Meredith And Nathan: fight for your L(ife)ove

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Love isn't complicated, people are...
-Hello? Oh great voicemail. Hey Nathan, it's me Meredith. Be careful with who answers your phone. So yeah that's about it. Oh also, I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU WHEN YOU GET HOME. Love you.
- Mer, who are you talking to?
-Amelia, a woman answered his phone. This needs to stop
-What needs to stop?
-He is following Derek's steps. What if he cheats or gets hit by a truck?
-First of all, Derek didn't cheat on you. She kissed him.
-Same thing, Amelia.
-Well but the point is, he isn't Derek. He won't die, not now. So calm down and go scrub in a surgery before you go crazy.
-Right, thanks.
After I finished surgery, I felt relieved. Kind of. I called again...
-Heeey so now you answer your own phone! I thought you had hired a secretary.- I said sarcastically.
-Mer, I heard your voicemail. I can explain...
-Oh really? Ok I'd love that to be honest. Who was it, dear Nathan?
-It was the receptionist of the lobby
-So now you kiss receptionists?
-What? No! Meredith, what the hell? I kissed no one.
-Really?
-Yes, really!
-Then why did a woman answer your phone?
-I don't know, maybe she wanted to joke around
-Oh, how funny!-I said in an even more sarcastic tone.
-Mer, I was checking in, I left my phone on the counter. I went to baggage custody to look for something and then I went back to the counter.
-So you were checking in?
-Yes!
-At seven in the morning?
-Yes!
-Do you think I'm stupid!
-I never said that. Meredith, if you don't believe me I cannot do anything about it.
-Oh so I see... you don't care.
-What? Ok you are nuts. Of course I care, but you are overreacting.
-I don't know, you tell me Nathan. Am I?
There was a silence
-Am I!
-Yes, you are exaggerating. This is getting out of control. I'm coming back tonight, you and I need to talk.
-I agree. See you.
I hung up the phone. I swear I could see red. He really got on my nerves this time.
My shift ended at nine p.m, I picked the kids up from daycare and went home. Jet black range rover. He was back.
-Hi Mer, let me help you.
-I am not paralyzed, I can do this on my own.
-Meredith, please.
-You've said that word so many times it doesn't even sound like a word anymore. I'll just take the kids upstairs and then we'll talk.
-Ok, I 'll be right here.
I was really nervous, the last time this happened to me my husband ended up dying. I know it had nothing to do, but maybe if... ok no more if's, I went upstairs, put the kids to bed and went downstairs.
-Mer, let me explain-
-I'd love that actually
-So I arrived to the hotel, I went to baggage custody to drop off my luggage. Then I went to the front desk to check in. I had forgotten my reservation papers inside my suitcase. I left my phone on the counter, went to baggage custody to take my papers. I went back to the front desk and handed her the papers. She told me someone had called me, and that she had the audacity of picking it up. After that, I took my keys and went to my room. I heard your voicemail and then you called. I picked up and you wanted to fight-
-I didn't wanna fight. Continue.
-Then I had the conference at the hotel at one p.m. And when I was done-
-Done with what? Screwing other women?
-Meredith you are getting out of control! Don't you dare to say that, ever again.
-Continue, please.- I said
-I headed to the airport. And here I am, talking about something you don't believe at all.
-I just don't believe it. I'm sorry
-You have to believe me!
-No, I don't.
-You must!
-I'll do whatever I want!- I said
-Yeah, so will I!
-Me too!
-What do you want!- he shouted.
There was a moment of silence.
-I... I think we should get divorced, Nathan. This? We are forcing this, we forced every step of the way. We always fight, about everything. Honestly, I can't stand this anymore. It hurts us in ways we can't repair. I get hurt and you get hurt. This doesn't work at all. And I'm sorry we tried to force this. I'm sorry I gave birth to a child who is a result of forcing things.
-stop there. Are you saying you regret having Aiden?
-Never in my life Nathan! I just, we love each other. But we also have such a heavy past... we can't let it go. We hold on to it. But it's not our fault, the carousel never stops turning, you can't get off...
-So you wanna get divorced then...
-We can't get off...
-I guess that's a yes. Ok, I'll move to my old house tomorrow morning. I'll give you and the kids some space.- he said devastated, as he walked to the room. I sat there, almost crying, wanting to, but trying not to.
After a few seconds he came downstairs with a set of pillows and sheets.
-Are you sleeping on the couch?
-I guess I am.
And with that, I left him downstairs. When I entered my room, I closed the door and tears started running down my cheeks. I had hurt him, I had hurt myself. I had hurt a whole family. But I couldn't blame it on anyone, I was right. The carousel never stops turning, you can't get off.