Safer Not to Fall
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Summary: I remember the first time I fell in love. DASEY. Derek's POV.
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I remember the first time I fell in love. She was different than all the other girls. She didn't swoon and fall at my feet or fall for it when I tried to impress her. She could see right through me, see what I really wanted and what I was really like. I think that's why I actually started to fall in love with her and not just think of her as some hot chick. But she wouldn't believe me when I told her that I wanted to be with her. I stopped going out with other girls, just to show her how serious I was about her. I think it worked, because one day, without warning, she said yes.
I was so happy when she did. We talked every night and hung out together all the time at school. In the morning I would hang out with her and her friends, and at lunch she would sit with me and my friends. I know it was an odd age to fall in love, and everyone was trying to tell me that it couldn't have been love I was experiencing at such a young age, but it was.
She was my best friend even though we were complete opposites. Watching movies together were hard because she never wanted to watch my kind of movies. She wanted to watch A Walk to Remember and Ever After. I wanted to watch action packed movies like Gone in 60 Seconds. But she had found my spot, and I hadn't found hers. She would just have to lean in closer to me and trail kisses up and down my neck, paying close attention to the spot below my ear and I would give in.
Then, to get back at her, I would make a huge mess with the chips, pretzels, and other snacks sitting on the coffee table. It would drive her crazy. I would just laugh and watch as she cleaned it up. Every once and a while she would snap at me, telling me to help her. But my only reply was to tell her I was perfectly happy with the view from the couch and give her a little smirk. She would turn pink and start cleaning up again, mumbling under her breath.
I remember the cursed Saturday when I got the news that would shatter my world. She was supposed to be spending the day with her mom so I had stayed home. It was around three o clock when I got the phone call from her father telling me Caitlyn had been in an accident. She had dies instantly but her mother was in the hospital, clinging to life. That was one of the only times in my life that I cried.
And then my Dad got married and Casey became my step-sister. She's just like Caitlyn. The way she glares at me, how she hasn't fallen for me like every other girl I know, the type of music she listens to, her straight A's. The list goes on.
It hurts sometimes, because she makes me think of Caitlyn so much. Maybe that's why I enjoy being so cruel to her. She makes me think of old memories that I had buried away to keep them hidden. She's bringing up old feelings too. Feelings I never wanted to have again and never thought I would. It just feels like a betrayal to Caitlyn if I fall in love with someone else. I always thought I would never love anyone again anyway, but Casey's proven that wrong and I hate her for it because she's my step-sister.
Maybe it's safer not to fall in love, at least for me. Because every time I do, it never ends well.