Hey guy's this is my second fan fiction of Life With Derek. I really hope you like it. Hahahaha an idiot told me it's the end of the world today.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Chapter 1: The unforgivable fight

Casey's POV

I was getting ready for my date with Truman, when Derek came in.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Why are you with this loser?" Derek asked, what a stupid question.

"Because I love him, I already told you this." I said.

"You may love him, but he doesn't love you." Derek said.

"What are you talking about?" I snapped.

"I saw him cheating on you with Kendra." Derek said.

"NO YOUR LIEING, KENDRA'S WITH SAM!" I yelled.

"No Casey if I was lying I would say Truman's not cheating on you." Derek said.

"YOU JACKASS HE'S NOT CHEATING ON ME HE LOVE'S ME." I yelled.

"QUIT BEING A BITCH AND OPEN YOUR EYES, HE DOSEN'T LOVE YOU. TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH NOBODY COULD LOVE AN STUBBON BITCH LIKE YOU." Derek yelled, and I felt tears go down my eyes.

"Casey I'm-" Derek tried so finish but I finished.

"I HATE YOU JERK." I screamed running downstairs. I got in the prince and went to Truman's. I know I'm an hour early before he picks me up, but I don't think he minds if I show up. I drove in his driveway, and I knocked on his door. I saw Truman open the door with lipstick on his cheek.

"Truman?" I asked.

"CASEY!" Truman said sounding shocked.

"Truman why do you have lipstick on your cheek, and neck?" I asked.

"Um." Truman panicked.

"Um, really Truman what's going on?" I asked.

"Truman babe come back to bed." I heard a girl said, and I was shocked.

"THAT'S WHAT'S GOING ON SLEEPING AROUND." I yelled.

"Casey-" Truman tried saying.

"NO WE ARE OVER YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE, AND NOW WERE OVER NO MORE CHANCES." I yelled, and went in the prince and went home. But I couldn't face Derek, not after what I said. So I thought about doing one thing. I thought about running away, somewhere far. I exactly know where I'm going to move to.

"New York here I come." I said in my head. I went home, and went up to my room with no eye contact with my family. I walked up to my room, and started packing. I wrote a note saying I was leaving, and never coming back. After everyone went to sleep, I quietly walked out the door. I went to the bus station, and my last words in Canada were.

"Goodbye."

I know it was going fast, but it's going to slow down in the next chapter.