When I say I have NO idea where this came from...Trust me!
I am starting to like it even if I have no idea what to do!
But Morgan needs love too!
I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS
I do own Kasey, and Annabella
Thank you so much again! :D
Peace and Love.
!Hattress!
It all pretty much started with a text. It started with a call, which I gladly didn't answer, then a text. After that I knew I had to see what the girl wanted.
"Red, I'm high plz come gt me." These are the kinds of texts that make my Sunday nights so much better. Silently I curse my roommate and threw my phone on my bed hearing the small thump. I knew I couldn't leave her wherever she was, but I hated being the person to always go and get her. Couldn't she get herself out of her own mess for at least one day and give me a break?
The phone vibrated again, and I wanted to scream but that time I actually did pick it up. On the other end was probably the most fucked up I have ever heard her in quite some time, mixed with the blasting music.
"Red, pleasse I need you…" she then trailed off into some kind of tangent that I couldn't understand.
"Kasey come back to earth where are you?"
"Red, just come get me." She was sounding desperate, and that she never is.
"Well, I would love to get you but I am not reading your mind so you have to tell me."
I heard her laugh on the other side and shuffling of the phone. This girl is going to be the death of me. First she hauls me off to New York City because she wants to "make it big" in the fashion industry and I follow cause I have nothing else better to do. Slowly and surly I am loosing my patience with this girl, but a man's voice comes into my ear instead.
"I don't know who this is but your friend is about to get seriously hurt if she doesn't leave." The voice was low, almost a grumble.
"Sir, I would unfortunately love to get her, but I have no idea where she is. "
"In front of McDonalds on 138th and Broadway." He spat and hung up.
My best friend was up in Harlem. I had to get into my car and drive all the way up to Harlem. At the end of the night I deserve a metal for this, or some place in some kind of heaven.
The whole time in the car all I could think about was her voice. She sounded so desperate, which made me think of the time she was in the hospital for alcohol poisoning. Once on 138th I parked the car right up by the college and walked all the way down the hill till I reached the place. Upon walking in I saw my little black haired friend slumped over one of the tables.
This guy just left her here alone? I can't believe he would just drop her off like that. Kasey looked up with a goofy grin on her face, but when she opened her mouth two teeth were missing on the side. I tried to hold in my laugh as I walked up and sat down in the seat in front of her.
"Did you eat?" I asked.
"Mhm, yeah and threw it up, so now I am hungry again…" she sighed and rested her chin on her hand. This was the typical girl that I grew up with.
"Wait, you have no money how did you eat?"
"I fed her." A low voice startled me.
Slowly I turned my head to see a giant, sexy looking chocolate man. I guess he didn't leave her then. I do give him props for feeding her though cause I know I wouldn't have been able to deal with the vomit. It's gross and even though we all do it, that doesn't mean that I would like to have my arms up in it.
"Um, thank you. You didn't have to, I muttered. My face felt hot and it was as probably as deep red as my hair.
"Yeah, well when a pretty girl is in distress I have to step in." he chuckles and it is so smooth when he does, "I'm Derek by the way, Derek Morgan." He gives me his hand to shake.
"I'm Annabella." I stammered as I grabbed his hand. Why in Gods name did I give him my real name? It makes me sound like the little rich girl that I am. I don't think I could have felt anymore embarrassed.
"Ha, Red you actually told him your real name!" Kasey laughed out loud and pointed to me.
"Well, Derek thank you so much for helping my friend here, I think we need to go." I walk over to Kasey and grabbed her from the chair, making her tumble.
"You don't like your name?" Derek chuckles as he walked over to us and helped steady Kasey.
Kasey looked up at him with giant blue doe eyes and snorts as she laughs at the question. I pressed my lips into a thin line and grab one arm as he had the other. Derek looks at both of us with curious stare.
"Red, here is the heiress to a very popular high fancy hotel spa place down back at home, and not only that but her grandfather was a wealthy plantation owner."
"Kasey!" I growled, and pulled her hair from the back, "You didn't need to know that I am so sorry for this girl."
"I didn't notice the southern accent before, but now it is coming out." He teased me.
I hate my accent. I think it is the worst thing on the planet hence another reason why I thought coming to New York was a great idea.
"Yeah, it's cute but she hates it, but that's my Annabella for ya!" Kasey hic-ups and her legs give out and I could feel myself falling onto the hard ground.
"You are killing me Kase…" I mutter as I lay face up.
Next thing I know Derek's hands grabbed both Kasey and me by the arms and pulled us up. I shook my head and held onto the girl next to me harder,
"You are a pain in the ass you know that right?" I said,
"Yeah, but I'll always be your Kasey Bear." She giggled and pulled out from my grip only to cling onto Derek.
Finally we got back to my car with only mild bumps and bruises. Derek held onto Kasey as I fished through my bag for my keys. The big man got her in the front seat and whispered something in her ear only to shake her hand,
"It was really nice meeting you Annabella." He chuckled at the end when he said my name.
"Yeah, you too Derek Morgan." I smirked.
He smiled back at me and tapped the top of my car once before he left. I looked over at Kasey who was knocked out by the time I hit the highway. I don't understand how she does it, but she certainly got me into something I knew I couldn't get out of.