Opposite Of A Fairytale
Title:Opposite Of A Fairytale
Author: only_obsession
Characters/Pairing: Lexie centric with mentions of Meredith, Alex, Mark, Cristina, Izzie and Derek. Mark/Lexie, Cristina/Owen are the specifically mentioned parings.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lexie was not like the rest of them...
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Lexie knew she had something the rest of them didn’t; it was the reason that Meredith had resented her, the reason Alex hadn’t took her seriously. It was because she had a childhood, complete with a mentally stable mother and a doting father to watch over her. She had perfect Christmases and birthdays complete with any present she requested. She even remembers her prom and being crowned prom queen, she still has the pictures of her, Susan and Thatcher standing in front of the fire place smiling happily before the event. However, those photos were all she had left, the reality of that perfect family going up in flames in seconds and Lexie left alone to dig herself out of the ashes.
This was not a scenario for everyone else she knew, they had it bad from the get go.
Mark had essentially grown up by himself, too afraid to fall asleep and never being able to feel safe, a situation that affected him in ways he realized and ways he’d yet to understand.
Meredith grew up in the opposite direction of Lexie, but with one common denominator: Thatcher Grey. Both sisters wondered what caused their father to choose one over the other, but never wondered out loud. Because of all of this, the older Grey was in the dictionary under the definition for daddy issues.
The rest of them all had varying degrees of parental neglect, heartbreak, bad luck or a mix of the three.
Cristina was a daddy’s girl until he died in front of her.
Alex’s dad was a junky who took his frustrations out physically on his wife and in out on his son in other ways that Alex has yet to verbalize ... he’s not sure if he can.
Izzie had a mother who she had to mother and a father that she can’t mention.
Derek was the lucky one with a fabulous mother, but he paid the price; losing his father suddenly and violently.
So yes, Lexie knew she was different than the rest of them, that she grew up with something that they all desperately craved. She understood their resentment towards her and honestly admired some of them for even bothering to get out of bed in the morning. But it had been difficult to let their feelings towards her roll of her back. What they didn’t realize was that she was fighting a battle; her mother died recently, suddenly and her father, so struck with grief that he had to drink to forget it all... drinking enough and so fast that he needed a new liver. Lexie was paying her dues later in life than most of them had, but it hurts now for her like it hurt them then.
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She appreciates that day finally when Alex gives her a sympathetic glance across her father’s hospital bed, then she knows they’re a little closer to being equals in the school of hard knocks. She doesn’t know when Cristina tells Owen she hopes Lexie won’t have to join the dead dad’s club, but she does notice when Cristina calls her by her name instead of Three. Most of all, she notices when Meredith calls her sister.
After this, Lexie realizes that she's one of them now, she has her own battle scars to prove it and she, like the rest of them found shelter with someone who understood what it’s like to live the opposite of a fairytale, but still believes in trying for that happily ever after.
Author: only_obsession
Characters/Pairing: Lexie centric with mentions of Meredith, Alex, Mark, Cristina, Izzie and Derek. Mark/Lexie, Cristina/Owen are the specifically mentioned parings.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lexie was not like the rest of them...
Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
Lexie knew she had something the rest of them didn’t; it was the reason that Meredith had resented her, the reason Alex hadn’t took her seriously. It was because she had a childhood, complete with a mentally stable mother and a doting father to watch over her. She had perfect Christmases and birthdays complete with any present she requested. She even remembers her prom and being crowned prom queen, she still has the pictures of her, Susan and Thatcher standing in front of the fire place smiling happily before the event. However, those photos were all she had left, the reality of that perfect family going up in flames in seconds and Lexie left alone to dig herself out of the ashes.
This was not a scenario for everyone else she knew, they had it bad from the get go.
Mark had essentially grown up by himself, too afraid to fall asleep and never being able to feel safe, a situation that affected him in ways he realized and ways he’d yet to understand.
Meredith grew up in the opposite direction of Lexie, but with one common denominator: Thatcher Grey. Both sisters wondered what caused their father to choose one over the other, but never wondered out loud. Because of all of this, the older Grey was in the dictionary under the definition for daddy issues.
The rest of them all had varying degrees of parental neglect, heartbreak, bad luck or a mix of the three.
Cristina was a daddy’s girl until he died in front of her.
Alex’s dad was a junky who took his frustrations out physically on his wife and in out on his son in other ways that Alex has yet to verbalize ... he’s not sure if he can.
Izzie had a mother who she had to mother and a father that she can’t mention.
Derek was the lucky one with a fabulous mother, but he paid the price; losing his father suddenly and violently.
So yes, Lexie knew she was different than the rest of them, that she grew up with something that they all desperately craved. She understood their resentment towards her and honestly admired some of them for even bothering to get out of bed in the morning. But it had been difficult to let their feelings towards her roll of her back. What they didn’t realize was that she was fighting a battle; her mother died recently, suddenly and her father, so struck with grief that he had to drink to forget it all... drinking enough and so fast that he needed a new liver. Lexie was paying her dues later in life than most of them had, but it hurts now for her like it hurt them then.
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She appreciates that day finally when Alex gives her a sympathetic glance across her father’s hospital bed, then she knows they’re a little closer to being equals in the school of hard knocks. She doesn’t know when Cristina tells Owen she hopes Lexie won’t have to join the dead dad’s club, but she does notice when Cristina calls her by her name instead of Three. Most of all, she notices when Meredith calls her sister.
After this, Lexie realizes that she's one of them now, she has her own battle scars to prove it and she, like the rest of them found shelter with someone who understood what it’s like to live the opposite of a fairytale, but still believes in trying for that happily ever after.