Casey heard Derek's bedroom door slam shut and frowned, before slowly making her way back to her own to get dressed. She could hear the loud music from his room flooding through her walls. Today had been irregular, that's for sure. She didn't know what to make of it. But as she was getting dressed, a thought struck her, and she sighed, turned, and picked up her phone, dialing Max's cell number.
She was suprised when he picked up, given the fact that school was still in session and he was there.
"Casey, why aren't you at school today? I was looking for you at your locker after 2nd period." Max said from over the phone.
"Max...there's something we should talk about. Will you meet me at the outside tables during lunch period?"
"I don't like the sound of that...but sure."
"Thanks. See you soon."
~
Casey made her way across the grassy front end of the school towards Max, who was, just as he said he would be, waiting for her at one of the tables.
She took a seat next to him and met his eyes with a gaze that would tell anyone she was confused.
"So what's going on Casey? Skipping school isn't like you. And I can't help but blame Derek for that." Max accused gruffly.
Casey looked down at the table, before sighing, "Yeah...well I can think of alot of things lately that aren't like me."
Max's facial expression changed as he watched her strangely. "Casey, what's this really about?"
"Well..." Casey glanced up at him again, "I don't really know any other easy way of saying this Max. But...our relationship isn't real anymore."
Max widened his eyes and seemed to be struggling to respond, "..what?"
"I mean this...me being someone I'm not just to please you." Casey replied, "That's not fair to me. But..." she paused again as she continued to explain, "Me being in this relationship with you, when my heart belongs to someone else. That's not fair to you."
Max swallowed hard. He knew something was going on, he just couldn't believe she was breaking up with him. If anything, he thought that would be the least of his worries when she met up with him.
"I get it." Max replied finally, standing up, a tint of anger in his voice, "It's Derek isn't it? That loser stole your heart away from me."
"He's not a loser Max. You don't know him." Casey defended, looking up at him, her eyes threatening tears.
"Oh, I know enough. Who I didn't know all along was you." Max turned and started to walk away, before turning back one more time, "What I didn't know was that him being a loser would rub off on you."
And with that he was gone. Casey couldn't hold back a few tears that were starting to run down her face, as she got up weakly from the table and headed back home.
When she got there, she was greeted by Derek.
"Where the hell have you been?" Derek snapped, before noticing her eyes were watery, "Wait wait, why are you crying again? For the third time today?"
Casey didn't feel like arguing with him, all she did was glare through her tears, "For your information, I had to go see Max. It's over. Thought you might be happy."
Derek could hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice, and his heart automatically felt convicted for snapping at her right away. He watched her walking up the stairs, "Um!! For what it's worth, I think you should keep the cheerleading outfit!" he called after her.
However, his sad attempt to lighten the mood was shot down when he heard her door slam.
Sorry that was a bit long you guys! I just didn't know how to make it any shorter lol. Next up!Derek confronts Casey in her room about the breakup, and finds out what Max said to her, and what he called them.
Derek sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. He really thought that he might at least get her to stop and look back at him, but the slam of the door still rang in his ears.
He sighed again and hurried up the stairs. He didn't bother knocking on her door, a lot of boundaries had been crossed today, and he didn't feel the need to keep this one.
She looked up at him when he came in, but then slowly looked away.
He crossed the room and sat at her computer chair, turning to face her from her place on her bed.
"What happened?" he asked.
Casey didn't answer right away, but he could tell by the slightly shocked look on her face she did not expect him to want to know how she broke up with Max.
"He- he found out that I liked someone else. And he also said that I was a loser... he said that being around you rubbed it off on me." Casey avoided his glance.
A scowl twisted his features as he jumped up from his chair, "It's one thing to call me a loser, but to call the girl he's dated for however long a loser. I think that's crossing line."
Without another word he hurried out of the door to face Max. He heard Casey scrambling off her bed to follow him.
Next in line!Derek goes to Max, and their fight turns physical, and when Casey tries to stop it, Max accidentally hurts her.
Hope that was alright... =] _________________ Dasey lover through and through.
And I will fight you to the death on it!
Derek rushed downstairs, visibly pissed off about Max. Just as he grabbed his leather jacket, someone rang the doorbell. Upon opening the door, he was greeted with the one person he was looking for.
"Uh, hey Derek... is Casey home?" Max said nervously.
"Max, buddy, we need to talk. Now." Stepping outside and closing the door, he probably would have found the look on Max's face amusing if he wasn't so mad.
"Look Derek, I really just came here to talk to Ca-" Max was suddenly interrupted by a fist crashing into his jaw. After regaining his balance, Max gave out a chuckle.
"I don't think you really want to mess with me, Venturi."
"Oh, but I do." Derek glared at Max.
Just then, Max lunged at him. They crashed to the ground as Max was repeatedly raining blows to Derek's torso. Just then Casey opened the door and was dumbfounded to see the two of them rolling around on the ground.
"STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!" Casey screamed in desperation. That getting her nowhere, she tried to pry Max off of Derek. She grabbed at his arm frantically trying to stop him.
"This is between me and Venuri!" Max yelled. As he swung his arm back to shoo away whoever was interrupting them, he managed to smack Casey in her nose, instantly bloodying it, and sending her crashing down to the ground. She started crying instantly.
After hearing the crying, Max looked back to see Casey was who he had hit. His shock allowed Derek to knock him away and rush to Casey's side.
"Case, are you ok?" He instinctively wrapped his arms around her, and she leaned into his shoulder, calming down somewhat. Derek looked over at Max, his eyes dark with anger, screamed "Back off Max, don't you know when to give up??"
Max still shaken up, snapped out of it after Derek's comment. Looking over at Casey, he started "C-Casey..."
"For once Max, I think you should just listen to Derek," Casey said quietly, cradling her nose carefully.
"I'm sorry," Max said, but Casey didn't even glance at him. Derek picked Casey up bridal style and kicked the door open.
"Wait!" Max called after them. "I just came here for my jacket!" But all he got was a slam of the door. Then it opened again. Derek staring at him contemptuously and then a flurry of the jacket came at the football player's face.
"Never come back here again," Derek growled out then deliberately slammed the door in Max's face again.
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Derek gingerly held Casey's chin while he gently pushed the tissue to her nose while she blew. Once her nosebleed stopped, she stared at him with visible pink in her cheeks.
"Why are you doing this?" she said, feeling vulnerable.
He stared at her shamefully. "'Cause it's my fault you got hurt like this."
"Derek, wha?" But Derek was looking down at a pattern of her bed sheet silently. "Derek," she said gently. He lifted his head a bit sheepishly.
"It's not your fault," she smiled at him. "Max sort of deserved that punch, I just...didn't want you to get hurt," and she added, "And him, not get hurt too bad. But really you didn't have to defend me like that."
"Me hurt?" Derek scoffed. "Puh-lease. I so had him." She laughed and he was glad to see her cheering up.
"You know," she began, a smile creeping onto her face. "You never did tell me why you kissed me."
Derek sighed in mock exasperation. "We're back to that again?"
"You can't just kiss a girl and not tell her why," she reasoned.
"I thought it was pretty obvious," Derek smirked. Casey stared at her feet, not knowing how to respond to that.
"Why not kiss a hot girl?" he said and only received a smack in the arm.
Next: Pure fluff: Have Derek try and rectify the situation and Casey pretend to be mad at him and then they "make up" in whatever way you want haha.
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