My world

67.

Derek

Meredith is upstairs in the bedroom doing her makeup while I'm working in the kitchen. I put the turkey out last night to defrost.

I just put it in the oven and by the time it should be done in a couple of hours. I don't really know how to cook I just remember a few things here and there that my mother taught me when I was still living at home.

Meredith knows nothing about cooking, well that's not true. she knows a few things, she can fry an egg as long as she remembers to turn the heat down before it burns but I have to remind her first.

she can make a lot of things if she has my assistance but when she's alone it's not very good. she did pretty well for my birthday though but I think the only reason for that is because she had to. she knew I couldn't be there next to her making sure she was doing everything right so she made sure herself.

I think when the baby comes she'll be able to do it when I'm at work and she's alone with the baby. then she'll have to know how to do those things on her own, but she won't need to cook for the baby in a couple of years.

The first person to arrive was Lizzie she got here a couple of minutes ago and Mark is currently talking to her in the living room.

I thought he'd be flirting with her but he's surprisingly still with that one girl he started dating a couple of months ago.

she's apparently a really nice and innocent girl. I think he'll end up ruining it all with his whore-ness. Marks has never been one to date and I think it'll take him a couple of tries before he gets it right.

He met the girl at a bar near his house. they hit it off and he's lied to her the entire relationship. She has no idea what he does for a living, he didn't even tell her his real name.

He didn't want her to hear his name and recognize it from the news. if she's as nice and innocent as he says she's not going to want to date a psychopath whore like Mark.

Although Meredith herself was also very innocent when I met her and she was just fine with the fact that I was a mafia leader but she had already kind of fallen for me by then.

I check on the turkey one last time before closing the oven and going into the living room where Mark and Lizzie are.

"Did you tell Meredith about the DNA test she has to do when your parents get here?" Mark says as I unlock and grab a bottle of scotch from the cabinet.

"Yes, she knows they're going to take her blood in order to find out what her ancestry is," I say. I pour three glasses of scotch and hand two of them to Mark and Lizzie.

"No, not that test. the paternity test," Mark says as I sit down on the sofa. "The what?" I say. "Your mom wants you and Meredith to get a paternity test. she doesn't think the baby's yours," he says.

"Oh for fucks sake," I roll my eyes. "How the hell is she going to get that needle in here? can't you only get those things from hospitals?" Lizzie says.

"Mom and Dad own a hospital," I remind her. "They can't do a paternity test without our consent, and who would Meredith even cheat on me with? we're together all the time unless we're working but when working she visits me and when she's working I visit her," I say.

"Maybe she's not actually working but instead she's having an affair with me," Mark smirks. "Meredith would never sleep with you, Meredith has standards that don't go as low as you," I say.

"she would if she was depressed, all women get sad, they're very emotional, even more with the pregnancy," he says.

"That's what I'm here for," I say. "Not for long, she'll get bored of you soon. Just like Rose did," he says. "Shut up!" Lizzie hits him in the head. "It's not my fault!" he says.