Grey's Anatomy/ Private Practice book 2

Hang up - Addison Montgomery

TW SH, ALCOHOL, VOMITING!!
Also this will have some mild kissing, it's not that bad though🫶

Life is shit. Absolute shit. I don't have a partner, no relationship with my parents, I have a hidden self harm addiction, my brother thinks I'm depressed , I can't keep up with work and everything just really sucks. I'm living with Addison and we've been roommates for ages, and it's fine I guess.
I seriously cannot think of a single thing that makes me happy. It's not like life can be any worse, so why not just get drunk?
That's what I thought a few hours ago when I got done with work and drove straight to the nearest bar. Before going into the bar, I look around in my backseat for something else to wear. I was away for a work conference a week ago and still have the bag in my car. Eventually, I find a miniskirt to wear and I change in the car. Even though I'm just going to the bar to get drunk there might be some cute guys or gals.
I walk into the bar and go straight up to the bartender and order some tequila shots. I sit down at the bar and wait for my shots. When I get my shots I quickly take them all. Now I've got some alcohol in my system. I order some more shots.

A few hours later, I'm sitting at a table with some random people. I'm so fucking drunk. "Shot shot shot!" I hear someone yelling handing me another shot. I gladly accept and quickly pour it down my throat, putting them empty glass down in the table with a bang. Everyone is cheering and I've forgotten most of my problems. That's until I hear my phone ring. I take a quick look at my phone. It's Addison. I'm not going to answer that right now and so I decline her call.
During the next half an hour, my phone rings multiple times, but I ignore it. Suddenly, the phone rings again and I'm tired of her calling me again and again and I decide to take her call.
I stand up and wobble across the bar into a quieter corner before accepting the call.
"Y/n! Where are you? It's midnight, I'm worried about you!" Addison says.
"Heyyy, Addiee" I slur out.
"Oh my god y/n are you drunk?!" Addison asks with a worried voice.
"What?! Nooo" I splurt out.
"Yes you are. Where are you? Who are you with?" Addison asks me.
"Jesus, relax Addie. Addie. That's a pretty name." I say. My brain seriously has no thoughts.
"Answer me y/n." Addison demands.
"I'm at a bar with some very fun people" I manage to blurt out.
I look over to the people sitting at my table. "Heyy party girl when are you coming back?" A guy asks me. I think his name is Chad.
"Soon Chad!" I yell.
"Who the hell is Chad? Where are you y/n?" Addison asks once again.
"He's someone. I'm at a bar." I tell her.
"What bar?" Addison asks me.
I see Chad signaling for me to come over.
"Bye Addison" I blurt out and stumble across the room to Chad and the other people. I can't walk in a straight line. When I make it over there, Chad hands me a margarita which I finish in just a few minutes. Then I just talk to everyone and have a couple of more shots.
"You're so hot." Chad tells me.
I just burst out laughing.
"Wanna make out?" He asks me. I don't answer. Instead, I connect my lips to his and slip my tongue into his mouth. His hands grabs my waist and pulls me closer. We keep making out for a few minutes, until I hear a familiar voice.
"Y/ln. Get over here right now." The voice says. It's Addison. I pull away from Chad and close my eyes shut, trying to gather my thoughts.
"Did you not hear me? Come here." Addison says in a stern voice. I stand up and try my best to walk in a straight line over to Addison. I fail miserably though, and almost trip over someone's chair. Addison reaches her hand out and I take it. She's wearing a pair of jeans with a cardigan and her hair is put up in a ponytail.
"Hey Addison." I say, trying to sound sober.
"Let's get you to the car." Addison says and takes a firm grip my arm, leading me out to her car.
When we're in the car, she hands me a water bottle.
"Here." She says, unscrewing the lid and handing me the bottle. I take it and chug about half of the bottle. We sit in the car for a few minutes in silence.
"How did you know I was here?" I ask her.
"Well, I called your brother, who by the way is really worried about you, and asked him to check where you were on life 360 since you don't want me to know where you are. He told me where you were and I drove here." Addison explains.
"Damn." I say bluntly.
"Yes indeed." She says and starts the car, driving towards our house. After a few minutes, I start to feel really sick.
"Pull over." I say.
"What?" Addison asks me confused.
"Pull over Addison!" I yell and she stops the car. I try to step out of the car but I basically just fall out of the car. I'm on my knees, throwing up. Addison steps out on the car and walks over to me. She pulls my hair back and I throw up once again.
"Are you alright?" She asks me. I burst out laughing. I can't stop laughing.
"This is not funny y/n." Addison says.
"I'm so drunk Addieee." I say, still laughing.
"Yes, I know. Are you ready to get back to the car?" She asks me.
"You're pretty." I slur.
"Well thank you, you too, but let's get home." Addison says and leads me back to the passenger seat. She starts driving again and after a while, we're home. She leads me into the house and then into my bedroom.
"Oh my god your room looks like a dumpster." Addison exclaims when she sees my room.
I collapse onto the bed, I'm so tired. Addison starts to talk to me but everything is just blurry, and I can't really hear what she's saying. I think I backed out for a minute, because when I open my eyes, Addison is looking down at me.
"Alright we really need to get you some more water and then you need to sleep." Addison says and goes into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. She comes back after a while and hands it to me. I drink most of the water before putting it down on my bedside table.
"Do you want your pajamas?" Addison asks me.
"Yes please." I tell her. She goes into my drawer and pulls my pajamas out.
"There you go, I'll wait outside." Addison says and goes outside of my room. I get changed, it takes a while, but eventually, I'm done.
"I'm done changing!" I yell and Addison comes in again.
"I got you some makeup remover." Addison says and gives me a cotton pad with makeup remover on.
"Oh my god Addie just let me go to sleep already." I say with a frown on my lips.
"But it's better for your skin if you take your makeup off. I'll do it for you." Addison says and takes the cotton pad and rubs it all over my face. When she's done, she lets me see how much makeup came off.
"See?" She says.
"Yes, yes Addison, just let me go to sleeeep." I whine.
"Alright, get comfy." Addison says and puts a blanket over me.
"Thank you Addison." I say, and Addison turns off the lights and returns to her room. I fall asleep quickly.

I wake up the next morning feeling like I've been run over by a bus, but at least I'm sober now. I walk out of my room into the kitchen, but to my surprise, Addison is sitting at the table, waiting for me. She looks kind of sad. Or mad. I can't tell.
"Hey Addison?" I say confused.
"Hi y/n." She says.
"Is everything alright?" I ask her.
"Not really. I found this." Addison says and dumps a blade onto the table. Oh no.
"Okay?" I say, trying to act confused.
"You've been self harming." Addison says.
"What?! No!" I yell.
"The truth please." She says calmly.
"I'm telling the truth." I protest. "Where did you even get that?" I ask.
"I was going to get both your bag and my bag from the car yesterday when you fell asleep, but your bag was knocked over and everything had fallen out. So, when I was going to put everything back, I found it." Addison says. I sigh.
"Please just tell me what's been going on." Addison tries.
"No. It's nothing." I tell her.
"Can I see your arm?" She asks me.
"Uh, no?" I say.
"Why not?" She asks me.
"Because I don't want to." I say, realizing how ridiculous it sounds.
"You're just proving my point then." Addison says.
"Alright." I say, pulling up my right sleeve, hoping that'll satisfy her.
"Y/n, wrong sleeve." Addison says.
"No, I'm left handed." I say.
"You're not." She says.
"I am." I feel her. She sighs and pulls her phone out from her pocket, and I can see her dialing a number.
"What are you doing?" I ask her.
"Making a call." Addison says, putting the phone to her ear. I can hear the little beeps.
"Who are you calling?" I ask her desperately.
She just puts a finger in my direction, telling me to be quiet.
"Yes hi, this is Addison." She says, "Uh huh, yeah I was just calling about y/n."
And that's when i realize who she's talking to. It's Oliver, my brother. 'Hang up' I mouth, but she ignores me. "Addison Forbes Montgomery, hang up. Now." I warn her, but she just shakes her head.
"Yes Oliver I just wanted to-" Is all Addison manages to say before I snatch the phone out of her hand. "We're fine Oliver, bye, go fuck yourself." I say, and then hang up.
"Y/n!" Addison yells.
"That's MY brother, and you shut your mouth and stop snitching on me." I tell her.
Addison stands up from her chair and walks over to me. In one swift move, she grabs my arm.
"Get off me!" I yell and try to release my arm from her grasp. She almost pushes me down onto the couch and manages to pull up my sleeve.
Addison lets out a little gasp when she sees the cuts on my wrist. A tear escapes my eye.
"Fuck you Addison." I whisper and pull my sleeve down once she lets go.
"Sweetheart I'm so sorry I had to do that, but this is really serious." Addison says.
I shake my head and place a hand over my mouth to stop sobs escaping my mouth. Tears are flowing down my face.
"Come here." Addison says and pulls me into a hug. She just holds me for a while as I cry.
"We'll fix this." Addison says. I nod.
"Addison please don't leave me." I say, still crying.
"Y/n you know I won't. You're like my sister, and I love you." She says.
"And you're not mad at me?" I ask her.
"Honey, I'm not at all mad, I'm just worried about you because I care about you." She says.
I cry even harder.
After a while, I gather myself and wipe away my tears.
"Thank you Addie." I say, still curled up in a ball next to her. She gives me a soft smile.
"I think we need to get you a therapist." Addison says.
"Yeah, no, absolutely not." I say.
"You have no choice. I'll call someone. Sheldon or Violet?" Addison asks me.
"I said no." I tell her.
"And I said that you have to." She says.
"Call whoever you want. I don't care" I say.
"Alright. I'll call Violet." Addison says and walks out of the living room. I reach for my phone and write a message to Oliver. 'Hey. It's me. Sorry for telling you to go fuck yourself. I don't mean it. I love you Oliver.' And then I press send. After a while, Addison comes back.
"You have an appointment at 11am." Addison says.
"At 11?! That in an hour and a half!" I exclaim.
"Then you better get dressed, I'll make you something to eat in the meantime." She says and I sprint upstairs to my room. I pick out a grey long sleeve shirt and a pair of black jeans. I do my makeup and put my hair up in a messy bun.
Then, I walk back downstairs. Addison has cooked me pancakes. We sit down at the table and eat breakfast together.
"You know that I'm here for you right?" Addison asks me.
"Thanks." I say, giving her a smile

Might do a part 2❤️❤️❤️