Mental Health One shots

17. Caught-Meredith

Tw: Sh and a small mention of abuse

Y/n pov:

Dr. Grey told me that it wasn't a good idea to operate with Dr. Hunt but I had to prove that I am good enough. I didn't want any special treatment. The other interns already worked with him.

Dr. Grey and Dr Bailey stood there and watched me. My hands were trembling slightly. I can't mess up now! I have to do it perfect, like I always have. I have to! I stayed up all night to learn every little detaile of the surgery. If I disappoint them now, everybody will laugh at me and tell me that they were right and I am never going to be a surgeon.

"Dr. Y/l/n, what did you do?"

Dr. Hunt looked at me. Shit! No this couldn't be happening! No no no! I felt my heartbeat pick up.

"I did nothing Dr. Hunt. I-I promise I didn't"

"I tought that you were smart. But look you weren't even able to do the fucking suction. I am deeply disappointed from you. I thought you were better. Maybe they were right and you are not good enough to be a surgeon."

"Owen stop"

I heard Dr Grey call but he was right. I am a failure. I can't do anything right.

"Get the hell out of my OR, before you kill my patient."

I turned around and walked out of the OR. My gaze was fixed on the floor.

I failed infront of Bailey and Grey. They will nerver let me be a surgeon. I am always perfect! Why not anymore? Why did I do this!

I searched for the next supplie closet and broke down as soon as the door closed behind me. I am so fucking pathetic.

Meredith pov:

I knew something off with my intern Y/n Y/l/n. She is by far the youngest intern: only 17 years old. At first we didn't want to take her but after we tested her for a day we changed our mind. She isn't just talented, she works hard, is great with patients and always keeps a cool mind. She really impressed everybody, especially Bailey. Because Y/n is so young, Bailey decided that I was Y/n mentor, so she could settle in better.

At first everything seemed great. She aced everything you could possibly throw at her. Then things began to change. Her eyes didn't shine as bright anymore and she looked tired. Not the normal tired you get from sleeping to less. She was mentally exhausted, exhausted of her standards. She would disappear and come back with red eyes from crying. I recently noticed that she also started to wear long sleeves. At first I thought not really anything of it. Then I noticed that she would flinch if somebody touched her arm. She teied to hide it but it was noticeable.

When I tried to speak to her she would just smile at me and tell me how she slept not enough because she read some papers and that she was clumsy and it hurt when someone touched the bruises. But I just know that she is lying, something is going on.

"Dr. Y/l/n, what did you do?"

I watched the scene in the OR unfold.

"I did nothing Dr. Hunt. I-I promise I didn't"

Y/n hands began to tremble slightly.

"I tought that you were smart. But look you weren't even able to do the fucking suction. I am deeply disappointed from you. I thought you were better. Maybe they were right and you are not good enough to be a surgeon."

"Owen stop"

Owen looked up, but didn't seemed impressed at all.

"Get the hell out of my OR, before you kill my patient."