She laughed scooping the ice cream into her mouth. Christina threw a cheese puff at her. She stopped laughing and sat up using the headboard as a backrest.
"Chris, you left Beverly Hills for me. Go to the beach. You can still enjoy your vacation."
"Mer, I'm here to help you."
"Chris, go." She yelled and laughed at the same time. "I want some time to myself anyway. The jackasses are already out. This might be the only time I'm alone."
She sighed. "Fine. I will go to the beach."
"Don't make it seem like a chore."
"Alright, I'm going." She hit her leg as she got up. "I'll see you later."
"Yep."
"Don't go postal and hurt anyone."
She laughed. "Thank you for that advice."
"Anytime Babe." Christina had been calling her 'Babe' ever since a professor first year had caught Meredith at a bar and some jackass was flirting with her, more harassing her. He walked up and called her 'Babe' to make the guy go away. Christina quickly changed into a bikini.
Meredith laughed as she got up and threw her, her car keys. "Have fun." She called as threw her keys as she walked away. Meredith pulled off her jeans and pulled onto a camisole.
She walked back over to her be letting out a long sigh as she flopped back against the pillow. She stared at the ceiling hopping thoughts would stop flowing through her head long enough to be at peace for a second. She twiddled with the fringe of a pillow as sleep started to take over her body. A loud bang caused her to jump from the half sleep she was in. She jumped up her head throbbing from the sudden movement. Grabbing her robe and wrapping it around her, she quickly hurried to the door. Popping her head out of the door, she heard a hushed 'Damn it' came from downstairs. Hurrying down to the stairs, she peeked around the corner to see Mark kick the couch as he regained his balance.
"Damn it, Mark. What the hell?"
"What?" He said his eyes bolting to her.
"What are you doing here?" She said scratching her head.
"Well, if I remember correctly, I have to live here for the next month."
"I mean, why are you here now? Everyone supposed to be out with everyone else."
"And yet you're still here." He mumbled.
"Whatever." She muttered before walking back up the stairs. "Why do I even bother?"
His head fell back as he let out a sigh, running his head through his hair. "Way to be a jackass, Sloan." He mumbled to himself. He sat forward putting his elbows on his knees. He rubbed his hand over his face before standing up.
Walking up the stairs, he stopped at Meredith's door. He hesitated before knocking on the door lightly before opening the door. Meredith lied in the bed with a pillow on her eyes. The blanket was pulled up to her chin.
"Meredith." He said softly.
She jumped at the sound of Mark's voice pulling the pillow of her face. She looked over at him without sitting up.
"What? Want to call me a worthless human-being or a whore? Because just save it." She said rolling on her side so her back was to him.
"Meredith." He said quietly.
"Just save it, Sloan." She said sharply.
He took a step forward, but quickly took one back when he saw her back shake slightly. After a few seconds, he heard her sniffled. Taking a couple step forward, he looked over at her to see her crying and biting the corner of her thumb nail.
"Meredith." He said again a little stronger.
She pulled the pillow over her face and cried into it a little harder. He touched her back and sat down on the corner of the bed.
"Meredith?" He repeated when she didn't roll over. She wiped her face slowly rolling onto her back. Her eyes were closed and her face was red. She sniffled again as she wiped a few more tears that had collected in her eye.
"What?" She asked trying to keep from sobbing.
He looked down at his hands then back at her. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the way we used to treat you and the way we treated you this vacation."
She closed her eyes again trying to make words come to her mouth but her mind was frozen. She opened her eyes and looked around the room before her eyes settled on his face. He was sincere and something about the look in his eyes made her sure that it was okay to trust him. She nodded slowly as she sat up a little using the headboard as a backrest.
"I'm sorry too." She finally whispered after a few moments.
"You have nothing to be sorry for."
They sat uncomfortably for a few seconds unsure to where to go from there. "I just don't want to talk about any of that right now." She sighed pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.
"We could… talk about something else?"
She slowly nodded. "Where do you go to school? Last time I saw you, you were still in Hopkins Elementary."
He chuckled. "Yeah. Ah, me, Derek, and Burke are at Harvard. You?"
She nodded. "Stanford."
"So you're used to all this warm weather? I'm still waiting for the snow." He chuckled.
She did the same and nodded. "Yeah, well, after leaving New York, mom and Richard shipped me out to California for away school."
"But you were only what? Six or Seven?"
"I left when I was seven. I managed. I met Christina in middle school."
"Christina? The girl who's living here now?"
"She probably won't be staying long. Just until this all blows over."
"She's kind of scary. She threatened to cut off our fingers if we touch your ice cream."
"That's Christina for you." She laughed.
"And I think we need our thumbs to be surgeons."
"Surgery? Hmm, tough field. At least that's what mom said when I told her that was where I was planning on heading."
"You're planning on surgery too?"
"Yeah. My professors made it pretty obvious that I might be the next Ellis Grey. So you'll have competition on your hands."
He laughed. "Well, I have a couple of years to get ahead. What field are you thinking of?"
"I don't know. You?"
"Plastics probably. Burke is into Cardio. Derek is into Nuero. So if you know anyone who wants a boob job, valve replacement, and brain surgery. Let us know."
"If I find someone that interesting… I'll be sure to let you know."
"I'll hold you to that."
They continued to talk about their future and pasts until Meredith decided to take a nap and Mark had to take a shower. He walked into the hall and looked at his watch. They had been talking for almost four hours straight.