This is a Mer/Der story and all will be better in the end.. I promise. But there will be a few more dark and twisty chapters... before the bright and shiny ones. All in all it's 20 chapters.
This is barely even a chapter... but it is something that I feel needs to stand on it's own, I'm posting part 12 at the same time.
Part eleven
It was a feeling. You know, when you wake up and you just know. You know that something is not right. You know that your world is about to fall apart, you just don't know how.
Accidents happen. There's no one at fault. No one to blame. And still there's that anger cursing through you. You just don't know whom you should be angry at. God, maybe. Maybe she should be angry at fate. She wasn't even sure she believed in either. But it didn't change the way she felt.
It was a blur. It was like when she watched Derek marry Addison, she just felt numb. But she knew she'd break down by the end of the day. But this time there would be no Allie to hold her while she cried. Because this time it was Allie that fate or god or whoever it was out there had taken away.
This time she didn't sit in a second row of a church. This time she sat in a plane on her way to New York to attend the funeral of Allison Georgia Shepherd.
