-1Thank you to all of my wonderful reviewers! You guys make me feel all special! Ha! Anyways a note to 'atruwriter' : No Lizzie never saw Lucas, but I have said many of times that people look like someone & the other person will say a name. But I always say no because I have never seen the person & they look like someone I know. Hopefully that clears it up. Read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own LWD but if I did there would be two characters called Kirstie and Leanna in it!
"She really is beautiful Casey. She looks just like you." Nora told Casey while they watched Leanna run after Edwin. Casey looked at her mother with a half smile.
"Yeah, she is beautiful. I couldn't have asked for a better daughter." Casey replied as she returned her eyes to Leanna. I could have asked for that one drunken night to never have happened. I feel guilty saying that, Casey thought to herself.
"Let's have some tea in the kitchen and talk. We have six years to catch up on! We might as well start while no one is bothering us." Nora said as she walked towards the kitchen. Casey glanced back at her daughter one more time and walked into the kitchen. She sat on one of the barstools and put her chin into her hands.
"So where do we begin mom?" Casey asked. Nora looked at her with sadness. As if Casey should know where to begin already.
"How about at the start. Like why you left in the first place." Casey nodded. Easy enough to ask, but so much harder to answer.
Casey sipped her tea and stared intently at the refrigerator. "I was just having too many problems here. I mean Sam and I were always on the outs. Constantly fighting with Derek was stressing me out. School was no fun. Everyone always made fun of me." And because I got pregnant while I was living under your roof.
Nora nodded her head as if she understood her reasons. "Yeah, I can see that I suppose. But how did you get pregnant not even a month after you left? You were always a good girl. We always suspected that Derek would become a father."
Casey rolled her eyes. It was typical of their parents to always think the worse of Derek. "I was at my first major party of my new school. I got a little drunk, ok more then a little drunk. Who knew orange juice always got spiked with vodka in New York? Anyways, Lucas was drunk too and one thing led to another. And the final result was Leanna." Casey said matter of factly while her mind took her back to the real party.
"Whoa Casey, why are you dressed like that?" Emily asked her best friend. Casey was dressed in a baby blue tube top and a jean mini skirt that did not leave much for the imagination. Her hair was in messy style and her make up was heavily applied.
Casey rolled her eyes at her stick in the mud best friend. "I need to make an impression Em. And I'm going to get what I want."
Two hours later, Casey was drunk. She never intended on getting drunk. But then again, she never knew getting drunk could make you feel this free. She had danced with every guy on the hockey team excluding Derek. And she had even kissed most of them.
But a drunk Casey did not mean a nice Casey.
Two day before the party, Sam had broken up with her for a girl named Kirstie. And now at this party Casey found Sam and Kirstie. Not only did she find them, she found them practically emerged as one.
We never did that in public, Casey thought to herself. Casey sauntered her way over to them and pulled Kirstie by her ponytail off of Sam. She then placed herself into Sam's lap and started kissing him feverishly. Kirstie did not waste time retaliating at Casey.
"You are a selfish bitch, you know that?" Kirstie had screamed at Casey when she ripped her off of Sam.
"Excuse me? You are the slut that Sam broke up with me for!" Casey screamed back. She was going to make sure that everyone heard this argument. She also was going to make sure she won her man back.
Kirstie rolled her eyes at that. "I'm not a slut for one. And maybe if you had put out even once then your damn boyfriend would never have broken up with you." Casey looked down at Sam. He had obviously told this girl that because he couldn't even look her in the eye.
Casey returned her cold stare back at Kirstie. Why should she take this out on Sam? It wasn't his fault, it was this hussie's fault. "Don't you ever dare say that to me again. Not all relationships are built on sex even if all of yours have been. Is that why you are always by yourself you little bitch? Is that why you have no friends? Is that why people talk about you and write slut after you name on the bathroom stalls? Maybe that's why your name and number are the guy's stall door. I mean it does say, Call for a good time anytime." Casey was holding back all her strength not to hit the girl. Oh to hell with it, Casey thought, I'm punching this little bitch.
Casey lifted her right arm and made her hand into a fist. She began to pull her arm back when she felt a strong hand grab her fist. She looked up at the boy. He shook his head slightly at her and looked at Kirstie and then at Sam. "I'm not going to apologize for this because God knows you both deserve it. But I'm not going to watch her destroy herself or her reputation over some guy who probably doesn't deserve her." he told the couple. "Just stay away from her. Or else."
"Casey! What are you thinking about?" her mother asked bringing her back to reality. Casey glanced down at her fingernails thinking of something to say.
"About stuff. Nothing important." she replied. Just the night that changed my life.
There is the new chapter. The first flashback of many which will hopefully help you all figure out who the real father is! R&R pretty please! Peace, LilD
