Casey's Tale
This is going to be a dark Dasey, don't like-don't read. I'm giving everyone a fair warning now: This story is going to feature a dark and twisted Derek, so…ähm yeah, I'll start now.
Chapter 1
Casey POV
Hello my name is Casey McDonald and my mother re-married two years ago. Two years ago I met my new step-family. Two years ago everything began and two years ago my life started going downhill.
Now you're probably thinking : Why? –Oh yeah, because two years ago my biggest nightmare started. Two years ago I met Derek Venturi.
Who is Derek Venturi? –Derek Venturi is my step-brother, on paper but in reality he is so much worse. He is the darkness himself, there is no good in him, oh yeah, except of course his love for his little sister. I marvel at that everytime I see it which is relatively rare. He keeps me away from her, he doesn't want anyone, least of all me to see his good side.
What am I to Derek? –A stepsister he doesn't see as a sister, a stepsister he only sees as property. A stepsister who is nothing to him but his toy, for him to use whenever he wants.
And before I forget: I'm his favourite toy, his favourite plaything because I cant go away, cant run from him. I'm at his disposal for him to take whenever he wants. Why that you ask?
-Because my mom is happy in this family, Lizzy is happy and that little girl Marty is happy to finally have bigger sister's to look up to. How can I destroy their happines only for mine?
-I cant, so I'll stay his toy for them. How this happened?
I'm going to tell you my tale, if you're ready to listen.
