A/N This is so completely thrown together. I think it's a drabble... I think. lol
Derek's there... He's always there... But sometimes, sometimes it's not enough. I don't know...
He's a good guy - in a way.
I don't mind that we fight, I really don't. I know I might seem like I do, but I don't.
I care about him...
- for some reason.
I mean, he's my stepbrother. Obviously, I'm suppose to care about him - but I think I care about him for a much, much bigger reason than that.
I came to the conclusion, at approximately 7:35 this morning, that I might...
Alright, this isn't very easy to type out...
Casey's in my life... She'll always be in my life... and, well, that doesn't really bother me.
She's alright, I guess.
I mean, I don't really care about the arguments we get into... Actually, to be honest, I kind of like arguing with her...
- I have no fucking clue why I do, though.
Yeah, she's my stepsister. It's like mandatory that I care about her in some way... Right?
Damn it...
Why is this so fucking hard to write out?
Derek is disgusting. His whole character is flawed... Right down to the flipping shoes he wears.
Those horrid, nasty things. I keep telling him to throw them out and buy a new pair, but does he listen to me? No, of course not.
"These shoes have been in my family for decades - just like my old, smelly recliner. I never getting rid of them!"
And don't even get me started with his eating habits.
He'll literally eat an entire bag of potato chips in one sitting. I don't know how he manages to stay in shape with a diet like that.
Derek is also a womanizer. He dates countless bimbos, then he has the nerve to bring them over to our apartment - as if I won't mind!
Casey is princess... And that's putting it mildly.
First of all, she takes forever to order something when we go out to eat (which is rarely).
"Hm, I think I'll have the chicken ceasar salad... But could you please put the chicken on the side and cut them up into tiny bite sized pieces? Oh, and I want low fat dressing, not the regular."
And I know this might seem hard to believe, but Casey is a total flirt.
But not the good kind. No, no, no, no... I'm talking about the kind who pretends like she isn't flirting just to confuse the living fuck out of you.
With that aside, I must say there's something extremely likable about him...
And that infuriates me to no end.
Because Derek isn't likable. He's not.
But somehow he always finds a way to make me smile just when I'm about to slam the door in his face or punch him in the arm.
I hate that.
Casey's not that bad though.
I don't know why, but she just isn't.
Like she can just look at me, and suddenly I'm not mad at her anymore.
It pisses me off.
But I can't help it.
Derek's... Charming.
Casey's...
Well, she's likable.
There, I finally typed it out.
God, this looks so cheesy on paper.
I think I'm going to just backspace this whole entire thing
Fuck, why can't I throw it out.
Come on, Casey, just hit that cute little backspace button and do it!
Use your eraser. That's what it's there for.
This is so ridiculous!
I feel like an idiot.
I guess this is it.
Time to face the facts, Derek.
I fell for my stepsibling.
