Hey, everyone! I'm revising all of my stories and lucky for you, Life With Derek is playing on the TV next to me. I had originally planned for this story to be a long one-shot, then it was going to be a two shot, then a romance-less story, and now, I have a story in my head with a sequel.
Note: Since this is the revised version, there will be changed, moved, added, or deleted lines or scenes. Hope that you all like it! .
Disclaimer: If I owned it would I be writing this? Seriously.
Life With Derek: Enemies
Chapter 1
One Week Left
Venturi/MacDonald House
"Smerek!"
"Smarti!" Derek called back as his little sister ran into his arms. Laughing, Derek lifted Marti into his arms and over his shoulder as if she were a sack of potatoes. Dropping her onto the cushions of the aging couch, he began to tickle her, letting out a small chuckle of his own as her childish laughter bounced off the walls of the living room.
"Derek, you're going to hurt her doing that one day," Casey said, glaring at her stepbrother.
"Yeah, yeah," Derek said, nodding. In all honesty, he wasn't really paying attention.
"Idiot," Casey mumbled, walking into the kitchen
"Casey!"
"Yeah, Marti?" Casey called back.
"I'm cold!" Marti complained.
"Mind turning up the heat, Case? This isn't Alaska!" Derek yelled.
Casey rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever." Walking over to the thermostat, she turned it up a few notches.
"I'm still cold!" Marti whined.
"Give it a few minutes, Smarti," Derek said as his sister climbed into his lap.
Cuddling into her brother's warm chest, Marti looked up at Derek, her eyes shining in excitement. "Smerek, how much longer until Christmas?"
"One week," Derek said. "You know how long that is?"
Marti bit her lip softly, thinking. "Um…seven days!" she exclaimed after a moment.
"You got it," Derek said, smiling at his sister as he poked softly in the side.
"Can I open my gifts now?" Marti asked, giving her brother her best pleading look.
"No," Derek said, shaking his head a little. "If you open them now, you won't have anything to open on Christmas morning."
"What about the ones from Santa?" Marti questioned, tilting her head.
"Don't you know his rule?" Derek asked, in mock shock.
"No," Marti said, shaking her head. "What is it?"
"If you open your gifts before Christmas, you get put on the Naughty List. And you know those kids get coal, right?"
"Right!" Marti chirped.
Leaning against the doorway, Casey watched as Derek interacted with his little sister. Maybe he's not so bad, she thought, smiling a little.
"Hey, Klutzilla!"
Or maybe I was wrong. Glaring at Derek, Casey walked up behind him and hit him on the head. "Will you quit it?"
"Why?" Derek asked. "If I stop, I can't annoy you."
Casey glared at Derek. "Is that all you live for?"
"Pretty much, yeah," Derek said as Marti silently slid off his lap and ran up the stairs calling for Edwin. Looking up at Casey, he rolled his eyes. "Well, look at that. Klutzilla made Marti run away."
"Oh, shut up," Casey said, glaring. "Your mom must have really gotten sick of you. You act so immature."
Standing up quickly, Derek glared at Casey. "Don't mention my mother," he said, anger beginning to coat his voice.
"Why not? You the reason she left?" Casey asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You don't know a thing about her," Derek said, towering over Casey. He was a good three inches taller than her. "I don't mention your father, so I don't even want to hear you bring my mother up."
"You probably haven't brought him up, because it isn't low enough for you," Casey said bitterly. "Do you want to know why he's gone? He decided he'd rather be with my third grade teacher."
"Well, I'm sorry about that," Derek said insincerely. He was too angry to care. "You want to know the reason I haven't brought your dad up? It's because your dad is your business just like my mom is mine."
"Well you are my brother now, so it kind of is my business," Casey said. "Besides, I told you about my dad."
"Step," Derek said softly.
"What?"
"You're my stepsister. I don't have to tell you a thing. Besides, I never asked to know about your dad. You volunteered that information," Derek bit out.
"Fine," Casey said, mentally kicking herself for telling him. Falling onto the couch, she turned on the TV. "Just go away."
"Don't have to tell me twice," Derek said, grabbing his coat and walking out the door.
Watching as her favorite TV show began she sighed. What did happen to his mom?
TBC
Anime Girl23: And Chapter One Revised is finished! Go me! Ha-ha. My Zoey 101 story took me two hours per chapter. This took me...like forty-five minutes.
Derek: Yeah, yeah. Just get on with it.
Anime Girl23: Oh, don't be mean! Anyways, I'll get to work on revising chapter two. So go press the button that says "GO" and leave a review!
Until next time!