It had been a long night and Casey was not sure she could take it anymore. She rubbed her hands over her stomach and waited with bated breath.
"Oh for god's sake," she muttered as she rolled her neck and watched the clock.
Finally it was time; she went over to the sink and picked up the ticking time bomb. She took a deep breath before she turned it up so she could see the results. When she looked she nearly fainted.
"Oh, this is so not good," she said as she sat down on the bathroom floor and slumped her head against the doorframe.
She dropped the stick on the floor and looked up at the ceiling as though she were looking up at God.
"Why?" she demanded. "Why the hell would you let this happen?"
Then she let out a groan as she held her head in her hands. She started crying then. It had to have been her emotions that were causing her to feel like she was about to lose it. Not to mention that the fact that she had absolutely idea how to deal with it.
The next question that took over her mind was how on earth she would tell him. This would be the last thing that he would expect especially since he didn't really remember the night in question all that clearly—at least as far as she could tell. Nothing in their relationship seemed to have changed. They had their one night that night at the crazy party and now she was going to have to deal with the consequences.
It was late that night when Lizzie found her curled in a ball on the floor.
"Casey," Lizzie said, her voice thick with concern.
She awoke with a start and looked up at her sister.
"What are you doing down on the floor?" she asked.
Casey blinked as she slowly stood up. "I wasn't feeling too good I guess and was having a freak out in my usual style until I was absolutely out of wind and I took a seat and I guess fell asleep."
Lizzie frowned at her but then shrugged. "Well, go to your room and get some sleep," she said.
Casey got up, making sure she kept the pregnancy test from Lizzie's sight and made her way across their loft apartment to her own bedroom.
She lay in the dark for hours, staring at the ceiling, remembering the night that had led to this crazy result.
"Hey Casey, I'm surprised to see you here," Max said. She had just arrived at the club for the frat party for something or other, all she knew was it was a big party.
Casey shrugged. "Well, you'd be surprised about a lot of things then."
He gave her a bright smile. "Oh really."
She smiled. "I think I see someone calling me, have a good night."
She wafted away from Max, and went further into the club for the party. She ran into one of her good girlfriends and they hung out most of the evening, flirting and definitely drinking.
It was later when she was stumbling just a little bit for the bathroom when she felt an arm snake around her waist.
She turned, ready to smack the bastard that decided to lay his hands on her but stopped when she saw who it was.
"What do you want Derek?" she asked, arching a brow.
He looked her over. "Just wondering what you're doing."
She frowned at him. "What is it to you what I'm doing," she stated. "I was on my way to the bathroom before you stopped me."
He smirked. "Really."
She glared at him. "Yes, I was and I intend on going there now," she said as she disentangled herself from his arms.
She went to the bathroom then found herself being caught by Derek again.
She stumbled this time when he grabbed her and ended up falling into his lap.
She giggled then looked up at him and swallowed nervously as she locked gazes with him.
She felt a flutter in her heart as she noticed this dark primal energy in his gaze.
"Casey," Sam said laughing, as he came over to join them.
She blinked suddenly feeling disoriented. She turned to look at Sam who had sat down beside them.
"How are you?" she asked him.
He shrugged but was still grinning.
"So, you having a good time with Derek?"
She laughed. "Yes, well," she said, trying to get up from Derek's lap but found that she was unable to. She wasn't sure if it was her legs that were giving out or Derek keeping her from going.
"Well, its nice to see you out… I'm just surprised you came to a frat club party."
Casey grinned at Sam. "Well, you know, I have been known to go to a few of these things."
Sam smiled. "I guess so."
A song came on that she liked and she bounced up and down on Derek's lap. "Oh oh, I like this song."
"Derek, go take her dancing."
Derek arched a brow at his best friend.
Casey beamed at Derek and he seemed to be a goner and got up and took her to the dance floor.
The song had a good beat and Casey let the notes take over as she rocked her body to the rhythm. She closed her eyes and swayed. Derek watched her while he danced closer and closer to him. He groaned when he felt her graze him.
"What are you doing to me," he muttered under his breath.
She looked up at him, their eyes locking and she felt like she was drowning in his depths. Somehow in those seconds they connected, both physically and deep down emotionally.
Derek had her attached to his waist and they swayed to the music in a hot, passionate fashion. Derek groaned but kept her close and followed her lead as they moved, then leaned down to kiss her neck.
She moaned softly as she tilted her head to allow him to kiss her more.
Derek couldn't believe what he was doing but he knew that there was no way that he could stop. She fit him so perfectly and Casey was responding to him like she was dying of starvation.
He turned her suddenly so they were face to face, attached together at the hip, swaying fiery with the music.
She looked up at him with a deep longing and he couldn't take it anymore and kissed her hard on the mouth and soon she succumbed and they were madly kissing.
When they came up for air, a couple songs had passed and they could feel their hearts pounding in their chests.
"Let's get out of here," she whispered.
He nodded.
"My place is better," he whispered as he kissed up her neck again.
Next thing she knew, she was in a cab, making out with Derek on the way to his apartment. He got them up to his apartment amidst their giggling, and eager hands.
He left her in the living room with a drink as he went to his room to make sure that it was somewhat decent.
Then he joined her back in the living room, starting to kiss her neck and running his hands all over her body.
She moaned softly then turned to meet him with a more passionate kiss.
Slowly he guided her to his room where he guided her to his bed.
She laughed as they crashed onto the bed. He smirked as she looked up at him expectantly.
He then leaned down and kissed her hard as he pulled her shirt over her head and she started to pull off his belt then his pants.
Soon all their clothes were off and she was laughing as he was gently grazing her sides, creating a tickling sensation down her sides.
She looked up at him with a deep passion rooted in her depths.
He felt a primal urge take over him and he entered her and they were caught up in the flurry of passion.
They came together and then fell asleep together in each other's arms.
Casey turned over and punched her pillow.
She had never felt anything like that night that she had shared with Derek. And no one knew about it. Only Sam did. When she had gotten up the next morning, Derek was still sleeping. She felt pretty sure that Derek would kick her out once they woke up to reality so she had grabbed her clothes, changed then tried to quietly sneak out of the apartment.
Only she ran into Sam who was sitting in the kitchen on the counter, drinking his coffee and reading the sports section. He had grinned at her and tried to invite her to breakfast and found herself sitting down and confessing her fears that she now would be just another notch when she had feelings for Derek that she had not been able to shake since high school.
Sam had not been able to convince her to stay and she had come home to her apartment she shared with Lizzie and Emily.
Now as she laid and stared at the ceiling… she was going to have to find a way to tell Derek that she was now pregnant from their memorable night.
She and Derek had been too busy to see each other since that night. Derek was still hurt that Casey had run out and Casey felt like she was right since Derek hadn't come after her.
When she got up the next day, she would have to call him and see him. She knew she wouldn't be able to put it off.
So, let me know what you think… so please review… I don't know if I should continue which means I need to hear your thoughts on the story or maybe some ideas…
