A/N: I clearly forgot to tell you the timeline of the fic... It starts from 'Where the Boys Are'... Derek never showed up at Joe's so Meredith gave in to Mark. By the way, thanks for all the reviews! I'm gonna try to upload chapter 2 of this fic before Xmas. Cos' I'm planning on updating ALL my GA fics on Xmas as a holiday present for you guys. -grins- So you'd better watch out...!
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Chapter 1
When we were young, our parents would tell us to always choose wisely. Because according to them, our mistakes could never be wiped away… One mistake could change your life forever… If only we took the time to even listen…
"You need to talk to me when we're in the hospital," Mark pulled her inside a supply closet and shut the door. He looked at her sternly as his jaw twitched from his obvious disappointment.
"What the hell do we need to talk about?" she retaliated.
"We are trying to work something out here, Meredith," he told her. "We started something and we need to…"
"We need to what?" she looked at him, challenging him. "Finish it?"
"I never said finish it," he spoke quietly now, his stern gaze falling to a more sullen one.
"Then what were you going to say?"
"I was going to say we started something here and we need to make it known to other people. That's why you need to talk to me!"
"Since when did we agree on making it known to other people?"
"Since I said so."
Meredith glared at him. "I didn't get myself into this relationship just to be dictated by you."
"And I didn't get into this relationship just to be used by you to fill your need for Derek!"
"And I didn't get into this just to fill your need for Addison!" she spat back.
"Whoever said anything about Addison, Meredith?"
"We both know you love her just like I love him. Isn't that the sole reason we are even doing what we are doing?"
"I never said I love her as much as you love Derek," he shook his head with a small smile plastered in his face. "And whoever said all those times I told her I love her meant anything at all?"
"You are such an ass!"
"I am a user, Meredith, just like you are, that's why we're stuck together. We were meant to be together!"
"I want out, Mark! An ass like you doesn't even deserve a make-up relationship like this!" Meredith would have spit on him if she knew how to do such a disgraceful act.
"Ass!" Meredith seethed.
"Who's an ass, Dr. Grey?"
"No one, Dr. Montgomery," Meredith mumbled as she continued to walk down the hall. She turned the corner towards chief's office. She knocked twice before stepping inside.
"Dr. Grey," Richard Webber greeted her and asked her to take a seat.
"Dr. Webber," Meredith took the seat across his desk. "Have you gone over my request?"
"Meredith, before I place my signature on this paper, I want you to tell me straight in the face that you are determined to do this," Dr. Webber held the said paper in his hand as he anticipated Meredith's answer.
Meredith took a deep breath and nodded curtly. "This is for the best, Dr. Webber. Mom's been accepted to that program you and Dr. Shepherd has tried to get her into and I think I need to get away from Seattle. Get away from everything. I need to walk away for my own good."
"Seems like you're determined," Dr. Webber noted.
"I really am, Dr. Webber," Meredith nodded. "Gotta be with moving forward."
"And moving forward for you means moving to New York?"
"Yes, New York's my future."
"Well then, it's your choice to make. I just hope once your fellowship comes, you wouldn't hesitate to give SGH a call," Dr. Webber quickly signed his name on her request for transfer paper.
"Thank you, Dr. Webber," Meredith stood up and smiled before leaving the room to go back to her job for one of the few last times.
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"She's packing," George whispered to Izzie. "Why the hell is she packing, Izzie?"
"Meredith!" Izzie entered Meredith's bedroom, pulling George in with him. "George wants to know why you're packing."
"I'm moving," Meredith announced to them as she placed her clothes inside her bag.
"What?"
"I'm moving to New York, never coming back, never coming back to this old rotten place," Meredith spoke with disgust.
"What do you mean you're moving to New York?"
"What about your job!?"
"My transfer's already fixed," Meredith told them. "Regarding the house, you guys could continue living here if you want. Just continue on paying the rent…"
"Mer…"
"Gotta be with moving forward, guys, moving forward…"
Our parents warned us about making our decisions and making mistakes… But what they never got around to telling us was that there was a way to get rid of mistakes… Running away and never looking back... That is… Until they catch up and bite us in the asses…
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So Meredith's running away to New York... You might all be groaning right now, thinking how this is a MerMark fic when Mark is nothing but a jerk (I really meant to do that, by the way, I need Mark to be a cold-hearted ass in this one) and Mer's moving away...!? But as we all know... Mark's from New York... He's a New Yorker... and New York's calling to him... The question is...
What will make him go back? (the next few chapters will answer this... so stick around!)
By the way... This is the first time I tried the 'VO' thing /words of wisdom at the start and at the end of a chapter... Is it okay? I don't think I'm gonna do it all through out the fic cos' it might be the cause of my delayed updates due to my incapability of writing a decent one... ha-ha. AND mostly... I've got no wisdom to spare... cos' I got both my wisdom tooth extracted... -hahaha!-