med school roommates

chapter 97

I wake up in the middle of the night needing the bathroom. I turn around, going to wrap my arm around derek when I realise he's not In bed. I furrow my brows.

I sit up slowly. I get out of bed and use the bathroom before walking into the living room. I sigh quietly as I see him sat at the kitchen counter, drinking.

I walk over to him. "Hey" I put my hand on his back, stroking it gently as I stand next to him. "How you doing?" I rest my hand on his shoulder, looking at him as he stares at his whiskey.

"How do you think?" He asks coldly. I keep looking at him, shocked by his response. "Look at me" I say. He doesn't. I put my hand on his jaw, making him look at me. He looks into my eyes.

"You're drunk" I say. "No shit sherlock" he says, taking another sip of the scotch. I knew he was drinking but I didn't think he was actually drunk. This drunk.

"Der maybe you shouldn't-" I gently take the glass out of his hand. He pulls it back hard, spilling it down himself.

"Goddamnit meredith!" He yells, slamming the glass down. I gasp as it smashes everywhere.

"Oh my god derek, you've cut yourself" I whisper, holding his hand that has blood spilling out of it. The babies start crying. He groans.

"Its fine.. just go deal with them" he pulls his hand away. "Let me look at it please" I whisper. He sighs, letting me take his hand. I clean it and put a plaster over the small cut quickly.

"Go to bed, i'll clean this" I say quietly, picking up a cloth for the counter. "I've got it" he grabs it. "Der-" I say. "I've got it!" He says firmly.

I look into his anger filled eyes. "I'll check on the babies" I say. He starts cleaning the broken glass off of the counter. I walk into their room.

I take a breath as I close the door behind me. I go to the babies. I pick up lucas, who's still crying. "I'm sorry sweetie.. daddy didn't mean to scare you.. he's just upset about something" I whisper.

He sniffles. "Its okay" I rest my forehead against his, tears rolling down my cheeks. I pull away. He snuggles into me, resting his head on my chest. I rock him gently until he falls back asleep.

I leave their room and walk over to derek. He's sat on the couch, still drinking. "That's enough" I say quietly, taking the drink and putting it down. "Mer-" he says. "I said its enough!" I say firmly. He sighs.

"You can't do this derek.. you bumped into her and it was hard, I know baby.. I know, but don't take it out on me" I say. He looks at me. I look into his eyes.

"W-what are you doing?" I ask as he starts unbuttoning his shirt I'm wearing. He can't do the buttons and pulls it open, frustrated.

I gasp quietly. I look down. I raise my brow as I realise he didn't break any buttons.

"Derek" I breathe as he puts his hands on my waist, kissing my neck. He sucks gently on my skin. "What are you-" I say. He kisses me hungrly to shut me up.

I lay back as he climbs ontop of me. "Derek" I pull away. "Can you just shut up and let me fuck you?" He reaches down, ripping my panties off, tossing them aside.

My stomach tightens and I feel myself get wetter. I snap back to reality. "We shoul- you should get some sleep" I whisper. He groans, getting up. I look at him shocked.

"Whatever, I'm having another drink" he walks to the kitchen, leaving me on the couch naked. I sit up. I look at him. My breathing gets heavy and I reach down, putting his shirt back on.

I get up, running to our room. I tear up. I get into bed, climbing under the covers. I push my face into the pillows.

I shouldn't let this upset me. I've seen derek like this before, many times.. but never when we've been together. And he has never done that to me before.

I finally calm myself down and get up. I go to the living room. I sigh as I see him asleep on the couch. I gently grab his arm, laying him down, putting a pillow under his head. I grab a blanket, draping it over him.

I sigh, stroking his hair gently as I look at him sleeping. "We will talk in the morning" I point at him. I kiss his head softly. I pull away slowly.

I tuck him in. I clean up the living room a little, throw out the rest of the alcohol, so he'll be sober in the morning it he wakes up wanting more in the middle of the night.

I go to our room. I climb in bed, snuggling into the pillows. I wrap my arms around his pillow, soon falling asleep.