So i probably shouldnt start another fic but what can you do. this is AU merder and other characters. hope you enjoy
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The slap stung his face hard but he stood his ground and didnt flinch as HE pulled back for another swing.
It stung more the fifth time around but he had become accustomed to the bruises, cuts, and broken limbs. His body and mind became disconected on the nights when He was drinking more heavily than usual and turned into a raging monster that was far from the peaceful man he posed as for the rest of the world.
"Damnit boy!" He shouted again before kicking out one last time and turning on his heel and disapearing around the corner of the house for another beer most likely.
Derek pushed himself up from the ground where he had fallen and headed to his only refuge-Mark's.
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A soft laugh filled the calm summer air as Derek chased his father through the house in an attempt to tackle him. His mother and sisters watched and gigled as they raced after one another.
"HA! I got you dad!" He shouted before latching onto his fathers leg and holding tight as he dragged him across the flor.
"Sure did." His dad replied before lifting him to the couch and started to tickle him playfully.
Derek thought back to one of the happier memories as he trudged along the muddy road to his best friends house. He didnt remember what had started the drinking but he knew it had something to do with a younger woman named Fawn and a fight between his parents when he was about eight.
The memory of the night had seemed to have blocked its self and refused to open up without the key. Not that he really wanted to know but the knawing curiosity deepened with every beating. His mother and sisters had left years ago but HE refused to let Derek leave. Apparently "If that little hoar wants to leave thats her choice but you are MY son and you will suffer for her mistakes." or so his father told him.
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He rapped the window to Mark's room for the third time and again there was no answer. Mark was his stronghold where would he turn to next? He slowly climbed down the tree and onto the ground before tuning himself to the only other remaining option he knew...Meredith. Her mother was almost always working and her father was non-existant.
His feet hit the pavement in a steady tapping rythm as he slowly made his way there taking care not to pass by the houses of his fathers fellow doctors.
Her house was not far from Marks but it was not light by street lamps the entire way and the road we surrounded by a dense wood. The rustling leave and creaking branches of the trees made an odd sort of music for him as he jumped the gate surrounding the Grey residence and made his way to the front door of the huge house.
He knocked on the door and waited for several minuted before hearing the door unlatch and slowly creak open to a groggy Meredith who's eyes were filled with a thick fog of sleep. He Drank in the sight of her as he always did when he saw her, berore she noticed the large bruise on his left cheek.
She slowly raised her hand to his face and opened her mouth to ask what happened but was cut off.
"It's ok. Can I...Do you think?...Can i crash here tonight?" He asked rather hesitantly.
"Sure, come in." She replied before stepping aside and allowing him through the door and then shutting the cold night behind the door.
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"Derek, what happened to you?" she asked franticly as he shuffled to the kitchen.
"It's alright Mere. i just need a place to crash for the night." He answered slowly.
She stared at him icredulously before shouting, " IM NOT AN IDIOT DEREK!!!! You, are not alright! Your face looks like mince meat and you dont have a place to spend the night! you dont think i would see that your NOT alright?"
He turned to face her and ran his hand through the thick curls atop his head before answering,"I can't tell you Mere. I just can't tell you."
"Why the hell not!" she spat back in his face.
"Just trust me okay. I will tell you soon but i dont think i can just yet."
His mine soon wandered back to his younger days.
His sisters danced in the puddle as th rain crashed down around them while he and mark picked at the worms pocking their head out of the ground during a hard rain. His mother and father emerged from the house laughing and smiling as we played with an innocence that only children possesed.
"Hey Nancy look here!" Mark shouted while holding up a Large earthworm.
"Eeew!!! Mark, what is that?" She squeeled.
"I can't tell you it's a secret!"
"Is it a snake?"
"I told you it's a secret!"
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He rolled himself over on the small bed, his eyes flickering open and then shut rapidly. He couldnt sleep, there was something that kept edging it's way to the front of his mind but constantly disappeared when he tried to pull it into focus.
His flat and toned stomach ached from where He had kicked and hit him repeatedly, his lips felt very swolen and tasted faintly of blood.
Derek rose from the couch to scavenge for sleeping or at least a bottle of Ibeprophen. As he reached the hallway leading towards the bedrooms, he decided to instead make a slight detour.
The door to Her room pushed open quietly and he strode to he front of her bed.
Her hair lay spread out along the pillow in resemblance to a golden-brown halo. Her mouth curved upwards at the corners and he found himself grinning broadly at her slight and angel-like features. He watched the rise and fall of her chest for several minutes before pulling the covers over the curve of her shoulders and leaving just as quietly as he had come.
He wandered back down the hall and found sleeping pills in the first floor bathroom. He placed two on his tounge, swallowed, and placed the bottle back in the cupboard.
As he returned to his couch he glanced along the walls and noticed not even one single picture. He remembered back when his mother and sisters still lived with him and couldnt remember a time when the Wasn't a picture on the wall.
He thought slowly to himself, "maybe all doctors are rude unkind bastards."
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He woke up to the sun streaming through the tall glass windows and the smell of leftover pizza wafting through the air.
He pushed himself up from the couch and wandered to the kitchen where Meredith sat conently sipping at coffee and munching cold pizza.
"Morning." he said drowsily before pouring himself a glass and sitting on a stool next to her.
"Morning." she answered him without pulling her eyes away from her the paper.
"Umm...Thanks...for, letting me crash here and all.
he said uncertainly.
"It's fine Derek." she answered with a little bite in her voice.
"Is something wrong?" he questioned seriously.
"I wouldn know..."
"Mere...i cant tell you. i wish...but it's just...and you are just..."
"Just what Derek? one of your best friends that has a right to know when you are close to living on the streets?"
"Yes...No...Meredith its not that simple."
"I'll see you at school Derek." she said curtly before turning and walking stifly to her room, leaving him to let himself out.
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