Meredith Grey's VIPenis

14

"Oh Derek!" Charlotte cried throwing a used tissue onto the floor. Her beautiful blue eyes glassy, rimmed in red from all the crying that had been done for the past few hours. Her long brown hair tied up into a messy bun, strands falling out from all over the place covering her flushed face.

She sat in her apartment living room, the only light coming from the tiny lap right next to her on the small table, the tv on running a marathon of old love movies where the man would wisk the young woman off her feet. The Officer and a Gentlemen was one of the women's favorite. Richard Gere in a clean white suit made women swoon all over the world. For Charlotte Shepherd, it just made her wallow in self defeat all over again.

"Hey sweety. I brought some ice cream and hot fudge." he said, hating to see his baby sister cry, her heart broken. He took off his thick coat, a peice of clothing that kept him warm during the harsh winter in New York. Walking over towards the living room, unable to see the hard wood floor from the crinkled up tissues scattered around her. Making his way to the couch he took a big leap and landed on the soft beige cushions.

Leaning in he gave his baby sister a kiss on the cheek, patting her monster driven hair back to a taming state. Placing the frozen dessert onto the coffee table her wiped the tears falling from her eyes.

"Do I have to kick his ass, because I will." he said with a smile hoping that it would make her feel better. But there was not a doubt in his mind that he would do that for his sister if she gave him the go.

She bursted out in tears, her figure falling into his lap clutching onto his dirty 48 hour old scrubs. Coming straight from the hospital from another double shift left him no time to shower or change into to regular and more comfortable clothes. The way Charlotte sounded over the phone when she had called him, gave him no other choice to stall time.

"He...he..he's married." she sobbed.

"What!"

Nodding her head she finalized her statment. "He never told me he was married, I swear Derek. And all that time I wondered why he was getting all those mysterious phone calls or having to leave early on our dates. It's because he had a wife at home!" she yelled angrily, her eyes not olny holding sadness but also anger and hurt.

"Mike is married?" he muttered shaking his head in disbelief. He had never met Mike before, only heard good things, praises from his little sster every famlily dinner or gathering she had attended. Always making up an excuse on why they couldn't meet him in person. At time he believed that she was making him up, Charlotte was always secretive about her life.

And he was happy he didn't meet the man who hurt his sister, a young woman who barely even knew the game of love. If he had met Mike, he would have hunted him down and God knows what else he would have done. He was the man of the family, no one would hurt the Shepherd women.

"That son of a bitch, I will kill him!" she said anger building up inside of him.

"Derek." she sighed trying to calm him down. "Don't. Don't do that please."

"Why not. He hurt you, he fucking lied to you. And how could a guy your age be married so young?" he asked looking down at his sister who took refuge in his arms.

She didn't answer.

"Char, how old is this guy?"

She swalloed, clearing her throat before her hand went up to his sleeve tugging on it slightly. "Ummm he's...umm...45." she whispered quietly waiting for the big blow.

"Charlotte Annabell Shepherd! What the hell were you thinking? Mike is 26 years older than you! 26 years gap. Twice your damn age! What the hell were you thinking!" he yelled, slightly shaking her in his arms, hard enough for her brain to leak out of her ear. "How can a college freshman date a man old enough to be our own dad?"