Part 35 (last part)

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*bang*

My life flashed before my eyes.

That was it. Or so i thought it was.

I had the gun. I shot the gun. It wasnt me who was dead it was him.

Oh god.

I killed him.

I couldn't do anything.

I couldn't move.

I was stuck.

"Meredith wake up." Derek yelled into my ear.

I shook awake not realizing i was dreaming.

"Babe? It been three months. Are you still Dreaming about that night?" Derek asks me.

"no baby. I was just stressing about graduation. I'm okay. Promise." I tell him.

It was true i was stressed but not because of graduation.

"okay. Lay back down. It 4 am." Derek tells me.

"Okay. I'll be back in a second though." I say giving him a quick kiss then leaving to go to the bathroom.

As soon as i got in there i locked the door.

I pulled out one of my moms old staples and started to cut.

I cut down my thighs and on my wrist.

It felt good. It got my mind off of every thing.

I cleaned up put the staple away and slid down the wall sitting on the ground.

"Omg. Meredith." I hear someone yell.

At this point I can't feel a thing.

I didn't think this through.

Finns lifeless body was lieing on top of me. Dead.

I couldn't do anything I couldn't comprehend anyhting.

I started crying.

"I- i did this. I killed him. I - i murdered him. I'm a murder." I cried out.

"Meredith stop. You didn't murder him. You were defending yourself." The mysterious voice says.

I shouldn't but there was a time where i did love finn. So i blamed myself.

"Hello. I need an ambulance and the police." The mystery voice says.

"My friend she was being attacked and she couldn't do anything. I think he's dead." She says.

God I'm going to jail.

"He's on top of her and I can't push him off. He wont move and I'm not sure why."

"Okay. I'll try. I'm at Seattle grace highschool."

"Thank you." She ends the call.

I knew she was talking to the police.

It was going to get me in trouble.

And the reason she can't get him off is because he is still in me.

God. He is dead and still in me.

I'm going to hell.

"M-meredith what the hell? Your bleeding." I hear.

I must have passed out.

I open my eyes to see a frightened derek.

I look down at my wrists to see blood pouring out of them.

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