Remembering that Night

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Derek arrived home at 11 o clock, he wondered how pissed Addison was at him, he had promise her that he would be home for dinner and he was four hours late. Unlocking the door, he felt the air shift around him, like he was walking into a stranger's house.

"Addie" he called out but there was no response. Something wasn't right, he looked around, not sure what because it also felt right. He knows that he is going to find his wife in bed with some other man, walking up the stairs and down the hallway toward their bedroom, he stands on a jacket. And in that moment he knows exactly what he was going to find when he opened his bedroom door, he didn't want to see it but it knew he had too. Derek reached out and touched the knob and opened the door to see his wife in bed; in the middle of sex with Mark. Derek's whole world came tumbling down around him. Derek stood there unable to take his eyes of the couple until his eyes clashed with the eyes of his wife.

"Derek" she gasped pushing Mark away from her.

"Shit..." he heard Mark mutter when he saw Derek standing in the bedroom doorway.

"Get out of my house...now" Derek tells Mark strangely calm.

"Derek...I am so..."

"Get out of my house...NOW!" he finally shouts at Mark, Mark quickly dressed and leaves, as Derek enters their closet

"Derek, Derek, listen to me" Addison pleads with him as Derek walks into their bedroom from their closet with a bunch of clothes on hangers in his arms. Addison is standing in the bedroom wearing only a long t-shirt.

"Derek, you can't do this, Derek. Derek, we have to, we have to talk about this"

"No we don't" Derek says as he picks up some clothes that are already on the bed.

"You have to give me a chance to explain" Addison pleads as Derek starts walking down the stairs with her clothes and Addison chases after him. "What are you doing? What are you doing with my clothes, Derek?! It was one time. I know that's what people say. I know that is what always gets said. It's just- I don't even know how it happened. I don't know what I was thinking. It was just- He was just here! He was just here!"

"You screw my best friend and all you can say is, "He was just here"?" Derek opens the front door and throws Addison's clothes outside into the pouring rain. They fall over the steps leading to their place "Get out"

"No" Addison says standing on the stairs, tears all over her face.

"Get out!"

"No, no I'm not going. We have to talk about this"

"Get out of my house now!" Derek yells at her.

"No, I'm holding my ground. I'm holding my ground!" Addison says sat down on the stairs and Derek walks over to her. "We don't quit! We have to work this out"

"Get out" he says has he grabs Addison's arm and starts pulling her towards the door.

"What are you doing? Derek?" Addison asks as Derek shuts the door on her. Addison places her hands on the door and Derek leans leans against it and places his hand on the opposite side.

" No, no" Addison starts sobbing.

" Please, Derek, please. Please" Derek doesn't know wheter to let her back in or not.

"Please" Derek couldn't listen to her plead with him; so he opened the door to let her in.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You have to give me a chance" Addison says crying, walking up to hug him and he tentatively hugs her back " You have to give me a chance to show you how sorry I am. I'm sorry, okay? Okay?" Derek spins her around so she's facing the door and that he is closer to it. Addison tries to kiss him but he pulls away, he didn't want to touch her

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