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Ch. 3-Wheel Chair Adventures
Casey's Point Of View
I wake up to voices talking in hush tones. I open my eyes and I'm still in the white room, so it wasn't a dream. My headache is starting to come back, and I'm feeling slightly nauseous. I look around squinting my eyes from the light and I see my mom and Lizzie, my little sister, sitting across the room from me conversing about something.
"Hey." I say, just to get their attention. They look over at me and they smile, and walk over to my side.
"Hey sweetie, I came by last night and they said you woke up, but when I came in you were asleep, so I decided to let you sleep and see you today." my mom said smiling lightly at me.
"Yea, so how are you?" Lizzie asks.
"I'm okay kiddo. I just feel a little sick right now. This headache keeps coming back." I said motioning to my head. Lizzie nods in understanding.
"So did you talk with Derek yesterday? He wouldn't leave until you woke up. He's such a sweet boy, what ever happened between you two anyway? You never talked about it." mom asked, wondering why I never mentioned anything.
"Um, mom, can we, like, not talk about this right now?" I asked trying to avoid the subject. I didn't want to relive the pain. It hurt so much, what had happened. I have forgiven him, but it's still hard to talk about without feeling like crying.
"Sure honey. Sorry, I just think Derek's a little hung up on you is all." mom said and then sighed. "But oh well. What's done is done."
"Wait. Why do you say he's still hung up on me?" I ask, suddenly very interested.
"Oh, I don't know, it's just the way he was looking at you. He had love in his eyes, I swear it, but maybe I was wrong. Oh, and he told the nurse that he was your boyfriend." mom replied nonchalantly. I suddenly felt an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Why would he do that?" I thought out loud.
"I have no idea. He really cares about you Casey, remember that." mom said, grabbing my hand. I just nodded, lost in thought. "Well, I have to take Lizzie to school, and I have to go to work. Your father said he would come by later, and Derek told me he was bringing you your homework,. So it looks like you have some visitors to wait for." mom said while smiling. I, again nodded and Lizzie waved goodbye, mom kissed me on the cheek and they left. I had a lot of time to think.
2 hours later
"Hey honey. How are you?" my dad walked in. He looked good with the exception of the stitches on his forehead.
"Good. How are you?" I asked.
"Oh I'm fine. You know me, always a fighter. Your just like me you know." He said and we shared a little laugh. He sat down in the chair next to my bed, and we sat in a comfortable silence.
"Dad?"
"Yea?" He asks looking up from his hands.
"Are things going to get better for you and mom?" I ask, looking down at my hands.
"Honey, that's a tough question. I don't know how to answer it, because honestly, I don't know. I love her very much, but sometimes, things don't stay how they used to be." He said.
"Oh. Cause, to be honest, I'm tired. I'm tired of you guys constantly fighting. I'm tired of hearing glass shatter against the wall." I said as tears trickled down my face.
"Honey, I'm sorry. We don't mean to cause you pain. We are just figuring out what's going on, and sometimes that results in fighting." my dad said grabbing my hand. When he said that, another memory came to my mind. I seemed to be going down memory lane the last few days.
No One's Point Of View
"I can't believe you! Why did you lie to me?!" Casey was yelling at Derek, who was sitting on his favorite chair. They were at his house watching a movie.
"I didn't lie Casey, I just didn't say anything. There's a difference." He replied.
"No there isn't! You could have told me!" Casey yelled some more.
"I didn't know how to tell you, Casey! I didn't know how you would react." He said standing up so he was now looking down upon her.
"So you waited until the day before you were leaving?! That's stupid, Derek! I wouldn't have reacted angry or anything, but now, now it's different." Casey said in a firm, strong voice.
"Casey, look, what is the big deal? I'm only gonna be gone a week. I'll be back before you know it." Derek said going to hug her. She moved away, and just glared at him.
"Derek, that's not the point. You should have told me. I…I wanted to spend the weekend with you. I had plans and everything." Casey said beginning to cry. Now Derek felt bad.
"Case, I'm sorry. I didn't know it would be such a big deal. It's just hockey camp. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I just…I don't know." Derek said rubbing the back of his neck.
"Derek, I'm just going to miss you like crazy. Who am I going to call, when my parents are fighting again? I need you here, with me." Casey said, still silently crying.
"I'm gonna miss you too, Case. You know I'm gonna go crazy without you. I'm gonna be bragging like crazy to all the guys about you." Derek said trying to cheer her up. He wiped away the tears off her face with his thumbs. Casey pulled away again.
"Derek! You should have told me!" Casey yelled again.
"Case, why does it matter so much?!" Derek asked, getting frustrated.
"Because…"
"Because why?" Derek pressed.
"Because…because I love you! Okay? I love you, and I don't know how I'm going to live without you for a week! Okay, I'm weak!" Casey screamed. Tears were still falling. Derek was shocked. They had been together for five months and sure, he thought about telling her, but he had no idea she felt that way towards him, or that she would say it first.
"Case, do you really mean that?" Derek asked unsure. He didn't want to make a fool of himself.
"Yes, Derek. I'm sure. More sure than anything in my life." Casey said looking down. Derek walked up to her, lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes.
"I love you too." He said and with that brought her into a kiss. It was slow at first, but quickly changed into a passionate one. When they broke apart, Casey was still crying, but happy tears. "And you are not weak! You are one of the strongest women I have ever met." He said sincerely. Casey smiled and hugged him close to her. Derek kissed her temple, and whispered "I love you more than anything. I'll never stop, no matter what happens."
Casey's Point Of View
"Honey? Are you alright? You kind of zoned out there." my dad said, with a worried expression on his face.
"Yea. I'm fine. Just got lost in thought." I replied.
"Ok, well, I have to head back to work, I came here on my lunch break, and it's almost up, so I'll see about coming back a little later ok?"
"Yea. Thanks for coming dad." I said as he kissed my cheek and smiled up at him.
"No problem. I'll see you later." He said and walked out the door. I sat there. That memory, it was something I haven't thought about in a long time. It was hard. Partly because it was so long ago, and I missed it, and partly because I knew that he didn't love me anymore. That's what hurt me the most. I can't live without him in my life. There's no way. So I'll stay his friend. I'll be there when he needs me, and when he meets the girl he loves, and eventually wants to get married, I'll be there. I'll go to the wedding and sit in the pew, and watch as some girl gets the honor of being the wife of such an annoying, stubborn, intelligent, handsome, most amazing pain in the ass, that I have eve met. I will not shed a tear there of course. How would I explain that? I will simply keep my smile on my face, and as soon as I pull into the parking lot of my apartment, and am in the safety of my own room, I will cry. I will cry, eat large quantities of ice cream and watch sappy chick flicks. I will cry myself to sleep in pity, because at that moment he would be making love to another woman. I will cry.
I was startled to hear a soft tap on my door. I had been sitting there, staring at the wall, thinking for the past two hours. I look up and see the person I was thinking about.
"Hey." He says smiling at me and walking in with my books and papers.
"Hi." I say in a small voice.
"So. I brought you your homework. Oh and Emily wanted me to give this to you." He said handing me a card. I smile. Just like Emily to think of making a card.
"Thanks." I said and started opening the card. He took a seat next to me and just watched as my eyes scanned the card, smiling. I look up and I see him smiling.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing. I just miss that look." He said.
"What look?" I ask, blushing.
"The one you get when your concentrating on something." He said simply leaning back in his chair.
"Oh really?" I ask in a teasing tone.
"Oh Yes." He replied and I laughed. It felt good to laugh, I hadn't laughed, a real laugh since we broke up. "Hey Derek?" I ask.
"Mmhmm." He replied, looking through some magazine that had been on my night table.
"Why did you tell the nurse that we were together?" I had to know. It was eating away at me. Derek looked up and had a weird look on his face.
"Um, I don't know. She told me that I couldn't see you unless I was family or we were involved, and saying I was your boyfriend just came naturally, I guess." He said, looking like he might throw up. I felt a little disappointed. I don't know what I wanted him to say, but I still felt like it meant something.
"Oh." I said looking down at my hands.
"Is that alright? Should I have said I was your brother or something?" He asked, worried I was mad.
"No, no, it's fine." I replied looking up with a smile. He smiled back, and looked back down at his magazine. He quickly became bored with it, and threw it back on the table.
"Wanna do something?" He asked.
"Um. Like what? I can't really go anywhere." I said with my heart beating faster and faster.
"I know, I mean I could put you in a wheel chair and push you around the hospital or something. I know they don't want you walking around until they do more tests, to make sure your okay after waking up. I just figure you could use some better scenery." He said smirking.
"Um, you know what? Why not? Let's go." I said. He smiled and grabbed the wheel chair that was by the wall, and brought it close to the bed. He came to the side of the bed and lifted the covers from over me. I sat up and he helped me into the wheel chair. We were just walking around the hospital at first talking about random things. We were walking by and we saw this little girl in a wheel chair that looked to be about ten, and her brother pushing her. Derek got a devilish grin on his face and brought the boy off to the side. The boy smiled and nodded. They walked back over to us, and began pushing the wheel chairs again. Derek began to start going faster and faster and soon he was sprinting down the hallway. The boy, who happened to be thirteen, was doing the same.
"Derek what are you doing?" I laughed.
"Racing the kids." He said like it was no big deal. I laughed harder and looked to my side to see the little girl giggling and griping the arm rest of the wheel chair. It was so much fun. Derek then came to a corner and he swerved us so we turned and I laughed harder. I could hear the little girl erupt in laughter. Derek was now laughing as much as I was, and when we got to the end of the hallway, he stopped and we continued laughing hysterically. I wiped the happy tears from my eyes, and my cheeks were hurting really bad. Derek was leaning up against the wall, trying to catch his breathe. This is what I love about Derek, I could always have the most fun with him. We finally stopped laughing and he brought me back to my room. He helped me back onto my bed, and sat in the chair he sat in earlier. He was still smiling from our little race.
"That had to be the most fun I've had since we…" I cut myself off.
"We what?" He asked.
"Nothing." I said looking at my hands again.
"Nope, your not getting off that easy. What?" He asked again with his smirk forming on his tempting lips.
"Ok. Fine. I haven't had that much fun since we went to that amusement park and-" He cut me off this time.
"And went around switching the bathroom plates, riding roller coasters till we threw up, and telling people they would die in seven days." He finished laughing at the memory. I started laughing and nodded.
"That was one of the best days of my life." I said quietly, looking him in the eyes. He smiled.
"Me too. We really had fun together. I miss it." He said looking away.
"I do too. We should hang out more often." I suggested. He looked back at me and grinned.
"Definitely." He said. I smiled and we continued to reminisce on all the fun memories we had together and we laughed at how stupid we acted, but all that stupidity brought some great fun. I would be stupid with him any day. We talked and talked. When he said he had to go it was around ten at night, and it felt like he had only been there for about ten minutes. I was disappointed but he promised to come back tomorrow and drive me home, since I got to go home tomorrow and I didn't want to go with my parents. I was happy. He was coming back to hang out with me. We were friends. Even though I want to be more, I'll settle for friends.