Dempeo/MerDer Shorts

🥺All I Want💔- MerDer

🎧Song👆
🖤Sad story🖤

Meredith's POV:
I've been having these horrible nightmares ever since Derek died. And these nightmares are the same every night. They always start off by a knock on the door. I go and open it. And I see the red and blue police lights, and the 2 officers standing right in front of me.
"Is this the home of Derek shepherd?" The officer questions.

I get confused. Why are the police here?
"It is... He's my husband." I say. I begin to feel the uneasiness in my stomach.

"I'm afraid there's been an accident. Could you come with us please."

I start to feel the fear creeping up from behind me. I hear this voice beside me saying.
Derek. Blood. Death. Love if my life. Gone.
I'm now terrified. I'm frozen and I feel my stomach twisting into a big knot. I try to open my mouth to speak, but I can't form any words. Horrible images of Derek being hurt get shoved into the back of my head.

"Are you ok?" The officer asks.

"I-I can't- just go I-I. What am I supposed to do with my kids?"

Then the nightmare would continue. I wake up the kids and bring them to the car. Zola would be asking what's wrong. I didn't want to say that her dad is possibly dead.
"Something has happened. We have to go." I say as I close the car door.

I follow the police car to that dam hospital. We go inside. I hear ringing in my ears. Everything around me is hazy. I see blood on the ground. Is that Derek's blood!? I ask myself. The nurses take my children. I keep walking, following the nurse to where Derek is. The feeling of fear and anxiety overwhelming my body. Everything starts to disappear around me. I'm now in the elevator...

I can hear my heart beat thumping. My lungs tighten. I'm standing in the middle of the elevator waiting to see my husband. It feels like I've been in here for months. My mind telling me Derek's gone. I feel my body turning against me. Torturing me. My insides getting stabbed repeatedly. I want to get out of here! I want to see my husband! But the doors won't slide open. My breathing begins to get fast. I start to panic.

"Help!!" I bang on the doors. Nothing happens. The elevator seems to be getting smaller. I'm now hyperventilating. My skin feels like it's getting ripped apart. The voices beside me getting stronger and louder.
Love of my life. Gone.

"Let me out of here!" I yell on the top of my lungs. I want to escape this hell. My lungs filling up with water. It burns. I can't breathe. I need out. I need to see what's wrong with my husband!

"Let me out!" I yell once again. I feel like I'm drowning. Slowly and painfully. My legs hurt and they begin to weaken. I fall to the ground. I sit there and I lay my head on the wall. The elevator now getting even smaller. I feel cramped inside of here. My body's aches all over. There's no air to breathe in this tiny room. I want out!
"Please." I beg for the doors just to be open and let me free. As the tears release from my eyes....

Everything around me starts to disappear again....

Now I'm standing in front of my husband. His face all beaten up. Tubes coming out of his mouth. My heart instantly drops into my stomach. It's just me and him in the room. The only thing I can hear is the machines breathing for him and the heart monitor beeping.

No. No. This- what am I going to do. He can't be dead. He can't leave me now. I feel this heaviness lingering in my chest, along with the water still filling up my lungs, making it difficult to inhale air.

Beside Derek, I see these papers. Asking me what to do with my husband. Do I kill him and pull the plug or do I ship him off to a care facility, taking the chance that he'll live and be normal again.

I have to choose... but I don't want to. I ignore the papers. I sit next to Derek. I put my hand on top of his. His body is still warm. I feel like there's a deep hole in my chest. All the butterflies are dead. I'm dead without him. I can't do this without you Derek, I say to myself. Tears welting up in my eyes.

Why me? Why us? So many things have happened to us and we survived it all. Why now?

My body can't hold it any more and tears begin to roll down my face.

"Derek?" I say his name. Waiting for a response to come out of him. More tears streaming down my cheeks. Please answer. I need you.

"Derek?" I say his name again. Desperately waiting now. Waiting for any response. A movement. Anything! Please just give me a sign. My heart starts tearing in half. Breaking apart. Separating.

"Derek."

I say one last time. I move my hand to his cheek. Caressing his lukewarm skin. Still no response. He's gone. The love of my life is gone. The voices were right. He's never coming back. I now have to chose what to do with him.

I look at the machine and turn it off. I then slowly pull the tube out of his mouth. I put my hand on his chest. And I watch him take his last breath. I feel a part of myself go with him. The water is overflowing in my lungs now. I can no longer breathe. The heart monitor goes off. Derek's not alive anymore. He's now just a memory.....

To be continued....

Author's Note:
This is a really sad.. I had to rewatch Derek's death to write this and omg 😫. Please vote....... if you want
Thank you for reading ❤️
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