Hey guys. I finally finished my story on my website, so I thought I would come back to fanfiction. This is a new multi-chapter story so I hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek.

All seemed quiet in the McDonald-Venturi home. Maybe because it was two in the morning and everyone was asleep. Well, almost everyone… Infamous Casey McDonald walked in silently as to not wake anyone up. She had a slight limp as the heel of her shoe was broken. Her clothes were tattered at the seams, and her makeup was ruined by the many tear stains down her face. Casey McDonald was a victim tonight. A victim of something so horrible and vile, that she thought it would never happen to her. She limped up the stairs and turned quietly into her room. She quickly gathered her night clothing and ran silently to the bathroom. She stripped out of everything and got into the shower. Fear and regret clouding her thoughts as she wiped the grime off of her body. Tears steady moving down her face. Casey thought she had everything in control. She couldn't have been more wrong after what had happen to her… Soon the water was cold to the touch. She grabbed a towel and dried herself off. She slowly put on her fuzzy pjs and walked over to the sink. She grabbed a razor and slid it slowly over her skin, crimson pouring out of the wound. Casey knew this was her release to all the pain she went through tonight. This was her control, and she absolutely loved it. When she was done, she dabbed at the blood to stop the flow, and quietly washed off the blood on the razor and put the razor back. She limped back to her room and slipped under the covers, hoping the comfort of her sheets would sooth her of all her problems. She was pulled into a troubled sleep…

*Next morning*

Casey woke up with a splitting headache. After what happened last night, all she wanted to do was crawl under a rock, never to be seen again. However, she knew if she stayed in bed, everyone would be suspicious and she couldn't have that. No one could know. She thought and slowly slid out of bed. Thank gosh she didn't have school today. She got her clothes for the day and walked to the bathroom. She was almost there when a flash of auburn hair flew by her and stood at the bathroom door. It was 10:30 in the morning and she knew that everyone was else was up and dressed, but her very own step-brother Derek Venturi. Usually she would get mad and flustered that he stole things from her, however, she was in no mood today and decided to just let him have the bathroom.

"Hey Spacey. As the man of the house, I shall get the bathroom first." He smirked, expecting a comeback. She just looked at him blankly.

"Go on Derek. I don't mind waiting." She told him and Derek looked confused. She never let me win before. He thought and watched her as she sat on the floor by the door.

"Are you alright?" Derek asked, raising his eyebrow in confusion.

"I don't want to talk about it." She muttered, as last night's events flashed back to her. He could never know. No one could.

"Um ok." He agreed. He knew she needed space, and even though he usually never gives her any, he could tell she really didn't want to talk and just left it alone. For now anyway. He walked in the bathroom and closed the door.

As he got ready for the day, he couldn't help, but wonder what was wrong with Casey. Over the years, he actually didn't mind Casey being in his house. He even grew feelings for her. Something he thought he would never do. She was just so special to him, and when she started dating Shawn, he started acting meaner toward her, as he felt jealousy rage in him. Shawn Richards was the newbie in school. He started playing for the soccer team and made captain the first few days he came to the school. Derek really hated the guy, as not only was he popular because of his status as captain, but he's also dating Casey. Casey seemed really happy with him, so he never tried to take that away from her. Even if they didn't go out, Casey would never fall for a guy like him. All she saw an egotistical, skirt-chasing cad. She would never have feelings for him, and he started to accept that. For once, what Derek wanted, he would not be getting. He finally finished up and left the bathroom to see Casey on the floor asleep, or trying to sleep. She had major bags under her eyes, and a troubled look on her face. Behind her long hair, he could see a faint red mark on her neck. He carefully pulled her hair back to see an ugly, bruising love bite. Derek gasped at how big it was and looked at Casey with concern. He quickly ran to his room and put his night clothes in his hamper. He also started to clean off his bed and quickly changed his sheets. He went back in the hallway and Casey was still on the floor with her troubled look. He carefully picked her up, bridal style and she instantly wrapped her arms around him, snuggling up in his firm chest. Derek immediately blushed and carried her to his room, placing her on his bed. He weaved out of her arms and took her day clothing out of her hands. He quickly moved to her room and placed the clothing on her bed. He moved back to his room and saw that she was reaching out her arms, as if she was looking for something. He went over to her and she touched his arm and instantly tried to wrap it around her. Derek moved in closer and gathered her in his arms. He sighed at how great she felt against him. He looked down at her and saw a smile on her face. He knew when she woke up, she would have to explain what was going on with her. Now all he had to do was wait…

A/N: I hope you guys liked that. Pretty intense I know, but I wanted to write something a little bit different for this category. Let me know if you want me to continue the story in a review. I need reviews to write the next chapter. Thanks for reading. Please review. Tomboy22.