Remember for me

Chapter eight:

"Wait so you waited for two hours and Dad never bothered to show up?" Lexie asked. Meredith nodded grimly, she could still feel the disappointment she felt that day, along with pain and anger. Even though Mer has long since forgiven her loving husband, she still looks back at that certain period in her life as darker, tequila filled times.

"Didn't he have the decency to at least tell you he was picking Addison over you?" Bailey was shocked. Her idolized his father, but that right there with Addison was the dumbest mistake ever.

"Trust me, I found out eventually" Meredith sighed. She knew she had every reason in the world to hate Derek, even a little tiny bit, but she couldn't feel anything but love towards him. Even when he was the reason she was breaking down, when he was the undeniable source of her pain, she still loved him more than she thought possible to love another human being. She loved him so much it hurt.

"Dads a great guy, and we know he made the right choice in the end, but it just kinda sucks that you two went through all that before he came to his damn senses" Zola said, sounding a lot like doctor Bailey when she said 'damn senses'. Meredith smiled as she thought about doctor Bailey.

"Zo, shh. I wanna here the rest of the story" Ellie said sharply as she readjusted her legs so they were underneath her. Mer laughed at Ellie's eagerness, but continued her story anyway.

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Meredith's POV:

"I still can't believe Derek would do that" Izzie said in disbelief. I nodded as Christina rubbed circles on her tummy. I was the only one who knew she was pregnant, and that the morning sickness was slowly killing her. I was desperately trying to talk her out of abortion, but she seemed set on her plans. Burke dumping her didn't exactly help either.

"God, I've spent every night this week drunk. I feel like I'm numb from all the hangovers" I rubbed my temples and groaned. My head was pounding with pain and I seriously just wanted sleep.

"Mer, the guy you had in last night kinda stole my shirt from the laundry room" George complained as he stood next to Izzie. "That's the second one this week. Not to mention the one who left his shirt and you thought his shirt was mine"

Not one of us noticed Derek standing behind us until he cleared his throat.

"Dr. Grey I'd like you to help me with a Tumor re suction today, if that isn't too much trouble" he asked nicely as I mentally groaned.

"Of course Dr. Shepard" I said in a monotone voice.

"Remember to tell your man friends not to steal my shirts when they leave!" George yelled from behind.

"Man friends? He's saying that like you've had lots of hookups lately" Derek asked me, a slightly jealous and mad edge to his tone.

"Well, that's my personal life and this is work. Wouldn't want it to interfere" I say as we get into the elevator.

Then, he muttered something that surprised me. Even coming from Derek Shepard, king of awful surprises, I was surprised.

"What a whore" he mumbled under his breath. Just loud enough for me to catch, but quiet enough that I knew he didn't want me to catch it.

"Excuse me?" I said loudly as he turned to face me. His face was surprised, like he didn't think I'd heard him.

"You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me, you chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore"

The elevators dinged, and I walked quickly out of it. Before I left completely, I turned to Derek and looked at his speechless face.

"You also forgot to remember that I was single when we met. I wasn't married. You were married and you damn well knew it. I think we both know who the whore was in that situation"

I stalked off, feeling sick to my stomach. I literally just told off the head of neuro. I told off my freaking boss!

I rushed to the bathroom where I promptly threw up everything I'd eaten in the last twenty four hours.

After I was satisfied that I wouldn't barf anymore, I left the bathroom to find Dr.Bailey and inform her that I was going home sick for the day.

Because I knew if I had to look at Derek one more time, I would be.

A/n- yay! New chapter! Comment and vote! I haven't been getting much interest in the story so I might wait until I get a comment or a few more reads before I update again.
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