APRICITY

there was just a hint of annoyance on meredith’s features that was easy for andrew to pick up on and yet he didn’t let it discourage him in the slightest,  the amused smirk remaining on his lips even as she told him to wipe it off.  he doesn’t mind that she’s quite bossy  ––  she is the boss,  after all.  and he was pretty sure that deep down,  she didn’t actually mean it.  he’d seen her smile.  she might have been hard to get but she wasn’t miserable being caught up in the midst of all of this.  he wouldn’t have pursued it in the way that he did if he hadn’t thought that meredith liked it.  “why can’t i smile?  i’m happy to be working on your service,  dr. grey.”  he won’t drag it out more than that verbally even if there was more.  “no matchmaker today,  but,  we do have miss alia burton who has an infected gallbladder.”

            uncertainty.  the  best  word  she  can  use  to  describe  the  emotions  coursing  through  her  body  as  she  stands  beside  him.  avoids  eye  contact  at  all  cost.  his  gaze  unsettles  her--  feels  somewhat  different  than  any  dedicated  to  her  in  the  past.  definitely  not  one  that  a  student  should  be  aiming  to  their  teacher.                “ somehow  i  doubt  that  is  the  reason  behind  that  smug  grin  of  yours,  deluca. ”  rolls  oceanic  blues  at  the  male.  annoying.  how  can  someone  be  so  cute  that  it  irritates.  causes  her  blood  to  boil.   certainly  this  can’t  mean  more,  right ?  she’s  perfectly  content  by  herself.  “  right.  let’s  go .”  with  a  turn  on  her  hill,  she  makes  her  way  toward  the  elevator.  the  storm  caused  the  lights  to  flicker  ever  so  faintly,  but  that  worry  wasn’t  at  the  top  of  her  list.  grey  sloan  had  a  back  up  generator,  one  with  a  history  of  malfunctions,  but  surely  it  had  been  prepared  for  today  or  so  one  would  expect.

there were many moments in which it was a challenge for any father to have a little girl and it seemed like those numbers shot up exponentially when it came to the teen years.  no parenting book would have been enough to prepare him for everything that came with harriet growing up and he would have done anything to take things back ten years when she was little and easy to make happy with ice cream or a new toy.  that doesn’t work in the way that it used to.  she was even more complicated than her mother was and that was saying something.  but raising her didn’t make her any easier to navigate.  damn,  he wished that april was at home tonight and not caught up with some kind of emergency surgery.

“uhh…”  jackson stared at his daughter with wide eyes for a moment,  frozen before his hand came up to rub the back of his neck nervously.  “did mom say that it was okay for you to buy that?  to wear that?”  surely she hadn’t.  

@apricitytm liked.  jackson for harriet.

                            being  a  kepner-avery  came  with  it’s  own  set of  problems.  in  one  side,  she  was  expected  to  believe  in  god.  the  same  way  the  kepners  did  and  in  the  other,  with  parents  as  surgeons  those  around  her expected  to  follow  in  their  steps.  especially  being  an  avery  &  nana  catherine  basically  breathing  down  her  back   in  order  to  make  sure  she  is  on  the  right  path   to  success. to  be  extraordinary,  but  what  if  she  wasn’t ?  what  if  she  was  meant  to  be  a  teacher  or  something  completely out  of  the  realm of  medicine ?  would  they  love  her  any  less ?  failure  wasn’t  an  option.  all  of  this  on  top  of   hormones was  enough  to  summon  teenage  angst.   ellis  shepherd  was  truly  the  only  friend  that  could  relate.  

“    dad.    ”  smiles  sweetly,  sensing  a  mortified  expression  coming  on  soon  from  her  father.  daddy’s  little  girl.  it’s  an  advantage  at  times,  but  it  also  comes  with  the  biggest  disadvantage...    she’ll  always  be  daddy’s  little  girl.   meaning  she  can’t  rule  her  life  as  she  wishes.  harriet  was  feeling  particular  brave  tonight  as  she  sauntered  out  of  her  bedroom  wearing  a  tight  diminutive  crimson  dior  dress.  “ dad,  i’m  not  a  child.   i’m  seventeen  years  old.  practically   an  adult.  i  should  be  able  to  wear  a  dress. ”  might  be  pushing  her  luck,  but  god  did  she  have  a  crush  on  bailey  shepherd.  “  women  should  be  allowed  to  wear  what  they  please. ”

“ I know ,”  Tate assured .  “ Trust me , I know … I know I fucked up .”  While there might have been outside elements to take into consideration , at the end of the day , the mistakes were his and his alone ; And he beat himself up over that fact every single day . It’s what drove him into the loneliness he was bound to , the isolation that ate away at him . He was stuck within walls that reminded him of the abuse he endured during his living years , but now it was filled to the brim with other haunts that hated his guts . Tate let out a shaky sigh , trying to steady the emotions that were so quickly starting to boil up .  “ I can’t ask you to forgive me , that’s … That’s never going to happen , and that’s fine . But I just wish we could be friends again .”

            “ fucked  up  doesn’t  begin  to  describe  it. ”  she’s  angry  still.  can’t  help  but  feel  her  blood  boil  at  the  mere  thought  of  what  he’d  done.  michael  had  been a  constant  reminder  as  he  paraded  himself  through  the  house.  didn’t  speak  a  word  to  him,  genuinely  couldn’t  bring  herself  to.  it  was  too-- painful.  sometimes  it  was  just  easier  to  be  angry  rather  than  let  the  hurt  in.  “ you  want  to  be  friends ? ”   vile.  what  a  vile  &  sick  world  they  lived  in,  one  in  which  violet  did  miss  him.  she  wants  to  put up  a  front  &  say  no,  but  they  did  have  to  spend  the  rest  of  eternity  together.   wouldn’t  it  be  best  to  put  it  all  behind  them ?  “ fine.”  she  says  reluctantly.  “ don’t  make  me  regret  this. this is  the  last  chance  you’ll  ever  get. ”

“don’t know how anybody could be as cruel as them.”  especially for an asylum that was ran by the catholic church. he had never been all that religious growing up, but it was his assumption that those who held their god in the highest regard were those who wanted to help people the most. he knew not everyone would believe him, he could understand how insane his story sounded. a man’s wife was assumed to be murdered in a town that had already multiple women murdered by a supposed serial killer then said man claimed that his wife had been abducted? yeah, that definitely didn’t sound realistic. people had already had it out for him since there were rumors circulating that his maid was actually his wife and he was in an interracial relationship.   “glad you did, though.”  like she would go on to mention, it was nice having another person to talk to and he couldn’t help but agree with grace’s sentiments. he looked towards the girl in question, the blonde female trying to get one of the guard’s attention.  “you gotta hand it to her for never backing down, though.” 

               “   i  wasn’t  so  shocked.  i  knew evil before  them--  true  evil. it’s  always  the  godly  ones  that  turn  out  to  be the  worst.  i’m  not  sure  if  god  can  be  blamed  for  their  wickedness.  it’s  the  church, i  think.  from  what  i’ve  seen,  they  teach  more  hate  than  love. i don’t  believe in  a  god  that  hurts  &  punishes.  he  can’t  be  like  that.   ”  stuck  in  a  place  like  that,  sometimes  believing  in  anything  was  hard.  the  nuns  had a  way  of  draining all  faith  from  a person.  it  was  kit  who  represented  this  newly  found  small  beam  of  light  in  her  life  again.  he  made  her  smile.   “  you’re  right.  it  is  admirable  that  she  is  who  she  is  and  no  punishment  can  fix  that.  i  wish  i  was  that  strong. ”  sighs  as  she  watches the  blonde.  sometimes  she  got  so  frustrated she  thought  of  ways  to  be  free.  

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