Derek's POW
Crash.
"What the hell is she doing?" I asked Nora.
"I don't know Derek. Let her be" said Nora calmly.
What is wrong with this house? Casey's going mad and they don't notice it. From quite some time there is a sound of breaking glass coming from Casey's room. After Truman cheated on her she's got quite odd. She don't want to eat or talk. And she become aggressive. Everyone act like they don't care. And here I should be the one that don't care. She is driving me mad with her loud depression.
Next crash.
Ok, I had enough. I got off the sofa and walked up the stairs.
"Casey, stop!" I said not opening the door.
"Fuck off, Derek. I'm busy!" she said followed by a crash.
I opened the door, pissed. I wasn't really surprised seeing shattered glass all over the floor. But I didn't except THAT look on Casey face. I though she would be crying out loud calling the name of her loved one or some rubbish like that. But she didn't. She didn't have any emotions on her face. Her eyes were totally blank.
"Get out!" she didn't even look at me. But she did threaten me with the glass. I though she wouldn't dare to injure me. I was wrong. She tossed the glass in my direction. It landed just an inch from me with a loud crashing sound. Some pieces of it dug in my bare hand. I showed her my bleeding hand, shocked. She didn't even blink. Instead she took new glass and said;
"Get out, Derek. I won't miss this time"
She didn't have to say this twice. I stomped out of her room quickly. What a monster she became because of this one guy.
I decided to call someone who knew her whole better then me. Emily.
But after I called her, it become obvious that no one could help Casey. So I made it my challenge. She was dangerous and someone had to make her stop.