calzona separated

Chapter 10

Callie's pov
My slurred speech came out louder than intended, but the intention was all the same. "She did it because she cares, I know I know. It still hurt like hell"

"You need more tequila" Meredith drunkenly said, in a loud whisper.

The bottle of alcohol was passed over to me, and while sat on the floor with my back to the wall, I all but poured the liquid straight down my throat.

"You're too good for her, move on and find someone better. She treated you like crap for months, and then she cheated on you even when you stayed through all her hate" These words would usually never have come out of Meredith's mouth, I thought, but tequila and Mer's strong opinions clearly opened a whole new topic of conversation.

"You're right. I am far too good for her. I didn't have to stay, I didn't have to try and make our marriage work again" I trailed off, the affects of my drunken state visible, "but I wanted our marriage to work."

9am
My day off. And I would spend it hungover. Or maybe I would spend it drunk.

With all the love in my vulnerable heart, I told my ex-wife I still loved her, and she rejected me. I didn't know whether to be embarrassed, or distraught, but surely being away from my own mind could help it.

My dark and twisty friend had work that day, which did disappoint me, because spending a day drinking alone may appear unhealthy. Sofia had school anyway so it's not like I could take her out for the day to go the beach or get ice cream. The thought crossed my mind, but no. Slippery slope.

After Meredith had gone out, I grabbed my car keys and drove to the store. Many, many bottles of tequila and other forms of alcohol were purchased, before I drove back to Mer's.

Derek and Meredith were working, Zola, Bailey and Sofia were at school and Amelia had the day to babysit Ellis at her new house. Home alone. Perfect.

Getting a bottle opener from a kitchen draw; going upstairs and seating myself on the spare room bed I'd been staying in; and finding some random old crappy movie to put on on my laptop; I settled in for the day.

Meredith's pov
I got home late, about 10pm. Callie wasn't around downstairs, or in the garden. I'd received a text from my sister in law earlier and been informed that all my kids and Sofia were at her house for a sleepover. As much as it would've been fun to watch Amelia deal with 4 children, I began the search for my friend.

I knew she was upset, but I didn't realise she was this upset.

"Callie?" I softly asked, trying not to wake her too quickly from her drunken slumber.

"Hmmmmmmmm what" she stirred, her hands rising slowly to rub her eyes, and her her dark brown hair away from her face.

Keeping my voice quiet, I checked on her again, "You alright?"

"Head hurts, heart hurts, I'll be fine" Callie did her best to shut me out, which I respected.

"I'll leave some painkillers and water on the table next to you, sleep well"

Sorry this is so short, didn't really know what to say but wanted to show Callie's feelings