-1DISCLAIMER: I...do...not...own...life with Derek...and it's so hard to admit that cries I do own this plot though
AN: All righty Chapter three. the pov in this chapter will go from Derek to Casey's. Hope you liked the last two chapters and thanks to those who reviewed and are reading my story. It means a lot to me So please continue to read and review. Thanks to all
Also, I think it's kinda late, but this is a kinda AU. Yes it still is a Dasey fic, and there will be a lot! SO please continue
Back home Derek sat in his couch staring at a blank TV. I came in feeling sick, with an extreme headache that I thought would blow my head to millions of pieces. I caught Derek in his couch and quickly tried to sneak up to my room without being seen. Unfortunately, with the headache, I wasn't able to even walk straight and eventually stumbled in the stairs. I fell feeling the carpet scrap my whole arm. "Was your meeting that exiting?" Derek's' voice floated to me. I didn't reply only tried to pick myself up. I struggled even though I was holding onto the railing and that was when I felt someone gently help me up. I turned to see Derek standing there, holding me up.
Tears were welding and even though I was trying hard not to cry, it became impossible. "Don't Case, please don't" he breathed, but it was too late, tears burst out and I was crying so hard my body shook. "I-I-I'm so s-so-sorry!" I cried.
There was no way I could tell him the truth, no way could I get him involved. Andy had made it clear that everything around me had been nothing but lies, and even though it was hard to admit it, he was right. I was not a good girl, straight A student, or perfect daughter. I had never been it.
hat was when Derek wrapped me in a hug. He pressed me close to his body and held on to me. "I've told you I can't take it when girls cry…," he said softly in my ear. His warm breath making my heart beat fast and become heavy. "And whenever you cry it makes me feel like I wanna cry as well."
His soft words made me cry harder. He had just admitted that 1) he did have feelings, and 2) that I could make him cry. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his shoulder. "I never wanted to hurt anyone, I'm so sorry," I repeated. I felt his breath as his lips opened but just then the door handle twisted open and I quickly undid myself from his arms and ran up the stairs.
I went into my room locked myself in it, and fell onto bed, were my headache made me fall asleep quickly. I woke up to a soft murmur coming from outside the door. I stayed in bed listening, watching the white ceiling, while making out the voices I heard. There was George, and Moms' coming from downstairs, the TV was on, playing some show, I heard Music coming from Derek's room, and Lizzy and Edwin arguing something from upstairs. Slowly, I sat up. My headache was gone, but the whole room spun around me. I felt sick, and sat there a couple of seconds, before reaching into my pocket.
The envelope crackled at my touch and very slowly, I pulled it out. Opening it, I slid out the letter and read it. There were instructions written in its center, which read:
"WELCOME.
Piki's Café and Bar, 8 pm"
I glanced at the watch in my bedside and saw it was 7:45 pm. With great hesitation I stood, and went into my closet grabbing some clothes. Even though I kept thinking of blowing it off, and jumping into a plane, disappearing, I couldn't do that. The second they realized I had left, they'd go after my family and keep them, threatening to kill of one by one until I showed up. I had seen it to many times to think it wasn't true that they'd do it. Therefore, I changed into a short mini skirt and a tank top and let my hair down, holding it with a headband. I put makeup on, and some big hoop earrings. In a short while, I had stopped looking like normal Casey, the more I fixed myself up the more old Casey came out, and memories started to flood back.
Pushing them aside as well as the incredible urge to puke, I grabbed a small thin jacket and slipped into some heels. I knew my family would freak when they saw me, and most likely mom would catch on to what I was doing, but I still had to go down. I had to meet them at the café and bar.
Taking a deep breath, I straightened myself out and opened the door to me room. I quickly passed Derek's room trying not to remember what had happen that very afternoon on the stairs. I went downstairs and my mom's head turned towards me. For a second there was a confused look, as if she didn't know who I was, then her eyes widen in shock. "Casey!" she gasped standing from the couch. "What are you wearing?!"
I made it to the foot of the stairs and shrug my shoulders. "Going out," I replied keeping my voice low. "Be back in a bit."
Before she could reply, and even before my words had settled, I left the house and walked briskly down the street. Not too far down, I called a taxi, and gave him instructions to the café. I could feel his black little marble eyes stare at me from the rearview mirror. All the time looking me up and down. "So why is a pretty girl like you out alone today?" he asked trying to pick up a conversation thread. At first I tried to ignore him but then that felt too rude to do so sighting I replied. "I'm going to do a job,"
A little perverted smile broke and chills ran up and down my body, making me tense up. He was about to say something when we arrived. "Thanks," I said before I could stop myself. I handed him the 20-dollar bill, and his hand closed away in mine. Fear made me suck in a tight breath, almost like a hiss, and I tried to pull away. I looked but there wasn't anyone around, and the café had dark tainted windows. I figure it was beast to scream, when another hand fell on my shoulder. "You're late dear," said the stranger, his warm breath and smooth voice making me feel even more terrified. Except that, this stranger I knew all too well.
His other hand then settled on the drivers' hand that was closed over mine, and very gently, he pulled it away. He squeezed my shoulder for a second, before turning me away, "go in," he instructed his voice cold as steel. His light eyes narrowed down on the taxi driver who looked even more terrified then I did.
Without question, I nodded and disappeared inside the café. Then I heard the cab door open and drive away. I stood there at the entrance, looking around. The whole place was filled with people conversing among one another, smoking, drinking and laughing. I looked hoping to see a familiar face that might help me get back to my senses and take me home, to tell the truth I was wishing Derek would suddenly appear and take me home. Of course, nothing like that happened and before I knew it, my name rang from over the noise. "CASEY!" the stranger called and swimming gracefully through the crowd appeared another girl my age.
She came up and wrapped me in a hug to which I hugged back. "I've missed you so much girl!" she cried once we had broken away. I smiled not being able to find my voice. The girl was no taller then I and had long blond curls falling all around her bare shoulders. She was wearing a blue tube top and a short circular skirt that was slightly puffed. Almost like a small version of a poodle skirt, except that it was pink and had no design on it.
Large hoop earring dangled from her ears and a thin chain ran down her neck, along with a dark choker. "Hello Casey?" she asked waving her hand in front of my face. I blinked putting a stop to my train of thinking. "Sorry," I quickly said turning to her. She raised and eyebrow in question, her smile fading, then shook her head, sending blond curls dance around her face.
"So Mai is everyone here?" I quickly asked before she could question anything. "Yup," she replied her smile returning. "we were all waiting for you downstairs, then Andy came out to look for you, he was getting worried you know," she explained and started to lead me through the crowd. She held on to my hand and I noticed she was swaying from one side to another, every now and then bumping into someone. "You're drunk," I said disapprovingly. Her blond head turned to me with a look of disbelief. "Not that much," she replied, "and you're the last person I thought I'd hear that from."
"Ah…well…" is started, then stopped and looked down. I didn't feel right to tell her what I had been up to, I almost felt embarrassed to tell them I had turned to be a goody straight A student. "did Andy mention anything?" I asked. "not really," Mai replied sighting. "he just said, I found her, and told us to meet up. He sounded really happy too."
She then stopped and looked behind us. "By the way where is he?" she asked barely noticing he hadn't been with us. I shrugged and replied; "not sure."
Sighting Mai continued to lead me, and soon we were heading down a small flight of stairs to a small hidden door to the side of the end of the stairs. "Everyone's waiting," she said thrilled about it. I couldn't help smiling. It wasn't until we were inside the small room and five heads turned to me that I realized my body was overcome with excitement and happiness.
For a second there was nothing but silent stares, and then as if a bomb exploded within the room everyone sprang up yelling out my name repeatedly. My smile widen I moved towards them getting lost in hugs and kisses on the cheek as well as greetings.
"Geez girl I thought we'd never find you!" One girl, Anne, said after hugging me for a long time. "Yeah we seriously thought you were dead!" one person, Frank added in squeezing me in a bear hug. "Damn! You even changed you hair color, Andy was so desperate to find you, no wonder it took such a long time!" said a third person, Zane, who was Mai's twin brother.
"I'm sorry," I said after they had all quiet down. "But after-" I paused looking down at my feet. "I wanted everything to disappear…so I figure I'd run away…I'm sorry,"
I turned to them and saw a faint pink in their cheeks. It might have been from having the fact that they had been drinking, but it looked more as if they were taken by surprise. "We figured that's what had happen," Anne admitted scratching her chin, while not trying not to make eye contact. "But Andy was determine to find you, and reunite us all,"
I tried to smile. I couldn't believe he wanted us to be together again. Not after all he had done back them. He was the last person I wanted to hear about being together. Cause in the end it was he who had decided to break us up. He was the one who wanted to be by him so he would push everyone away.
"What you guys up to?" Andy's smooth voice floated into the room. Everyone turned as Andy as he came in cleaning some sweat with his black t-shirt, which was stained with blood. He looked up as everyone stared in silent concern. "Not my blood," he said and everyone seemed to sight in relive. "Everyone here?" he continued taking a beer from a small fridge in the corner and falling down onto the couch. Everyone followed his lead and sat down, some taking beers and passing some to the others. Mai nudged me towards the empty space between Frank and Andy and hesitantly I sat down. "Let's get to business," he started.
