We got to the house and I looked over to Meredith. She was crying her eyes out. I got out and went around to open her door. She walked slowly into the house. Izzie meet us at the door.
"What happened Meredith," Izzie asked her as we walked in.
Meredith shook her head and walked into the kitchen. Izzie and I followed her. Meredith grabbed a bottle of tequila. She took the cap off and took a gulp.
"He has a wife," she said as she took another sip of the tequila.
My jaw dropped. I had a feeling that something bad would happen. I watched as Meredith took another gulp.
"The worst part was that he never told me," she said. "I think that he left New York because of her."
"It might be," Izzie said.
"Someone had been calling him lately and when I asked him he told me not to worry," Meredith said laughing slightly. "I should have worried. I should have looked through his phone."
I looked at her. "I thought something was off with Derek today."
"You did," she said looking at me.
"Ya," I said to her. "I was going to talk to you but I could never find you."
She took another gulp from the bottle. "I do not blame you," she laughed a little. "I should have seen something like this happening. He was to perfect. He was to right."
I reached out to take the bottle from her. She pulled back.
"I am going to bed," she said walking to the stairs. "I will see you guys in the morning."
I watched as she walked up the stairs. "This is bad."
"No really," Izzie said sarcastically. "Derek has a secret wife."
"Do not get mad at me," I said. "I tried to talk to her."
"Sorry," Izzie said. "It is not your fault. You did not know that this was his dirty little secret."
"I think we should go to sleep," I said. "Then in the morning we will try to help her through the day."
"How do we help her," Izzie asked me.
"Keep Derek and the wife away from her," I replied looking up the stairs.
"Good idea," Izzie said looking up the stairs with me.
"I am going to lay with her," I said. "That way we know that she will sleep."
"Makes since," Izzie said.
I went to my room and put on my pajamas, and then I went up to Meredith's room. When I opened the door I noticed her. She was in a ball in the middle of her bed crying. The bottle was sitting on the nightstand. I walked over to her and laid down. I pulled her into me.
"I am going to die alone," she mumbled.
"No you are not," I said. "You have me, Christina, Izzie, and George."
"But you guys will go off and get married," she said. "Then what will happen to me."
"You will move into my house and live with me and my family," I said.
"I like that," she said.
The next morning Meredith and me woke up.
"Thank you for last night sis," she said.
"No problem," I said. I got out of her room to allow her to get dressed.
I passed Izzie cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
"Coffee is in the pot and the French toast will be ready in a moment," Izzie said. "How is she?"
"What do you think," I asked? "The man that she loves has a secret wife."
"At least she went to sleep last night," Izzie said.
"Ya that is all she has going for her," I replied.
I went down to my room and started to get ready. Then the past came back to me. The night that I was going to get married. The night that I was ready to sign up for forever. Then I was left. Left at the alter with nothing more than a note. I found the note in my dresser and looked at it. I knew that I should have tossed it by now but it was my memory. That was something that only Meredith knew and I wanted to keep it that way. It was in my past. I looked at the note one more time, and then I put it back in the dresser. Then went up to kitchen to get something to eat. Meredith was eating slowly.
"How is your head," I asked her.
"Not bad," she replied.
"You guys ready to go," Izzie asked as she bounded down the stairs.
"Ya," I said standing up. "Lets go. I have a brain surgeon to hit."
'Please don't," Meredith said coming up beside me. "I will handle it."
"Fine," I said. "But if you can not handle it then my fist will."
We got into the car and drove to the hospital. This day was going to be long. I would have to restrain myself from punching the brain surgeon. I would have to stay away from the wife. Today is going to be long.