Arizona
I can't believe she would do this to me. We were going to stay friends. I decide I need to find out why she hates me so I can at least try to fix it.
I see her with her back turned to me and I march over there. Once I get to her I tap her shoulder and she quickly turns around. As soon as she sees who it is her face softens for just a split second before hardening into her signiture death glare. I quickly learned to hate that face when we were dating because it lasted a while. "Why do you hate me so much?" I blurt out, but before she could answer I kept going. "I have never done anything, but love you and treat you kindly. Now this is how I get repaid for it?"
"No, but you see, you didn't treat me like that. You know what you did? You dismissed my dream. My dream. All so you could have a drink and a vacation." As her words sink in i stand there in shock because I realize that they are all true. Everything she said is a valid reason to hate me. I can feel tears start to prick at the back of my eyes. I understand why shs would hate me now, but I am still mad about the way she handled the situation. She didn't need to completely disregard the fact that I exist. She should have told me what was bugging her.
All of a sudden she turns and marches off at a fast pace. The only thing I see is her going into an on call room at the end of the hall.
When I was with her everything just felt right. Everything just made sense. I was happy. Now everything is so confusing and I am left heartbroken and miserable. Everything is my fault.
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