Less than Lovers, More than Friends

My Day

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?