Meredith turned slowly and sat down on the first row of steps. She threw her head down into her hands and began to cry. The tears flowed slowly at first but the more she cried the heavier they came. What's wrong with me? How can I be so stupid. Dam it Meredith.
She picked her head up out of her ands and began to wipe off her eyes. She did her best to wait before she left the stairwells that way no one would notice she had been crying. Before she even had one foot out into the hallway Dr. Bailey was there staring at her.
" Meredith where have you been?" She said feeling irritated by the intern. Meredith just shook her head not sure if she could find any words to fit.
" Did you not hear me? I said.. where have you been?" Bailey did her best to soften her tone when she noticed the girl looked overly upset.
" Sorry I was just.. I had a headache and I needed a moment alone." Meredith shook her head trying to convince herself.
" You don't get time off for headaches Dr. Grey. People are dieing. They need to be saved. Therefore you do not get a break. Now get to it. " She said handing Meredith a stack of charts. She knew there was more wrong then what Meredith was letting on but didn't find it her place to ask any further.Meredith stared at the stack of charts feeling defeated. This was the last thing she wanted to do. Anything to pass the time though.
A few hours later Meredith had finished with the stack of charts Dr. Bailey had given her. Noticing the sun had left the sky she decided to look at her watch and see if it was time for her to clock off. Lucky her … it was. She quickly made her way in an elevator then back out again a floor down. She made it apparent once in the locker room that she didn't wish to speak to anyone. When the others left she let out a sigh of relief leaning up against one of the lockers. Just then George walked in the room his face looked tired and worn. When she noticed him she tried to hold his gaze but he only glared then headed to his locker.
"George.." She made an attempt at speaking to him. Only to have him ignore her even further.
" George!" she tried putting force into her voice. This seemed to only anger him more. He grabbed his clothes out slamming the locker behind him. In a rush he went into the bathroom locking the door so she wouldn't be able to follow him in.
How childish Is he? She thought to herself before she sunk back into the locker
