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CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR invasion. season six, episode five.
THROWING ON HER JACKET WITH A HEAVY SIGH, CASSIE GRABBED HER KEYS AND MADE HER WAY TOWARDS THE FRONT DOOR. Dark purple rings circled her eyes, physically marking the fact that she didn't get any sleep.
It was less than 48 hours after she broke up with Mark, and she hadn't seen him since.
A part of her regretted it, regretted breaking his heart to just to heal her own. She regretted the look on his face after he realized what she was doing, and she regretted acting out because of her grief. But another part, the rational part, didn't regret a thing. In the end, it was the right thing to do.
After all, how could Cassie let Mark love her when she didn't even love herself?
A tired hand ran over her face while she opened the door, stepping out and locking it shut. As she did so, another click from a lock sounded from behind her, making her turn around with a jump.
Mark stood there, keys in hand, a startled look on his face as he stared at her. Just as Cassie opened her mouth to say something, the keys slipped from his hand, causing him to mumble a string of profanities under his breath as he went to pick them up.
Cassie felt her heartbeat speed up. "I-I like your keychains." Frowning in confusion at her own statement, she internally cursed herself. I like your keychains? Really? Clearing her throat, she looked up at him with trepidation. "So, um... how are you?"
Mark just looked at her, emotionless as he stuffed his keys into his pocket. "I've been better."
Cassie watched as he abruptly turned his back on her and left down the narrow hallway without another word, feeling tears burning in her eyes which she blinked away as soon as they came.
"Okay then," she whispered to no one in particular, silently wondering what the hell she'd gotten herself into.
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Cassie stepped into the elevator, her head down as she sent a text to Meredith. After she donated a piece of her liver to her father, Meredith had been bored out of her mind living in the hospital as she recovered, thus bothering her friends for free entertainment.
Not looking where she was going, Cassie walked directly into the back of the elevator, hitting her head as she slammed into the wall.
Hearing a snort coming from behind her, she turned around with a glare, only to pause at the sight of a stranger clad in orange scrubs standing on the other side of the doors. Clearing his throat, the doctor tried and failed to restrain his grin.
