least I am doing something. You run like a scaredy cat bitch every time you see Lexie."

"I do not…maybe…okay I totally do. She scares the shit out of me." Mark admitted.

"I know. I feel the same exact way about Meredith." I told him, feeling all kinds of sympathetic.

Mark shook himself out of his reverie and stood up straight.

"We have to man up. Show those women who's boss." He said.

I felt a moment of unease, several if I admitted it to myself.

"What if we just forget the bet?" I asked Mark.

"No."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because I want to see your face when you lose again, loser." He smirked.

"You're on." I growled.

The elevator dinged and our girls got off…

With two men.

Two men Mark and I hated.

Two men I would kill before they touched my Meredith.

What the fuck!

THAT ASSHAT JUST TOUCHED MY MEREDITH! JACKSON AVERY WAS GOING DOWN!

I saw red, I got that expression in that very moment. I saw a brilliant shade of ruby red, in a haze that allowed me to see AVERY TOUCHING MY WOMAN!

I heard Mark hiss besides me as Alex chuckled at something Lexie said.

I moved under my own violation until I was next to Meredith who was focusing intently on what Avery was saying. He caught my eye and smirked.

October 10, 2009...I was going to commit voluntary manslaughter. I hated it. Stripes were not a good look for me.

"That sounds good. I get off at seven. We can meet at Joe's?" I heard Meredith ask.

She was going on a date with him.

"Sounds great." He said, smoothly, shooting me a look that said, 'She's going to fuck me tonight'.

To which I responded with a look that said, 'Not if my foot is up your ass'.

Alex moved on too, as did Lexie.

"So you are going to Joe's tonight, with him?" I asked, trying to make my voice casual.

She turned and looked at me in surprise.

"Oh hey…yeah, they asked, and I don't know that many people and he seems nice." She said.

She started to walk off.

"Wait!" I shouted.

She shot me a look telling me to shut the hell up.

"I got you a coffee." I told her, offering it to her.

She looked at it with disdain.

"Is it a low-fat caramel latte with no foam?" She asked.

"No…" She drank black coffee that night at the diner, right?

"Then I don't want it. I have to watch my figure." She said.

I looked at her incredulously. Was she kidding? She weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. Besides both times we went out, she out ate me.

"Okay…why don't we meet up and go eat? Big chunks of carbs in a basket and some beers? Your friends can go to Joe's and we can be alone, together." I suggested, moving closer to her.

"Why would I want to do that? I just moved here; I need to make some friends. I am going to Joe's." She told me definitively.

"Okay, well I'll come…keep you company." I told her. Keep smiling, just keep smiling.

"Whatever." She said breezily as she walked away.

I watched her go clutching both cups of coffee.

Mark walked up to me.

"Now can I have that coffee?" He asked.

I wordlessly handed it to him.

"Are we feeling homicidal?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go torture us two certain male doctors." He suggested.

"Yes, let's" I growled.

If I was going to have a bad day, so were the assholes who were causing it.