Meredith walked into her house and was relieved when she realized no one else was home. She took her jacket off and went straight to the liquor cabinet.
"Shit!" she said out loud when she noticed that we completely cleaned out.
"Great, now I'll have to out" she said while putting her jacket on. She got back into her jeep and headed off to Joe's.
Mark was sitting at a table in Joe's wallowing his pity in a glass of scotch. He couldn't believe that Addison had slept with Alex. It was over. The dream of her and him was over. He just couldn't believe it. He had wanted this so bad, and he thought she did to. What the hell did Alex have that he didn't have? He was just some punk ass intern who didn't know anything about women. Mark was the god among women. He knew what they wanted, how they wanted it, and how to make them beg for more. He took another slug of his scotch and just kept staring at the table. He was positive he and Addison were going to make it work this time, he didn't know what to do now. He finished his glass of scotch and realized he still felt the pain inside, the pain that hurt so bad he needed it to go away. He got up to head to the bar to get a refill when he saw Meredith walk in. She looked horrible, almost as horrible as he did.
"Rough night?" he asked when reaching her at the bar.
"You could say that" she said.
She sat down at the bar stool and told Joe to bring one shot glass and a bottle of tequila and quick. Mark sat down next to her and smiled.
"Looks like we're both trying to forget something tonight"
She looked at him with exhaustion, "I don't want to talk about it Mark, I just want to drink. So if you want to sit here and watch me do that, that's fine, but don't think I'm going to spill my heart out to you"
"Okay then…I'll just sit here and watch you drink yourself away as I do the same…you feel like making small talk then go right ahead"
By Meredith's fourth shot she started telling Mark everything. How she got to his place everything seemed fine and then he told her he couldn't do this anymore.
"Just like that, like it was no big deal" she said throwing her arms up in the air. "I just don't understand I thought he loved me…it's not supposed to be like this. We were supposed to live happily ever after or something like that"
"There's no such thing" Mark said. "I should know I'm in the same boat as you are with Derek only with Addison. She doesn't want me either. I thought she did. It seemed to be the only thing she talked about, and now. it's gone, all gone"
Meredith looked at him and saw the pain in his eyes. The same pain she was feeling. She felt sympathetic, neither one of them deserved this. Sure they had made some mistakes but not enough to be hurt by the people they loved and wanted the most. She touched his arm, "Maybe it's because we're the dirty mistresses and that's all we can ever be. Maybe this is just how the world works for us, we can only be happy when we're with someone who isn't fully ours"
"you don't honestly believe that do you?" he said looking at her in shock.
"Maybe" she said before downing another shot.