If Im Not In Love

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Derek couldn't believe the length of the list that Meredith had handed him before he left the house. It was two pages of clothing items and personal things and other stuff that she wanted from around the house. Now Derek was just hoping he could find everything and get out before Brad got home. Unfortunately for him, the silver SUV that Derek had helped him pick out was sitting in front of the house that he had visited so often. He grabbed the list and headed up the door, knocking hard before waiting to see the man who had broken the woman he was so in love with.

"Derek?" Bradley opened the door, holding a beer in one hand as he let go of the door.

"I'm...here for some of Mer's things."

"Why didn't she come?" The blonde man laughed harshly as Derek walked into the house.

"I don't know." Derek rolled his eyes, walking through the house that he knew really well.

"No hello...?"

"I don't want to talk to you Brad. I want to get her things and go."

"Why didn't she come?"

"Because I didn't want her to."

"You control what she does?" Brad groaned.

"No I don't control what she does." Derek snapped. "She respected how I felt when I asked her not to come."

"So you're coming? I wasn't going to hurt her."

"You said that when you married her." Derek replied before going up the stairs.

"Derek, you're in my house, marching into my bedroom and you're not explaining why you're here." Brad followed. 'I want to know how my wife is."

"She's fine."

"Is she eating okay?"

"I said she's fine."

"Did her wrist heal okay?"

"Yes." Derek grabbed the suitcase from the closet that Meredith had told him about before opening the dresser drawers.

"Um...can I help you find some of the stuff she needs?" Bradley sat the beer on the dresser.

"Here's the list." Derek handed him the second page, not looking at him.

"Her Uggs are in the back of the closet...so is her bathrobe."

"Thanks."

"I would grab her fuzzy blue slippers." Brad added.

"Yeah."

"I can grab her perfume..." Bradley sighed, sitting the list down. "She's sleeping okay?"

"She's doing great." Derek grabbed a bunch of clothes and put them in the suitcase.

"You know...I regret kicking her out of the car. I never would have done that."

"How's Danielle?"

"She's um....we're over."

"I've heard that before." Derek muttered.

"She dumped me."

"Really?" Derek looked up at the man who used to be his best friend.

"She was too young...not ready for anything serious." Brad leaned against the dresser.

"Hmm...Shame."

"Meredith's okay? You would tell me if she wasn't?"

"She's happier than I've seen her in a long time."