"Can't a father visit his own daughter?" he asked, arms stretched.
"Not when she has a restraining order against him."
"Can I at least come in? It's freezing out here."
Izzie stared at the man who she despised so much. "Go away." she said trying to remain calm but inside she was screaming.
"Cricket, it's me." he pleaded.
"Don't you dare call me that. Just go away and leave me alone."
"I miss you sweetheart."
"GO!" she screamed, her arm outstretched pointing to his car.
"I don't have anywhere to go."
"Find somewhere!" she yelled again "Just go before I call the police." Izzie sighed. They both heard footsteps on the stairs and turned to see Derek who'd heard Izzie yelling.
"What's going on? Izzie are you all right?" Derek asked, brow furrowed in concern. "Who are you?" Derek asked noticing Izzie's father.
"He was just leaving." Izzie said staring at her father.
"Is he giving you any trouble, Izzie?" Derek asked her.
"Just go." Izzie quietly pleaded to her father. He let out a sigh of resignation and walked away. Izzie quickly shut the door and locked before she slid down it, pulling her knees to her shoulders. She started to quietly sob.
"Izzie, it's okay. Do want me to get Mer?" Derek asked feeling uncomfortable in the situation, not knowing Izzie enough to hug her. She nodded still sobbing.
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Meredith and Izzie sat at the kitchen table while George made them coffee and Derek sat on the counter. "So, your dad." Meredith said trying to make conversation.
"Yeah." Izzie stared into her cup of coffee, hands tightly wrapped around it.
"How long has it been since you've seen him?" asked Mer.
"Sixteen years."
"Do you...I...um" Meredith wasn't sure what to say in a situation like this. In fact she didn't even know what the situation was.
"Listen, don't worry about me okay? I'm sorry for waking you guys up, just go back to bed. Everything will be fine, really."
"Izzie, it's okay, you can tell us anything." George said refilling her cup.
"No I can't." She said heading to her room taking the coffee with her.
What'd you think. A bit weak? Sorry if it was I'm still in a bit of a rut. I hope I'll get out of it soon.
