We had been in New Jersey for three days now, I had numerous calls, and messages from my parents, however I didn't feel up to talking to them. I felt I had disappointed them in a way and in turn that disappoints me. Me and Alex officially start back up at work this afternoon. I'm excited, yet very anxious and I can feel excitement radiating off Alex as well. The distinctive sound of a phone breaks me out of my thoughts. When I see it's my parents calling I know I can no longer keep putting them off.
"Hello?" I quietly answer, knowing that Alex is still asleep next door.
"Meredith? Why haven't you been answering our calls? Are you okay? When do you start work? Has Alex been treating you right?" Mum and Dad were throwing questions at me so fast I was surprised they could still breath. But I guess that's what you get when you don't answer the phone. "Yes it's me, I just didn't feel up to it sorry, I'm fine now, we start work this afternoon at 2:00 P.M, and yes Dad Alex is treating me fine. We are both fine. I promise." I replied to each of their questions as fast as I could to get them to calm down. Silence. "We just want to make sure your fine Mere. You know I could still fire Derek if it means you come back." My Dad was very adamant in getting me to come back. "I know, I know. You can't fire him Dad, he's one of the best out there, anyway I really do think that this will be good for me, and Alex. I miss you both but I need this." I knew that they were sad that I had left, but they also knew that this was what was best for me at this time. "It will be good baby girl. We're here for whenever you want to come back. We love you Meredith. We have to go but make sure you pick up when we ring you next, okay?" And I knew they would be, whenever I needed to, I could go back and they would welcome me with open arms. "I will, I promise. I love you guys to. Bye Mum, bye Dad."
It was 12:45 when my conversation with my parents finished. I walked into the kitchen of our hotel room to see Alex all ready up and dressed. "Hey Mere, we have no food so do want to go out for breakfast, well really lunch?" A simile lights up my face at the thought of food. I was famished. Today was going to be good. This was going to be good, I couldn't wait.