I just stood there staring at him. I forgot he was even going to be here. I looked over at Lizzie, who was looking down at her plate. My heart decided to start working again, and I took a silent breath in. I looked down at my hands to realize they were shaking. I looked back up to see Justin walking toward me. I froze again.
"Casey? My have you grown into such a young woman." he said. he started to reach for my face and I closed my eyes tight, but I never felt anything. I opened my eyes to see Derek standing in front of me. I let out a small sigh of relief. "I'm Derek. Casey's stepbrother." I could hear the edge in his voice. I looked back at Emily and Sam. They looked, and i'm sure felt, very out of place. "We're just going to...um...go somewhere that isn't here." Emily waved and walked out, Sam not far behind. I looked abck to see Derek still had a close eye on Justin. My mom stood up. "Derek. casey. You knew we had dinner tonight." she gave us an upset look, but I could tell she wasn't really upset. "Sorry mom." I said behind Derek. He hadn't moved since Justin had tried to say hi. George sighed. "Just go get cleaned up and come down." I moved first to go up. I turned back and saw George give Derek a weird look before he followed me. I walked into my room and put my dress away. I heard a small knock at my door. I turned to see Derek standing there.
"Hey." he said casually. I saw something in his eyes. It looked like wory. I walked over to him. "Hey. Thanks down there." I smiled at him. It was a nervous smile. I didn't realize how nervous I was about seeing until I realized how shaky I was. I looked down at my hands to see them still shaky. All of a sudden, Derek put his hands on mine. I looked up at him. "You gonna be okay?" I felt a warm feeling rushing through my body. I pulled my hands away, and the feeling went away. I smiled at him as best I could and nodded. He smirked at me. "Just don't show him how much of a klutz you are." He nudged me then walked out, turning to look back at me.
If I ever felt so much tension in one room, it was now. mom and George were in their normal spots. Derek was to the left of mom, followed by me and Lizze. Then Marti and Edwin were to the left of George. My dad was in Derek's normal spot. I was still shaking and Derek poked me. I shook my head and looked over at him. He gave me a small smile. Like it was a secret. Why is he being so nice to me about all of this? "So Casey, how's school going?" Justin asked. I was brought out of my thoughts as I looked at him. My throat went dry. I cleared my throat as I tried to speak. "It's great. I have friends and my classes are nice too." I felt a sudden anger rise in me. He didn't care about me. He didn't care about Lizzie. He only wants to make it seem that way. I glared at my plate. "That's nice. Are you in any clubs?" I closed my eyes for a second, the looked back up at him. "I'm in the drama club and the school newspaper." He shook his head. I looked over at Lizzie. She hadn't looked up from her plate since we got home.
"Lizzie. How's the soccer going?" she stoped pushing her mash potatoes around and looked at me. I saw hurt and anger in her eyes. I knew she saw the same in mine. "Um...great. My team is going to play-offs." He smiled at her. It made me sick. "That's great! I remember when we used to play soccer in the yar-" I slammed my fists down on the table ont he table. Everyone looked at me, but I didn't care. I glared at him. "Who the hell do you think you are?" He gave me a confused glare. "Excuse me? I'm your father!" Mom looked over at me. "Casey..." she said in a warning tone. I shook my head. "You heard me. And you are no father to me. How dare you call yourself my father whe you damn well never acted like one! George is 10 times the father you will EVER be!" George got up and tok Marti upstairs. "Casey. Now I know we've gone through some tough times-" I laughed bitterly. "Ha! Tough times? You know we've been though WAY more than that." Mom looked at me again. "Casey..." she said in that same warning tone. "I don't think this is the time or place to discuss this." Justin said coldly. I rolled my eyes. "It will NEVER be the time or place. You know what you did. What makes you want to all of a sudden act like a father again? Don't come here acting like things are great between us. You don't know anything about us, and i'd like to keep it that way!" Geoprge came back downstairs, Marti free. He look concerned. I pushed that to the side. My anger was just about to boil over.
"I know plenty about you girls!" Justin snaped back. I stood up so fast, my chair flew back. "You know so much about me, eh? Then what's so special about today?" He looked at me. Derek put his hand on my shoulder, but I shrugged it off. Justin continued to look at me. "See? You can't even answer me." I started to run up to stairs, but I stopped at the bottom and looked back at him. "It's my 17th birthday you jerk!" I then ran up to my room, past George. I could hear everyone gasp in realization. That made the tears I was holding back come down faster than I could try to blink them back.
"Happy freaking birthday." I mumbled to myself. I stayed in my room the whole night. I heard him leave about 5 minutes after my blow up. I felt kind of bad about it. Not toward Justin (I refuse to call him anything other than that), but about toward my family. I didn't mean to be so rude toward them. I just couldn't control my anger. I sighed and turned toward my clock. It was about 11:45. I couldn't get to sleep. I slowly pulled back my covers, feeling a slight chill. I went downstairs quietly to the kitchen. I pulled out the milk and cookies and sat down at the island. Just as I dunked my cookie and put it in my mouth, Derek sat down next to me. I looked over at him, and he looked at me. I never noticed how amazing his choclate brown eyes were. I blinked, looking away, feeling myself blush.
"Casey...I have to say, i'm quite impressed." I looked over at him confused. He smirked. "I mean, I know you can flip out. God knows how many times you have to me. But that earlier was amazing!" I rolled my eyes. "Please. I totally let the bitch out earlier." He quietly laughed, and my stomach did a flip. I shook my head. "Like he didn't have it coming! Plus, you should've seen the look on everyone's faces when you told them it was your birthday." My birthday. What a strange day it was. It was the best and worst birthday of my life. Well atleast I could look forward to Christmas, right? "I still can't believe YOU remembered and everyone else didn't." He smirked and got up, I looked over at him. "Yeah, well...don't flatter yourself." If it was possible, his smirk grew bigger as he winked at me. He mumbled a 'night' to me as walked off eating a cookie. I shook my head playfully and turned back to my plate to see all my cookies gone. Then it hit me. Derek at my last cookie. I glared at my plate. "DER-EK!"
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wooh! Long update & end of casey's brthday. hope you liked it. i hope i'l have internet by the next time i post. R&R
Justin deserves way worse than that! Great post! I love the end. Such a classic Derek move. PMS!! _________________
You didn't have to break my heart babe, you didn't have to say a thing
I woke up late Saturday morning. I just didn't feel like getting up for awhile. I sat there thinking about the night before. About how I went off on Justin. How Lizzie looked. How Derek was completely there for me. I have to remind myself to plan, not to mention remember, my birthday next year. I pushed back my covers and sat up, yawning. I need to talk to Lizzie and see how she's doing with all of this. She's been so quiet about it, while i've been going crazy. I slowly walked over to my door and opened it. I walked over to Lizzie door and knocked. "Come in!" was all I heard before I walked in. She was sitting in her bed, writing in what looked like a journal. I sat down at the foot of her bed and looked at her. She put her pen in the crease and closed it, putting it on her nightstand.
"Hey Liz." I smiled. She slightly smiled at me. "Hey Casey. What's up?" I sighed, looking at her. "I was actually going to ask you that." She sighed and layed on her back. I sat there waiting for her to say something. She then shot up and looked at me, giving me a half smile. "Yeah. I'm fine. Just worried about mom." She gave me her fake smile. I knew she was lying. "Are you sure? Because you know you can always talk to me." I asked again. She continued her smile on me. "Yeah. I'm also feeling guilty about forgetting your birthday." I rolled my eyes and got up. "Don't even worry about it. I'll just forget your birthday." I teased. She stuck her tongue out at me before I walked out. I went downstairs and was greeted by my mom with a hug.
"Casey, darling, i'm so sorry about yesterday. I can't believe I forgot your birthday, and- why are you still in pajamas?" she then pulled back and looked me up and down. I laughed and walked past her into the kitchen. "I slept in late and just woke up. And don't worry about forgetting, okay?" She followed me in the kitchen where I saw blueberry pancakes sitting there. "Oh honey. I made your favorite pancakes to make up a little bit for it. I feel so bad." I rolled my eyes and sat down pouring the syrup over them. Yum. "Mom, really. I'm over it." She just smiled at me as she went to her room. I took another bite of my pancakes. Then out of no where, a hand grabbed one. "Hey!" I screamed as Derek shoved a pancake in his mouth. He chewed twice, then spit it out in a napkin.
"This isn't chocolate chip?!" I smirked at him. "No. It's blueberry smart one. If you looked at things before you put them in your mouth-" He glared at me. "I did look and it looked like chocolate chip!" I laughed and finished up my pancakes. I put my plate in the sink and then decided to do my homework that I haven't done in awhile. So I got to work on that. About 2 hours later I finished, satisfied with myself. So I decided to read a book. I went to my bookshelf and pulled out my copy of Twilight that I got from Emily yesterday for my brithday. "It reminds me of these two people I know," she had said. I sat down on my bed and started to read.
"Casey! Wake up. It's time for dinner." I heard Edwin say from my side. I opened my eyes to see it was starting to get dark outside and my book was laying on my chest. I sat up, putting the bookmark in my book and looking at Edwin. "Thanks." I then got up and followed him to the table. I sat in my normal spot, trying not to think about the previous dinner we had. But thankfully this dinner went by much better, and I felt a little better. Like things were going to be okay. I heard the phone ring and my mom got up to answer it. After dinner, everyone went to do their separate things. I walked into the kitchen to see George doing the dishes. I walked over to him.
"Need any help?" I smiled. He smiled back. "Thanks." We stood there for a second, him washing, me drying. "Hey Casey, sorry about your birthday yesterday." I waved him off. "Please. I got enough sorry's from everyone. I'm just surprised Derek remembered. Of all people." George smiled at this. "Yeah. That's crazy." I giggled. "But I understand. There's a lot going on right now." My smile fell just a bit as I put a plate down from drying. George sighed and looked at me. "Yeah. Your mother is a bit stressed. That phone call at dinner was the lawyers. The trial starts tomorrow afternoon." I looked at him. "Really? How is mom?" I looked past him and the closed basement door. "She's just a little stressed." I nodded. He then gave me his worried look. "You know if you ever need to talk, i'm here." I smiled at him. "Yeah. Thanks George." I leaned in and gave him a hug.
That's when I really realized I was missing something. A father. But that space was filling...because of George. I finally felt like I had a father. It honestly felt good. I pulled away and smiled at him. "I'm going to go read some more." He nodded and I headed upstairs. I opened my door. I decided I was going to pick my outfit out for Monday. After about 10 minutes I decided on a red long sleeve shirt, my gray&black plaid skirt, and my black boots...if I could find them. I then remembered they were downstairs. I went down slowly, when I heard noises in the kitchen. I walked up to the door to hear Derek and George talking.
"So you and Casey seem to be getting close." I listened in closer now that my name was involved. I know ease dropping was rude, but I was curious now. "Yeah. I guess you could say that." I got a weird feeling in my stomach. The same one i've been getting. "I mean, you're the only one that remembered her birthday. Everyone's pretty amazed and shocked over that." I heard Derek cough uncomfortably and I held back a laugh. He just hated coming off as a good guy. George laughed. "Well goodnight son." I heard his footsteps go down and decided to get something to drink. I walked in to see him staring at his cookies on the plate. I smirked and grabbed one, bringing him out of his trance.
"Hey!" I laughed as I took a bite out of the cookie. "Payback isn't no nice, eh?" He rolled his eyes and I sat down. I looked at him as he looked at me. I found myself mesmerized by his eyes. They were the most amazing brown i've ever seen. I felt myself beginning to blush, so I looked away. "So...the trial starts tomorrow." I looked over at him. He looked back at me. "A-are you okay?" I sighed standing up looking out the window. "I'm okay, for now." I turned around to see him nodding and biting into another cookie. I closed my eyes turning around and looking back out the window. This time excitement rose in my chest. "Derek!"
He jumped and looked at me. "It's snowing!" I ran over to the laundry room looking for a jacket or something to wear. I settled with Derek's hockey sweatshirt. It was clean after all. I opened the door and ran down from the back porch onto the grass. The little white snowflakes were falling, more and more by the minute. Soon everything was covered in a think layer of snow. I smiled at everything. It all looked so clean and untouched. I walked back up to the bench swing we had on the porch. Derek was sitting there with a blanket. I sat down next to him and got under the blanket as we watched the snow fall.
aww that is such a sweet chapter. i just started reading an hour ago but i knew i had to finish the entire thing before i went to bed tonight! i love how she wears his clothes so much i think that is so sweet. but what was the thing with twilight? are you talking about edward and bella cuz if you are that is my fav book of all time. i could go on and on about it! really good so far cant wait for the next chapter!
*FLASH!* I opened my eyes as I saw a flash of light go off. Nora and dad were standing there, Nora holding a camera. "You guys just looked to cute!" I was confused until I smelled a strawberry vanilla scent. I looked down seeing Casey asleep on my shoulder. I was laying on her head. We must have fallen asleep last night. I looked in the backyard to see it was covered in snow. I then looked back at dad and Nora. Dad was just smiling and Nora looked stressed, but trying to cover it with a smile.
"What's going on?" I heard Casey's voice. It sent chills down my spine. She sat up and looked around. "You guys fell asleep out here. It's about 9 honey. When'd you guys come out here?" Nora said. Casey yawned stretching. "We came out here around 10. That's when the snow started falling." Dad smiled. Then he looked over at Nora. "Come on. We have to start getting ready." They walked back inside, leaving me and Casey alone. I don't even remember falling asleep. I just remember playing questions with Casey all night.
Casey smiled as she watched the snow fall. More and more of it was falling now. I couldn't help staring at Casey though. The more I tried to look away, the more I was drawn to her. Her eyes were so bright and beautiful. Her face in the moonlight was amazing. I wish this feeling in my stomach would go away. I also wish these thoughts would stop coming into my head as well.
"So...are you okay? With everything going on." I mentally slapped myself. Of coarse she wasn't okay. I heard Casey sigh and I was brought out of my thoughts. "I'm okay. I mean, i'm not looking forward to the stress my mom is going to endure. And I don't know what i'm going to do if I have to go to court." I nodded my head and turned to look at the falling snow again. "What's with you lately? When have you cared...about me?" I could feel her eyes on me, but I didn't want to look at her. I didn't know how to answer that question because I wanted the same answer too. Why do I care now? I hate caring....especially about Casey. I shrugged like it was no big deal. "What is this, question night?" Casey rolled her eyes at me and smiled. "I love playing questions." I looked at her weirdly. "What's questions?" She sat up a little and looked at me. "You don't know what questions is? I used to play it all the time at sleepovers when I was little." I smirked at her. "Sorry I don't know your silly little girl games." She rolled her eyes at me again. "It's like Truth or Dare, without the dares." I scoffed at her. "Well what fun is that?!" It was her turn to smirk at me. "You get to ask any questions and find out stuff about people. If the person refuses to answer, they say pass. Then they have to ask you question, and if you answer it, you win."
My smirk widened as I looked at her. "Hmm...sounds interesting. Are we starting a game?" She smiled at me and got in a more comfortable position. "Sure." I turned more towards her. "Hit me." I said calmly. She pretended to be in deep thought, before looking at me. "What's your favorite color?" I rolled my eyes at her. "That's your question?" Casey playfully punched me. "You have to start small and get to the big ones. Now answer the damn question!" I sighed and sat back a little more comfortably. "Green. Same question back at you." She smiled at me and I felt my stomach get that weird knot it's been getting. "It would definitely have to be purple." I nodded my head as I looked at the white yard.
The whole night went on like that. I learned that Casey's favorite number was 7, just like me. She threw up on the teacher in 4th grade, she had a fear of puppets, and her favorite band was Cobra Starship, which shocked me. She learned that I had a fear of bees, I got beat up in the 2nd grade, that I secretly liked watching the Tyra Banks show (I swore her to secrecy), and that my favorite band was Everybody Else. I don't remember when we fell asleep though.
Casey yawned again and stood up stretching. Smiled at me and walked inside. The knot in my stomach tightened. I layed my head back, when I heard someone walk out. I looked over to see Edwin smirking at me. I looked at him weirdly. "What?" He just kept looking at me. "Did you have any nice dreams?" I continued to look at him strangely. Now that I thought about it, I didn't remember my dreams from last night. "I don't know. Why?" His smirk grew a little bigger. "Oh, I don't know. It has to do with the little fact that you mumbled Casey's name at least 2 times before Dad and Nora came out here." My eyes grew big more a moment, but that quickly turned into a glare. My glare of hurt to be exact. Edwin's smirk slowly faded. "If you say one word about that to anyone..." He started to back away from me slowly. "A-about what? What are you talking about?" I stood up and smirked at him. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. "Exactly." I heard him gulp as we walked into the kitchen.
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Yay! Update. lol. That was a little short, but I hope you all still enjoy it. _________________
Awww, this thing is so sweet! In terms of Dasey at least. And Lizwin too. The sexual abuse...not so much. Keep going, this is great!
P.S. Seeing as I'm a newbie, can someone help me find a fic on here? It's Come On Closer by DyeMyHandsViolet, I got led here from the link in the YouTube vid description, but I think it got bumped down so much that I can't really find it.
Though the chaps are short but sweet, I'm really in quite a bit of like with this Continue! _________________ - "Oh yeah? And how's that working for ya?"
- "Sensitive Derek is not at liberty to answer that."
- "Are you asking me because you have to be nice, or is it because you actually care?" "Oh, no, it's the first one!"
lol, he was dreaming about his future wife (we all know it'll happen)! awwww! *^-^* Her dad sucks :x , but that was such a cute chapter and how he remembered her birthday and everything! ^^ Dasey is awsome, and I'm sure that if something like this did happen to Casey, Derek would care, or he'd pretend not too but deep down he really would, cause we all know he secretly loves her. :3 No not really, but your story is awsome, great descriptions etc. ;3 _________________
Like I said on ES, took me awhile to notice you posted, but it was an amazing chapter/post. It was short but worth it. Can't wait for more. _________________
You didn't have to break my heart babe, you didn't have to say a thing
sorry it's taken me forever. i've been so busy & had minor writers block. blahh. but i think i'm getting my writing mojo back. lol.
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Chapter 13: Sick Joke?
Casey's POV
"Um...worst thing you've ever made Edwin do?" I asked. Derek laughed as Sam sat down next to him. We were sitting at lunch and Emily was poking her mystery meat, a disgusted look planted on her face. "What are they doing?" Sam asked. Emily rolled her eyes. "They've been doing this all day. Just asking eachother questions." I stuck out my tongue at her. She did the same back. "I made him clean my closet..." he smirked as he thought back on it. I scoffed and made a disgusted face at him. I threw a french frie at him. He laughed as he caught it and ate it. I rolled my eyes at him. Then the lunch bell rang. We all got up and started walking to English class - the class we have together. I stopped at mine and Emily's locker while she got something. I looked down the hall to Paul's office. I sighed. I felt guilty for not going to Paul lately. He was probably wondering where i've been. I felt Derek nudge me and I turned around.
"Go talk to him." I looked back down the hall. "I don't know if i'm ready to talk about that with him." He nodded at me. "Then don't talk about that. Talk about other things in your life. Come on. I know you wanna talk to him." I sighed again and looked at Derek. "Fine." He smirked triumphantly. I rolled my eyes as I walked to Paul's office.
I knocked lightly on the door, and a 'come in!' was followed. I walked in and closed the door behind me. He was looking at some papers when I slowly sat down in the chair. I started to straighten his papers as he began to speak. "So what's on your mine..." He finally looked up and saw it was me. He lightly smiled at me. "Casey! I haven't seen you in awhile. Are you okay?" He looked at me. Lie. You can do it. Lie. "Oh i'm okay these days. It's kinda hectic at home lately. And i'm busy with studying and homework." Okay. So that wasn't a total lie. Things were hectic at home. Atleast he bought it. "I see. What else is new with you?" he asked. Derek said to talk about other things. Since WHEN do I listen to Derek? Oh well. "Well...me and Derek have been getting along." That was also true. Paul gave me a bigger smile. "Really? How so?" I felt the corner of my mouth turn up a bit. I fought the urge to smile. "Oh. We haven't been fighting as much and we've playing this game called questions." He kept smiling at me. "And how do you think that's affected your relationship?" I shrugged. "I don't know. We've gotten to know eachother better." I let myself smile at that.
Paul smiled even bigger and slapped his hands down lightly on the desk. "That's great! I think you two are beginning to like eachother." I almost choked on my spit. How could even even say such a thing? "Paul! That's just...that's just...wrong. He's my step-brother! I can't lik-" He put his hands up to stop me. "I meant as in friends or as siblings." I looked at him. "Oh." He sighed as he sat back in his chair. Well that was enough talking for now. I stood up quickly. "Well I better get to class. Can I have a pass?" I was ready to leave. He could see it. He signed the little pink pass and gave it to me. "Bye!" I threw out as I shot out the door.
After school, the four of us decided to go to Smelly Nelly's. I needed a milkshake and fries right now. That was my comfort food. I ordered a strawberry milkshake and fries, while Derek ordered the same, only chocolate. Emily was telling us about the latest gossip, when our orders came. I smiled brightly at my food. I picked up a frie and dipped it in my milkshake. Emily made a gross face and Sam looked at me strangely. "Ew Casey. That's gross." I was about to defend my treat, when Derek cut in. "No it's not. I do the exact same thing, though, I don't know how good it tastes with strawberry." He held up his own chocolate covered frie. I smiled at him. Sam shook his head. "You guys are weird." I stuck my tongue out at him. He crossed his eyes and I threw a french frie at him. About 10 minutes later I heard the bell above the door jingle. I looked up and my smile disappeared. There was Justin. he looked around and then saw me. He looked surprised to see me and starting walking over. I started shaking as I got up and grabbed my bag.
"CASEY!" He pulled on my wrists and I turned around yanking my wrist away. "What're you following me?!" I snapped. He shook his head. "No. I came to pick up some food. can we talk outside?" He asked quietly. I shook my head. "No! I don't even want to talk to you again in my life." I made a disgusted face at him. "But Case-" I didn't hear the rest because I ran out the door. Soon I heard the rest behind me as I ran to the car. We all got in, no one saying a word. I silently fumed in the backseat with Derek. I mumbled a 'see ya' as I got out the car and up the drive-way. When I walked inside I saw mom and George sitting on the couch. Mom looked like she had been crying and George was next to her rubbing her back. My stomached turned. This didn't look good. mom looked up at me, and she gave me an apologetic look. Definetly not good. "What's going on?" I asked quietly. I felt Derek standing behind me. My mom heavily sighed."Casey, honey, your father demanded time to see you girls. And, well, the judge granted him custody for 48-hours. You're staying with him for the weekend." My heart stopped. This cannot be happening. This COULD NOT be happening. I had to spend the weekend with the man that haunted my worst nightmares?! What kind of sick joke was this? I started to shake my head, my body shaking as well. I turned to run, but Derek held me. I try to get away, but I finally gave up as I let out one loud scream.
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YAY! UPDATE! Please tell me what you think. I'm so unsre with my writing.
-erica _________________
I don't think our house has ever been this tense or separated. Casey and Lizzie didn't come down for dinner. Nora was in the basement, along with my dad. Me and Ed didn't really feel like eating, and Smarti, poor Smarti, didn't even know what was going on as my mom came and picked her up for the weekend. Edwin went straight to Lizzie's room. I heard some yelling, but after it turned into crying. I sat in my room trying to find a way to get them out of this situation. If only the judge knew what horrible things that man was capable of.
Why do I care so much anyway? Because you really DO care about her. Yeah. That's it. My over protective brotherly instincts are kicking in for Lizzie and Casey. You know that's a lie. Well atleast the part about Casey. I shook my head. I can't have this conversation with myself right now. After arguing with myself for about 5 minutes, I got up and walked to Casey's room. Her angry chick music was playing. I sighed and tried to open her door. Locked. Of all the upsetting moments she's had, she now decided to use her lock? I knocked on the door, but got no answer. "Come one Case. Open up!" A few moments later, the door clicked and Casey opened the door. Her eyes were pink and puffy from crying. "What?" she asked a bit coldly. I pushed my way through the door and closed it. She sat down on the bed and I sat next to her.
"Case-" I started, but before I coud say anything, Casey broke down in tears. She literally threw her arms around me and started to cry on my shoulder. I didn't know what to do. I hate crying. I could barely handle Smarti crying, but Casey? That gave me a whole different gut twisting feeling I didn't even understand. "Why?" she whimpered into my shoulder. I shuddered at how vulnerable she sounded. I wasn't used to this Casey. I didn't like this Casey. It wasn't my Casey.
I slowly put my arms around her. It was getting easier for me to comfort her, even though it still made me feel weird. "Come on Case. You can get through this. You're Casey. If it gets bad, annoy him with your super keener ways." My attempt at humor didn't go over so well. She began to cry even more. I began to stroke her hair. "Don't cry Case. He's not worth your tears." That made her stop a little bit. After awhile, she got down to just sniffles. She picked up her head and looked at me. She then shot up off the bet and ran to the tissues. "Oh sorry Derek! Your shirt's all ruined with mascara and tears." I stood up and stopped her from smearing it even more on my shirt with her pink tissues. "Don't worry about it." I tried to smirk at her to hide what I was really feeling. How worried I really felt. How much I didn't want her staying with him. How much I really did care. All of a sudden she walked toward me and hugged me. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her closer, hugging her back. "Thanks Derek." she said calmly. I back up a little, my arms still around her waist, and gave her a look. "For what?" She shook her head and hugged me again. "For being here for me these last couple of weeks. If someone would've told me that Derek Venturi would be helping me through all this, I would've laughed in their face and set them straight." I pulled away and scoffed, putting my hand over my heart. "Casey Mcdonald, I am hurt." She gave me a small smile. I slightly smiled at her.
Her hands were on my arms and my hands were still on her waist. We were looking into eachother's eyes, and I just couldn't look away. A weird mix of feelings came rushing to my stomach, my head, my heart. "Ahem." Casey and I jumped apart. Nora was standing in the doorway, looking at us.
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"He's here Casey." she said quietly. I nodded and turned to grab my stuff. Mom was already gone when I turned back around. I gave Derek one last look before walking out of my room. I slowly made my way downstairs. Lizzie was standing by the door with Edwin. He was quietly comforting her, I could tell. Lizzie just stood there with a blank face. It scared me that she was showing no emotion. I gave my mom and George a long hug each, then gave Edwin a hug too. Lizzie walked out of the door after saying her goodbyes. I followed behind her, dreading this more than anything. Halfway there, on the lawn, I felt someone pull my arm. I turned to see Derek standing there, breathing hard. He grabbed my hand and put a cell phone in my palm. His fingertips lightly grazed mine. He pulled me into a hug. "Call me if you need anything, Case." He whispered in my ear. I struggled not to shiver. I nodded and turned back to walk the rest of the way to the car.
After putting my stuff in the trunk, I got in the backseat with Liz. I watched my family as we pulled away. I then looked at Derek. I watched him until we turned the corner and he was out of sight. I wiped away the few tears I let escape as we continued to drive. It was a cold drive. The December night felt dark and horrible as we drove in silence, the only sound coming from the old Aerosmith song playing from the radio. Lizzie wouldn't look at me. She just stared out the window. I decided to have a talk with Lizzie when we got to whatever hell we were going to.
We finally stopped after driving for about 15 minutes. It was a small house with a red door and gray roof. One of the hinges on the window shutter was broken, so it was half hanging off the window. There was no grass, just dirt, in the front yard. The address numbers read 6776, but the last 6 was broken, so it hung down like a 9. I sighed as I opened the car door and walked to the back of the car. I got my stuff out and helped Liz with hers. We slowly followed Justin inside. It smelled like cigarettes and the whole place gave you a cold feeling, unlike the warm, cozy feeling a house is suppose to give you. Justin turned and smiled at us.
"Well Lizzie's bedroom is down the hall, first bedroom to the right, Casey's is to the left, and mine is straight down the hall." He smiled again. I glared at him. "If you don't mind, me and Liz are going to sleep in the same room. Thanks. I knew you'd understand." I grabbed Lizzie's hand and dragged her to the room on the right, not giving him a chance to answer. I slammed the door shut and locked it. I looked in the room. It was a pale yellow color. There was a bed, just big enough for me and Lizzie. There was also a desk. I threw my stuff down in the corner. Lizzie just stood there looking at nothing. I sat down on the bed and looked at her. "Liz. Come here." She looked at me and I saw the tears starting to form. I pulled her closer and she began to cry. I slowly rocked her back and forth, telling her we would make it through this. After awhile she fell asleep. I put her in bed and changed into more comfortable clothes. I turned off the lights and layed down on my side of the bed. The moonlight was coming through the window. I sat there for a few hours. I sighed. I looked over at the clock, 2 AM. I quietly got up and sat down on the floor in the corner. I reached into my bag and pulled out the cell phone. After dialing the familiar number, I waited for him to pick up. I could imagine him sleepily answering the phone, his hair going in every direction possible.
"Casey! What's wrong? Are you okay?" he sounded frantic and worried. He also sounded wide awake. "Hey. Nothing. We're okay. I just... I couldn't get to sleep and I needed someone to talk to." I looked over at Lizzie. She looked tense. Like she truly wasn't in a comfortable sleep. "Okay. I can do that." I heard him shuffle a bit over the phone. "So Casey... ugliest guy you've ever dated?" I slightly smiled. He was trying to get my mind off things, and I silently thanked him for that.
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WOO-HOO! UPDATED that's what no internet will do to you. inspire you to write. haha. R&R
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