The Mcdonald/Venturi household had been unnaturally quiet for the past three years. At first the main reason was that Derek and Casey had somehow stopped fighting. But after that last fight … who could blame them?
'This has to be the worst fight we have ever had' Derek thought as a glass vase flew past his head missing him by millimeters. The vase smashed against the wall; glass and water flew everywhere. "That was glass!" he shrieked in disbelief. 'I've gotten her mad before but she's never thrown glass at me'.
"I don't care" was Casey's reply. She had no idea why she was so upset. Could it have been the fact that she and Sam had gotten back together two weeks ago and he hadn't looked at or spoken to her since? Derek had to be behind this! He had always had a problem with Casey dating his friends. Panting heavily she said "I was minding my damn business watching TV until you came in here on the phone and stole the remote!"
Derek just stood there stunned. ' She just threw a glass vase at me because I stole the REMOTE? What's wrong with her?' then Derek understood. "What's the matter Case?" he asked mockingly with a smirk on his face, "are you sad that Sammy-boy hasn't talked to you in two weeks?" at this Casey faltered. "I wonder why that is," he continued noticing that with every word he spoke she was becoming visibly more upset. "Could it be that he really didn't want to get back with you? You know I was just talking to him on the phone and he said that it was a mistake to get back with you 'cuz you're such a control freak, and no one in their right mind would want to d-" Derek was suddenly cut off by the sight of another vase flying towards him. He tried to get out of the way but this time he wasn't so lucky.
Casey had thrown the vase in hopes that he would shut up. She never intended the vase to hit him in the head and knock him out. "Oh my God! Oh my God, Oh my God, please be okay, please be okay" Derek wasn't moving and there was blood cascading from his head where pieces of glass penetrated his scalp. "Derek?" she asked faintly "please don't die". She took out her cell phone and called 911.
By the time the ambulance arrived so did the rest of the family. "What the hell happened?" asked George as he saw his oldest son on the stretcher being rushed to the hospital. Casey explained everything on the way to the hospital. They sat there for two hours until the doctor came.
"Mr. Venturi?" asked a tall woman with brown hair and green eyes. She was average height but her heels made her look taller.
"Yes," said George.
"Mr. Venturi we have stabilized your son, he has lost a lot of blood but he will be okay."
"Can we see him?" asked Edwin hopefully.
"No. Sorry you can't, however he has requested to see a Casey McDonald. Is she here?"
"I'm Casey McDonald" Casey said shakily. The doctor motioned for Casey to follow and she did. ' I wonder why he wants to see me? He probably wants to kill me' she thought as she walked down the long white hallway in silence. When they finally arrived to his room she stood outside the door hesitantly. After three minutes she finally got up the courage to open the door. "Derek? How are you?" she asked as she looked at him with bandages wrapped around his head.
"I've been better," he said weakly. She winced at that. " I wanted to talk to you because…because…" this was going to be harder than he thought. He never had to do this especially to her. "Because I want to…" he exhaled "I want to apologies. What I said earlier- before you threw the second vase at me- was way out of line and I'm sorry"
Casey couldn't believe her ears. She had sent Derek to the hospital bleeding to death and here he was apologizing to her. "Why are you apologizing? I should be the one apologizing. Derek I sent you to the HOSPITAL!"
"Yes. And if I hadn't threatened to blackmail Sam, this whole thing wouldn't have happened." He said matter-of-factly. Noticing her death-glare he quickly said "Look I'll fix it okay? But I think we should agree to stop fighting 'cuz…" he looked around the room then back at her eyes. "Things could have been a lot worse." Then he chuckled and said "And all this over a remote" at this Casey smiled.
"So…" Casey started uncomfortably. "Friends?"
"Friends"
Ever since that day, Casey and Derek had stopped fighting and became friends. They had moved out of their parents' house and into apartments across town. They would hang out five days of the week. They still had the occasional argument but it was all fun and games. Casey and Sam continued to date and Derek was still single, but he seemed to like it that way. His last few girlfriends were too clingy.
It was mid July when Derek decided to stop by Casey's apartment for a visit. He took the elevator to the third floor and walked down the hall until he found room 105B. He knocked three times and waited. She finally came to the door with her hair-soaking wet. Blue eyes met brown and she smiled. "Hey! What are you doing here? Come in"
"Just stopped by for a visit. Are you busy?" he asked, noticing that she was running around her apartment like a chicken with its head cut off.
"Yes actually I am, me and Sam are going on a date in…" she checked her Cell phone " two minutes, and I have to find the right shoes." She said while heading to her closet. Derek thought it appropriate to take this time to raid her refrigerator. He looked in and all he saw was celery, carrots, tofu and lemon-aid. 'Typical Casey' he thought. "Got 'em," she yelled. "I'll be right out, I just need to blow-dry my hair"
Ten minutes latter she came out in a pink v-neck top with long sleeves and a black skirt. Derek thought she looked amazing but he couldn't tell her that. "So, how do I look" she asked while spinning around to show him the whole outfit.
"Good" he said somewhat defeated. She leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, but just then someone knocked and he turned his head to the source of the noise and ended up kissing Casey on the mouth.
She backed up with her hand over her mouth somewhat shocked. "What was that about?" this wasn't the first time that he had tried to kiss her. The first time he had tried was on their Senior Prom night. He had told her that he loved her and Sam was no good. All she did was kiss him on the cheek and try to let him down gently. "Derek, I love you too… but like a brother… I'm in love with Sam. You do understand that, don't you" he said yes, so why had he just tried to kiss her again?
"Sorry" Derek said embarrassed. "I didn't mean to kiss you… I just heard a noise" just then there was another knock on the door.
"That must be Sam" she said flustered. She opened the door and there was Sam, ready to go for their date.
"Hey Case! You ready?" he asked, and then he noticed Derek. "Hey bro see you at hockey practice tomorrow?"
"Huh? Uh yeah sure" he stuttered.
"What's with you?" Sam asked.
"Uh nothing I just-" he was cut off by Casey reminding Sam that they had to leave.
"You can stay as long as you like," she said to Derek "I don't have that much food but help yourself. And when you get ready to leave remember to lock up." She turned to Sam and said "Lets go babe" she waved good-bye to Derek and closed the door behind her.
Derek had watched her leave and immediately went to go to the bathroom. He threw cold water on his face and then started to bang his head against the mirror. "Why did I do that I was so stupid" he screamed. ' I dint mean to kiss her I just moved when I heard someone at the door.' He grabbed a towel to wipe his face, then threw on his trademark smirk and said: "Still it was better than any kiss I've ever had."
So what do you think? it gets better (well according to my friend it does and she's almost never wrong). Please R&R this is my first story