"No! I'm not doing that!" I hear him yelling as I walk into the room. "What's wrong baby?" I walk over. "They're trying to get me to stay in the psych ward" he says.
"He's a suicide risk still.. its mandatory" the doctor says. "Mer" he looks at me.
"Derek, I-I agree with the doctor" I say. "Meredith" he says. "I'm sorry but I'd like to know that you're getting the help that you need" I hold his hand.
"I wouldn't be able to come home though" he says. "I know, but it's just for a little while.. we have the rest of our lives to spend together when you come out" I say.
"You really think this is a good idea?" He asks. "I'm sorry but I do" I say. "...okay" he says.
"How does this work then?" I ask. "Well he'd still have all his doctors and medicines and everything he needs.. but upstairs on the psych floor.. we'd have a doctor to help build his strength back up, one for his mental health and one for his overall physical health" he explains.
"Will I be able to see him?" I ask. "After two weeks, if he's doing well then you'll be allowed to visit for a few hours" he says. "Oh" I say.
"But he can call whenever" the other doctor says. "Oh, well... that's better" I shrug.
"What do you think der?" I look at him. "I'll do it if you want me to" he says. I hug him.
"We'll give you a few hours.. if you want any more visitors or anything then you should do it now" the doctor says. We nod. They leave.
We call over all our friends and his family and they all come to see him. I'm sat beside him, watching as he says bye to everyone as they leave.
He looks at me when they're all gone. "You okay, my love?" He asks. I snap out of it and stand up.
"Did you do it.. because I broke up with you?" I ask. "Come here" he says. I sit next to him carefully. I rest my head on his shoulder.
"I just had so much going on in my head.. when you broke up with me, it just felt like that was the time.. I thought that if you were already mad at me then maybe you'd.. be less effected" he says.
"Which was-" he says. "Stupid" I pull away. "I didn't mean to make you feel guilty at all mer, it's not your fault.. it was all mine" he says.
"Why did you do it der? Did I not make you happy enough?" I whisper. "No, you're the best part of my whole life! You're the thing that kept me going for so long" he says.
I entwine our fingers. "I didn't listen to you.. you tried to tell me and I didn't listen" I say tearfully. "Stop blaming yourself" he says. "I can't" I say. "Stop" he says.
"Derek, I'll be the best fiancee and wife ever.. forever.. I promise.. I promise I'll always be there for you and take care of you and-" I say. "I know you will" he says.
"I will" I say tearfully. He kisses my cheek. I close my eyes, resting my head against his. He kisses my lips.
He does it again and again softly until I stop crying. I hug him. He gasps quietly. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry baby" I pull away as I realise I hurt him. "Its okay" he says.
The doctors walk in. "You ready?" They ask. I look at him. "Call me as soon as you can" he says. I nod. "I love you" I say. "I love you more" he says. I shake my head, smiling.
I stand up. He holds my hands. I lean down and kiss him. "I'll miss you" he says. "Not as much as I will" I say. He smiles. I kiss him again.
"Bye baby" he says. "Bye" I smile. The doctors push his bed out of the room. I sigh. I grab my things and leave the hospital, going home.
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