She signed the paper and pushed it back across the table, with an emotionless face. She watched as who she thought was the love of her life, soon to be ex-husband sign away their marriage per his request. Once he finished signing the papers they both stood up. He held out a hand expecting her to shake it, she ignored his hand.
"For what it's worth, I hope she's worth it" she said with cold emotionless face, Turning to walk out the room.
"She may not be worth it, but at-least she can keep the children she conceives" He said, knowing he would strike a nerve.
She stopped dead in her tracks, turning around. "I hope when you rot in hell, and get tortured by Satan himself". She turned around and continued to walk out of the building and to her car. Once she got in she drove home, contemplating life.
Some days were ok but others just made her want to end it all. The hurt, the betrayal, and the loneliness she was so tired of it all. Tired of people underestimating her because of her appearances, tired of never being Enough for her loved ones. The three most important people in her life judged her and turned their backs on her.
Her husband, well ex-husband made her feel shitty about her miscarriage and work life, he complained when she was called in and would start arguments for no reason, usually starting with the sentence "you never make time for me!" when in actuality she did. He cheated, and she knew. She stayed because she loved him, and when you love someone you don't just give up because things get hard. If only he loved her back.
Her dad was very disappointed when he heard about her and tuckers separation, he told her that she was a disappointment and that maybe if she would have had a more suitable job for a woman, then maybe their marriage wouldn't be in pieces. And her mother made it no better, she watched as her husband berated her only child and said nothing to defend her, looking guilty like she wanted to say something. But it doesn't matter because she didn't say not one word. That day was engraved into her mind and made her never want to speak to her parents again, let alone see them.
Seattle Grace Mercy West Hospital was the only place she felt at-home at. There, she was respected not because she was everyone's favorite, but because she did her job and she was excellent at it. And it didn't hurt to make her colleagues fear her. In a way SGMW hospital was kind of like her family. There was Richard Webber, her mentor who was also like a father figure to her, Adele Webber, his wife also like a parental figure, Callie Torres, her best friend (but she doesn't tell her that), Derek Shepard, Mark Sloan her some what friends, and lastly her babies Meredith, Cristina, George, Izzie, Alex, April and Jackson.
She didn't need Tucker, she had SGMW.
Well, she didn't need him, but the fact that he left her Hurt and that hurt doesn't just go away. Her parents and ex spouse betrayed her, those are supposed to be the three people you could trust the most.
She pulled into the parking lot of her apt. building, grabbed her purse and walked into the lobby.
"Good afternoon Ms. Bailey"
"Good Afternoon, Kev" she replied walking past him to the elevator.
she walked in and pressed the button to her floor, as the elevator went up she picked at the tips of her fingers.
*ding*
She got off the elevator and walked down the hall to her apt, she unlocked it, walked in and locked the door back. After sitting her purse on the kitchen island she walked to her room to get her clothes to shower.
Stepping out of the shower she put on a t-shirt and sweats, skipping lotion and her skin care routine because she simply just didn't feel like it. She walked into the kitchen to find something to eat. After looking through the fridge she turned to walk to the pantry but stopped when she spotted the sleek black knife block she bought when she moved in. It had never been used, tonight she wanted to use it, but not for cooking.......
She stared at the knife set that appeared to be staring back. She felt the urge to grab one, thoughts flooded her mind as she listed the pros and cons in her head. " If I do it id be putting my parents and Tucker out of their misery, but then it'd break Richard and Adele's heart and George wouldn't be able to live with himself" she thought to her self.
She reached out to grab one but stopped short, shaking her head she backed out of the kitchen and went to the living room and sat on the couch staring at the pictures on the fire place, one picture in particular. Her wedding day, she kept it hoping her and tucker would eventually work things out. But they didn't, she stood, walked over to the picture picking it up and examining it. "look at me, young and soo naive" she thought to herself. She hurled the picture at a wall, watching it shatter to hundreds of pieces, just like he did her heart.
Having no tears left to shed, she walked to her room and got into her bed, she stared up at the ceiling until sleep found her.
Ok yall i know this is kinda sad but it does get better- Author
