Sewn-up Hearts | Grey's Anatomy

27. | Fix You

Light will guide you home
And ignite your bone
And I will try to fix you
"Fix You" —Coldplay

Amelia told them.

If he were to be quite honest with himself, Owen had assumed that she would have told them the moment she came in contact with them. So three days later, he thought that Meredith had held down Derek enough to make sure he didn't kill Owen.

Apparently not.

The moment Derek walked up to him, he knew that he was doomed. His face was red and his right hand was balled up in a tight fist. And he came up to Owen so fast that he could are you even process why he was there. When he paused for a split second, he met Derek's eyes. They were mad. Mad would be lightly putting it. He was freaking furious.

When Derek punched him, he didn't bother fighting back. He instantly gave up. Deep inside, he was already in pain. Part of him was telling him that this pain wasn't as bad as the pain he was feeling already, and the other part said that he deserved this. His eye swelled up, and agony shot through his veins. His nose crunched under Derek's fist, and he lay there not he catwalk, ignoring the cries from Meredith.

When Meredith and another person helped tear Derek away from him, he still felt pain in his face. His nose hurt like a sucker, and he held as softly as he could. "You cheater!"

He ignored it. There was nothing that he didn't know already, and they didn't mean anything more coming from Derek's mouth.

"You are a fucking cheater! Who can't stay fucking loyal!" He spat, making Owen feel like a bug, cowering under a foot. "This is all you do! You cheat on people who love you. You cheat on Cristina, you leave Amelia, you leave Teddy, and then you cheat on Amelia with Cristina? What the heck is wrong with you?"

In all honesty, he would have answered the question if he could, but perhaps the reason the question was brought up was because maybe Owen should think about it more. How was it that he couldn't stay loyal? Maybe it was because he was selfish, or maybe he felt that he deserved better. Did he deserve better?

He deserved better than what he was getting, but after the way he reacted, maybe he did deserve it.

A hand wrapped around his elbow and Owen looked up despite the pain to see who was helping him. He hoped it was Cristina, for a split second of fantasy. However, it happened to be Alex Karev.

It didn't occur to him, why his mind, which was always giving him the most depressing thoughts, had still hoped for the woman he had always been in love with. But it was hope. Hope drove him to the brink, even at he darkest times, where he knew she was long gone. Hope made him wonder if when he turned around the corner of every street or pass by each coffee shop, she'd be there. Yet unsurprisingly, she never was.

Alex was never a friend of his. They barely talked, and he sure didn't make a good first impression on the doctor back when he was a resident. However, Alex helped him up, and examined his nose. "You're fine. Let's get you cleaned up, and then you can tell Avery and I all the details on how you screwed up this much."

"I'm not fine but thanks anyways."

"Drama queen." He snarled in amusement. "Makes a big deal out of everything. Cowers on the ground because he feels too bad about himself to save his nose."

Owen glared at Alex. It was true. He really felt dark inside, but maybe he should have fought back, or at least defended himself.

"Sure doesn't think about how it effected Cristina either."

While the voice should have come from Alex, it was far to high-pitched and sarcastic to be from the paediatric surgeon. It came from a certain heart doctor he knocked up eight months ago.