Today is the worst day of my life. I hate today. It's a day that I wish would never come. If it were up to me, I'd forget it exists. It's a day when I'm reminded that I was brought into the world. It's the day I wish I hadn't. I hate my birthday. It's all eyes on you. Everyone looks at you, waiting for something. You are supposed to be happy. You are supposed to smile. I don't do any of those things. I'm not happy. I do not want to smile.
I roll over in the bed. The air conditioning is just cool enough that I can curl up in my bed linens and pretend this world doesn't exist. I pull the blankets over my head. The horses are out on pasture. I don't have to go there now. Right now, it's ten am and I can sleep. I can let the world think I'm resting. The truth is, I'm avoiding. I am avoiding this all like the plague.
"Mer..." I hear Mark say as he taps on the door. I will ignore him. Yep, I have no idea who he is. I have no idea at all. I'm in dreamland right now. "Meredith..." I hear him repeat as he knocks again. Okay, It's apparent that he is not going away. I'm stuck with him.
"What?" I snap loudly as I throw my blankets back. "What do you want?" I growl loudly as I look at the closed and locked door.
"I was just wondering if you were going to get up. It is your birthday, after all." Mark points out. Maybe for a normal person that is cool. Me, that just pisses me off. I don't want it to be my birthday.
"And?" I say frankly as I cover my head back up. I'm definitely not liking this.
"And... Aren't you going to get up?" He asks loudly. I roll my eyes at his comment. Like I should. Okay, if it's my birthday, I should be able to stay in bed forever, right? If I get to make a wish, that is what I wish. Bed forever. Maybe bed with Derek. Bed can get lonely and I may need a good fucking once in awhile.
"Nope. Leave me alone." I say loudly as I cover my head with a pillow. He is driving me nuts. Why is he here again? Oh yes, my dumb-ass aunt adopted him. What exactly was she thinking?
"Okay." Mark says simply. I heard him walk off, hopefully leaving me in some peace. I need peace. I lay there for a few more minutes. That is, until I hear him. Another one.
"Mer... You really should get up." I hear Derek say from the other side of the door. I can't believe it. Not it is a freaking army. This is never going to fly.
"Leave. Me. Alone." I growl loudly as I roll over and look towards the door. "That would be wise. You need to leave me alone." I say in desperation.
"It's your birthday..." He trails off. That was all it took. I mean, yes, it is my birthday. I know what day it is. I don't have to be reminded. I can't believe these people can't leave me alone about this. I quickly toss my blankets back and jump out of my bed. I am tired of this. Way tired. I stomp across the floor and rib the door open.
"I know it's my birthday! Do you think I don't know what goddamn day I was born on?" I shout as I look into his piercing blue eyes. He looks sad. Maybe a touch hurt.
"I'm sorry... I just thought- Birthdays are great. I though they were great." He says. I can tell he doesn't know what else to say. "I just... Happy birthday."
"Thanks." I huff as I push past him and go into the bathroom. So much from my hideaway. I'm not hiding now. I should have just stayed home. They couldn't bother me there. I quickly go to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I look at my hair and decide that I'm not even going to brush it. I'll wash my face, but that is it. I just don't care.
"I'm sorry." Derek says again as I walk out. I roll my eyes at him. It wasn't him. They sent him. They meaning the assholes that are my family. I hope they are all gone. Some of them should be gone. I know my lazy ass aunt is still in bed. Why do they have to make me get up?

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Less than Lovers, More than Friends
FanfictionMeredith is a dark and twisty girl who may have an insatiable need for sex. When she meets Derek, the pairing only seems natural. Sex with no strings can work, right? But what happens if feelings get involved? ❗️Disclaimer❗️ I didn't write this stor...