Matthew's POV
My feelings are affable right now, I left back to the apartment to wait for Meredith after her phone went off. I'm literally boiling from within thinking about what the two of them might be doing this late.
'Why haven't you come home yet?' Why hasn't she called me or something?' I thought pacing around the living room with my eyes fixed on the door, hoping she would walk in any time soon.
The wait was killing me, I picked up the phone and called up Van. "Pass the phone to Meredith," I ordered, I just wanted to hear her voice and know she was okay and she was coming home.
I could hear Van scoffing behind the phone. "I wish I could but she is in the bathroom right now, but you can leave a message, I will pass it on to her or perhaps you could come here yourself, glamour Hotel room, number 406," Meredith will never follow him to a hotel suite willingly. I was right to feel this way something was definitely wrong.
