Anti-Romantics

Dirty Little Thought

Izzie sat on Merediths couch watching her pace back and forth. "Homework Izzie! I have homework! To find our whats wrong with me and what I didn't do. Oh I will tell you what I didn't do, I didn't do my slutty coworker. Okay well shes actually not slutty, she's actually very nice but that's not the point!"

"So you're upset she gave you homework and not him?"

"Yes! And you want to know what's worse she's there complimenting him for saying he was absent. Well you know what, why don't I just put every transgression I've ever had out there! I hate him!"

"He's not Finn, you know that right?"

"Right. But I still hate him, he just sits there all smug."

"Be nice, he's going through a divorce."

She shot her a nasty look.

"All I am saying is you two are kind of going through the same thing."

"Is it? He was absent from his marriage while I did everything for Finn. I still wasn't good enough."

Izzie looked back up to the tv ignoring Meredith. She was watching a trashy reality show, it was their guilty pleasure. She shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth before turning her attention at her pissed friend. "You're getting paid, stop whining."

"I agree with Izzie." A raven hair girl appeared from behind the couch.

"You invited Cristina over?"

"I'll try not to be offended since you're upset." She paused. "Seriously why don't you get some, no sex is making you grumpy."

"Unlike you two I don't always have porny thoughts."

Cristina scoffed loudly.

"What were you doing behind the couch? Are you a stalker?"

"I am doing work and Izzie is by the only charger accessible from the couch, she wouldn't move I tried."

"So floor was the best option..? I need to get dressed, you two are too much." She put on a rather dressy outfit. She wore a long white collared shirt with black pants and a pair of heels. When she walked out of the room her two friends were staring at her. Perhaps Cristina's comment had gotten a little bit into Meredith's head.

"You look like sex on wheels."

"Oh shut up, I just got dressed." She blushed.

"Dressed like you're going on a date, I don't know who you think you're trying to full with those red lips."

Her hand reached for her mouth. "Is it too much?"

"You're going to 'couples therapy' and you 'hate' the guy."

She quickly grabbed a makeup from her purse and tried scrubbing the crimson out of her lips. Once she was done she looked at the clock and realized she was late. "Shit, I gotta go." She rushed out the door to her car.

When she pulled in to the parking lot she saw Derek sitting on a bench smoking. She walked towards him and sat down . "Hm."

"What?"

"Didn't know you smoked." She replied rather judgmental.

"Now you talk to me?"

"Fine." She walked away into the lobby.

She was a bitch and Derek wasn't surprised on why her last relationship fell apart. It was probably her doing, she seemed completely full of herself. She reminded him of Addison. His cold hearted ex bitch of a wife. She cheated on him and constantly made excuses for doing so. It was no foundation to build a life on. He just needed to complete the weeks and this unnamed girl would be out of his hair.