The Adamson twins-Reed and Charlotte-were inseparable. Some joked they were attached at the hip. Reed was Charlotte's protector. She was there for her sister through thick and thin.
Charlotte depended on Reed, so when Reed wanted to pursue a career...
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Charlotte wanted to stay home and mourn. She wanted to say fuck surgery and curl up under the blankets alone for days. She also didn't want to go home. Reed was at home. April had gone back to her family farm, so it would just be the two sisters. Charlotte didn't want to talk to the girl. She didn't want to talk to anyone.
She found herself at Jackson's door with puffy eyes and a panic attack inching its way towards her. She had her inhaler grasped tightly in her palm and her tear-stained diary in the other hand.
"Lottie?" He questioned. He had expected her arrival after seeing Arizona Robbins distraught at her failed birthday party, but he didn't expect her to turn up like this.
"Can I stay here?" She asked before bursting into tears. Jackson nodded, grabbing his best friend's hand and pulling her into his apartment. He wrapped her in a firm hug.
"I heard about Wallace," he said gently. "I'm so sorry."
Charlotte shook her head, "It's not right. He died over twenty-five million dollars. It was fucking selfish."
Jackson holds Charlotte tight, guiding her head to his chest. He kisses the top of it gently.
"Jack?"
He hummed in response.
"If I did something really bad, would you still love me?"
"Lottie, what could you do that's all that bad?"
The girl took a deep breath and wiped her tears. "I-" she started, "I slept with Alex Karev."
"You what?"
"I had sex with Karev," Charlotte clarified, looking her friend in the eyes. "And then he told me to forget it happened. He read my diary, Jack. He used my own thoughts against me."
"I'm going to kill him," Jackson said, instantly enraged.
"No," Charlotte told him, guiding him to the couch. "You're not. You're going to sit down and you're going to hold me because I've had a bad few days and I need my best friend."
"Right," Jackson agreed, wrapping an arm around Charlotte. "Well, since we're telling each other stuff, I kissed Yang."
"You kissed Cristina?"
"Yep," Jackson verified, popping the P. "She's badass and I was drunk."
"I think we found our way into the Seattle Grace Porno."
The pair erupted into laughter. Charlotte clung tightly to her best friend.
"Have you told Reed?" Jackson asked, playing with his friend's auburn hair.
She shook her head and replied, "Reed is obsessed with him. She wants to get with him. It's all she ever talks about. We aren't, uh, we aren't on the best of terms."
