This is the sequel to 'The Rest Of This Mess'. This story will be ten years later, and will focus on new problems, while trying to patch up some old ones. Some old 'habits' will come back, and Casey and Derek will have to deal with people from the past, Their still disapproving families, and raising a teenager daughter who is dating a bad influence. Also, their having trouble hiding the past from the kids, and it really doesn't help that Jamie is starting to follow in Derek's old footsteps.
I Still Don't Own Life With Derek...
-- TEN YEARS LATER --
"DAD!" 15-year-old Jamie screamed from the top of the steps. She waited until she heard her father heavily sigh, and throw back an annoyed "What?" From his spot on the couch, in front of the TV, which was playing the most important hockey game of the season.
"Payton just hung up the phone on Todd!" She yelled, stomping down the steps, and getting louder as she got closer to the bottom. It made her even more mad when she saw that her father's eyes were still glued to the TV.
"Good..." He said, shifting a little and clearing his throat. 'I hate that kid.' He said under his breath, but nowhere near loud enough for Jamie to hear him, he would then get a 20 minute speech about how, just because he's 16, and has 2 tattoo's, hes really not a bad guy.
"Good!?" She repeated, much louder than Derek. "Where's mom!? I'll go talk to her! She actually cares about my problems!" She yelled as she stomped into the kitchen, her footsteps still able to be heard by China.
"Yes, Jamie?" Casey asked, before Jamie even opened her mouth. She already heard her complaining to Derek.
Casey sat neatly at the kitchen table, trying to finish a book she started almost a year ago. "Payton hung up the phone on Todd!" She said, plopping down in the chair next to her, causing Casey to drop the book, and loose her page, for the second time today, and the fifteenth time this month. She sadly sighed and looked up into Jamie's big, almost tear-filled, eyes. "How did he manage to do that?" She asked as she rubbed the back of her neck, and held her eyes shut tight.
"I had to pee, so I left the phone in my room. I guess the little ass snuck in and hung it up." Jamie said, anger filling each word.
"First off, watch your mouth. Second, your brother is 9, that's normal stuff that 9-year-olds do. Even if I told him to stop, he would keep doing things like that," She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Just let him be a kid." Casey said. She was obviously tired, and drained, but that didn't stop Jamie's bitching.
"So, what!? That's it!? Hes just going to get off with nothing!?" Jamie yelled, throwing her arms in the air, and over reacting, like normal.
Derek walked into the room, right behind Payton. Payton's big blue eyes were filled with amusement, and his smirk, which was almost identical to Derek's, was going ear-to-ear.
"I swear, shes going to be an actress, we should get her lessons." Payton said to his father. He didn't mean for Jamie to hear, but the dirty look on her face told him that she did.
"She doesn't even need them! We should just sign her up for a movie right now." Derek said, pouring orange juice into a small glass.
Jamie couldn't help but laugh.
"Sure, you laugh at him, but when I do something funny, you make sure the whole block knows about it." Payton said, letting his head fall back and his long brown hair to fall off of his face, and out of his eyes.
"Because dad, unlike you, is a funny person." Jamie shot back, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. "So, are you going to do something or not?" Jamie asked, looking back and fourth from Derek and Casey.
"Okay, Payton, you cant go outside today or tomorrow." Derek said from his spot at the counter.
"What!? That's not fair! Kira just got back from vacation!" Payton yelled, holding out his arms and looking outraged.
"Who is Kira?" Derek and Casey both asked at the same time, concern filling both of their voices.
"The girl I like... And she likes me back." Payton said smoothly, shrugging, and making old thoughts of Derek run through Casey's head.
"Kira is 14, you dork." Jamie said coldly.
"What ever, she still wants me." He said, causing Jamie to roll her eyes, Casey's jaw to drop, and Derek to be nothing but proud.
"She does not." Jamie said with a disgusted face.
"Yea-uh. She told me I was cute." He said, it was obvious he was going to be just like Derek, this is what Casey feared the most.
"Yea... Like... Baby turtle cute!?" Jamie shot back, searching hard for the right words. Her disgusted face was getting even more tense. Casey raised an eyebrow and looked in her direction. "Baby turtle cute?" Casey repeated, confused, she really didn't understand her daughter at times.
"You know, like, puppies, babies..." She slowly turned her head to Payton, who was now sitting next to Derek at the island. "Losers..." She said in more of a whisper.
"How did you turn out to be so mean? You used to be such a sweet heart." Derek said, taking a sip of his orange juice.
"What ever," She shrugged it off, and turned to Casey. "I need a job." She said, going to a whole other topic. "I need money, plus it gets me out of this house." She said, staring down her her shoes.
Derek chuckled and shook his head. "Yea, you do need a job. You're so mean, its like... You should pay to be around us." He teased. "45 dollars a month." Derek said, still messing with her. She always had such an attitude and Derek loved pushing every single one of her buttons. She just rolled her eyes, and went back to the subject.
"I was thinking I could work at daycare center, or something." She said, taking a grape from the bowl sitting in front of Casey.
"I feel bad for those kids." Payton whispered, and Derek nodded his head.
"No, you need a good job, something that you like, and something that will look good on your papers." Derek said, wanting the best for his daughter.
She chuckled and sighed. "This coming from the 33-year-old who works at Wal-Mart." She said under her breath. Derek's smile immediately fell, and Casey tried so hard no to laugh.
"Okay, I had enough of your bitchiness. Go up to your room and come back down when your 50." Derek said, sternly, pointing to the steps. She let out a small laugh and started to walk out of the room, but before she left, Derek yelled back to her.
"And for your infermation, Wal-Mart is a very good carrer path to choose!" He yelled, causing Casey to lose it and completely burst out laughing.
"Why does she hate me so much!?" He asked to no one, really, but he wanted an answer.
"Oh, babe, she doesn't hate you. She's a teenager, they are all like that." Casey said, popping a grape into her mouth.
"You were never like that." Derek fought back.
"Well, I never really had come backs as good as hers." Casey said with a teasing smile.