Hello again! It's been awhile since I've written a story but here I present another Demily story. I know many people out there must hate me for writing this, but then again I'm sure there are a couple people who wouldn't mind my story. So without further ado, I give to you "Moving Back."

Disclaimer: Don't we all wish we could own something as awesome as Life With Derek?


Chapter One – Back in Town

Emily peered out through the window and she breathed in the sight of good ol' Canada. She had been gone for two years and her heart ached to be back here, but more specifically it ached for Derek. Two years ago, Emily's grandma suffered a severe stroke and her parents had so quickly decided to move to New Mexico to take care of her. Emily was angry at her parents' dismissal of her own feelings and her life, but she was helpless. More so, she was heartbroken to be leaving behind Derek Venturi. After a lifetime of pining for the boy-next-door, he finally came around and was finally hers and now had to leave him and all she knew behind.

"Emily, dear, we're home!" Emily's mom had exclaimed. Emily was so lost in thought she didn't even notice that the car stopped, but as she looked out the window there was home. Her home since childhood full of memories that she was glad to have back, but more importantly was the house next door to it and who could be inside that very moment.

"Emily, come on, I know you wanna see all your friends so hurry up." Emily's mom called out once again.

Emily immediately snapped out of her reverie and took up on of her boxes and headed into her house. She walked through her old room and her head instantly filled with memories. Casey and her having sleepovers. Derek coming over to "do homework." Derek coming over to just be with her. Emily sighed as she trudged back down the stairs to gather another box.

Just as she was heading towards her front door, she heard giggling coming from next door. Immediately her senses perked up because she wasn't sure if it was Casey or Lizzie or Marti or a new girl. Derek's new girl. The thought hit her like a truck and she immediately felt winded but she hid behind a bush and took a quick peak. Sure enough it was some new girl. Derek was holding this girl's hand as they headed inside his house and Emily watched as the door slowly closed behind them.

What was she hoping for? That after two years he would be waiting for her and holding off on other girls. She knew Derek well enough to know that the boy couldn't last two days without a girl in his life let alone two years. She really thought he had changed once they got together. Apparently not. A lone tear slid down Emily's cheek, but she swiftly wiped it away and slowly made her way into her room.

Emily began unpacking all her boxes when her phone abruptly started to ring.

"Hello?"

"OH MY GOSH EM! You are finally back, like I knew you were gonna be. So how was the trip over? Are you okay? We need to catch up because two years without you here seemed like an eternity."

Emily knew that crazy, upbeat behavior anywhere. It was none other than her best friend and Derek's stepsister, Casey McDonald.

"Hey Case. I'm just finally glad to be here and not down in New Mexico. That place was just so beyond boring. I feel a little tired, but I wanted to try and unpack as much as I could." Emily replied wearily.

"Oh totally, you should get some rest and maybe we can hang out tomorrow or something. I also had some things I wanted to tell you before you got back into the groove of things around here." Casey said with a certain undertone in her voice. Emily knew it had to do with Derek and frankly she wasn't sure she could handle anything anymore.

"Yeah, sure Case. Just call me tomorrow or something." Emily said sounding extremely tired.

"Alright Em, get some rest and see you tomorrow." Casey said before she hung up.

Emily got back to unpacking when she picked up a picture at the bottom of one of her boxes. It was a picture of her and Derek at Winter Formal and the people in that picture looked so happy. Emily realized this couldn't be true anymore and once again a lone tear slid down her cheek only to be joined by a cascade of tears as she sobbed herself to sleep.


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