Thanks for the reviews; my first story didn't have any… I know somebody asked me if Meredith is popular and if Lexie is her real sister. Meredith is popular as the really drunk chick at the party and Lexie is only her half sister. Thatcher has Meredith's custody since her mother is always busy. Susan is still alive and Molly doesn't exist; Cristina is bookworm and April is a dork. Mark and Derek are the cool kids and Alex and Jackson are their servants.
I'll figure something for the other characters.
"Do you have any idea what you're doing? What if you got pregnant, what would you do? That's it; I'm making sure you I'll never see him again; I'm sending you to your mother"
"Daddy you don't understand what I'm feeling. I have friends were and a life; and what do you do: you take them away from me just because you don't like my boyfriend."
"I'm not having this conversation, start packing up your things. You'll be in Boston this Weekend."
"Do you know how it feels, when I'm in his arms? I feel safe, not like when you send me to mom when you're upset at something. Let's face it, you're a coward!"
Thatcher slaps her right in the face. As Meredith's veins start to come to the surface her hands stay clasped behind her back. Angst flows from her whole body, leaving her with cold chills, her eyes get field with tears and she eventually starts crying.
"Did you know that he always tries to control how many drinks I have at a party, and when I have a little bit too much he holds my hair while I vomit. He offers me his jacket when I'm cold even if the only thing his wearing under it it's a t-shirt. When I'm with a really bad hangover he just kisses the top off my head and says "I love you" like he does every single day. He's a freaking superhero! Is he still not good enough for you? "
"You don't see. You don't know how the rest of the world sees you with your makeup and black clothes from heads to toes. He's tricking you into sleeping with him!"
"I was the one who had that idea; he wanted to save himself for marriage. He tried to talk me out of it but I talked him into to it, perfectly aware of what I was getting into. Does that make me a whore daddy? So be it, I don't care what you think, because I know how much he loves me and believe me: it's more than you!"
Thatcher walks out of her room without saying a word. He just calls her mom. The true hurts when you hear it from somebody else and Meredith couldn't be more correct: he didn't loved her that much as she described Derek's love for her.
Meanwhile Meredith calls Cristina at four in the morning without hesitating.
"It's four in the morning this better be worth it, there is a science test tomorrow and I would like to sleep."
"My dad is sending me back to my mom; he caught me and Derek and wants to make sure that I will never see him again. I don't want to think the last time I saw him was him picking his clothes up and looking to my window from his mother's car as they drived away. His eyes trough the glass broke me and I fell apart. That's it: I'm a sobbing mess I had to confront my dad and that… that… those words were all I wanted to say since I was five and still they managed to break me from the inside. He slapped me I screamed at him and now… I… I…"
"Don't, don't try to speak just your wining is already making me want to spill gasoline and a match in my pajamas. Calm down adults are stupid… they say they understand you but they don't. When they were our age their school bus didn't have a floor and Fred Flintstone was their driver. And they still have the guts to judge us because of our bulimia and obsession with vomit; the fact of us not eating dinosaurs and dead animals doesn't makes us aliens… and then they go all "What kind of clothes are those, don't you know what a belt is?" I tell you what it's called homo ergaster… "
Meredith let a really small laugh from the other side of the phone. In that moment that was all she needed: a true friend happy to put up with her crap in the middle of the night. She could be losing Derek but she knew that Cristina would always be there for her, they would be the two crazy and chatty old ladies at the nursing home saying "When I was young this used to be all orange trees". That's what true friends really are for and in that moment she had a ton of them even she has only called one of them.
HOPE YOU LIKE IT! :)
I plan to write more of these along the weekend. In Portugal it's eight hours later than the standard time in the United States so, if I write anything at 10:00AM it will be in the States by two in the afternoon.
Please write all the questions you would like and I will more than happy to respond back to you. I want to write a lot more chapters to this FanFic and I will write in every chance I get. I have Carnaval Holidays coming up so in a few days I'll be at home for 5 days and I'll have lots of free time.