RJ's mouth was agape, both her and Dev frozen in their disgusting sexual congress. Karen's eyes glued to them before RJ, being the coward that she was, got up and collected her clothes before running to the bathroom.

She looked away from her naked ex-boyfriend to glance at Derek and she was shocked at what she found. Derek's hands were in fists, his nostrils flared, and, as she put her hand on his arm, his bicep flexed under her fingers. He did look like a very angry British hulk.

However, as she squeezed his arm again, he looked to her with softer eyes and it alarmed her briefly. Such a contrast from seething to sweet. "We need to pack a lot faster than I originally thought." She regarded him softly and started to leave the room while Dev was scrambling and trying to talk to her. She ignored him and Derek followed her.

He was doing a pretty good job containing himself and she intended to thank him later but, that notion evaporated in moments, as Dev grabbed her arm hard and snarled "Listen to me, god damn it!" The hand was hard on her arm and it hurt, she was about to yell at him when his arm was ripped away with a popping noise and then a thud.

Turning around Karen saw Dev sprawled out on the floor, unconscious, and Derek flexing his right hand with a glare on his face. "I'd advise you against touching her," He growled and lifted the sod to drop him on the couch "Now stay down wanker." he snapped and then looked over at Karen.

"Sorry love but he put his hands on you." He apologized but he didn't really mean it- the asshole had it coming and he didn't feel bad in the slightest. Derek was about to suggest they should pack when RJ came out and looked around angrily.

"What did you do?" She demanded of Derek and cocked her arm back, clearly about to swing at him. He looked at the woman, slightly amused, and braced himself to take her probably pathetic attempt to hurt him but, in a flash, Karen unleashed a punch to the woman's face.

Derek stood there with a look of sheer shock on his face, looking to the leading lady that still stood with her hand in a fist. RJ, grabbing her reddened face, looked like she was going to go crazy but, as Karen got ready to swing again, she left the apartment.

He turned to her, looking pleasantly surprised, and searched for something to say to his little spitfire but she smiled back at him "I've never hit anyone before. You're a bad influence Mr. Wills," she was laughing softly now " C'mon. I wanna get the hell out of here."

That's all he needed to hear before the two of them set to packing her stuff. He paused, helping her pack her CD and DVD collection, to look over at her "You've never hit anyone before?" he asked.

Karen stopped, having been in the process of folding her clothes into a duffle bag, and looked at him "Never. It felt pretty damn good though and she's had that coming from the second I met her. She always hung all over Dev and I wasn't allowed to get jealous but I go have drinks with you and he's shoving his tongue deep into my throat! Ugh, I hated that," she resumed folding a shirt that read "I wanna be in Iowa" and shook her head "Don't get me wrong, I love some possessiveness but that was borderline! I loathed some of the things he did. Screwing Ivy and RJ are two of those."

Derek looked over to see a frown on her face, the first sign that she was experiencing some pain from it, and he wished he could hit Dev again but he refrained and just put Mean Girls and Grease into the box he'd marked CDs/DVDs. He intended to store her furniture and things for her and a few other boxes would come to his apartment.

"Love, we should probably get going. Rehearsals are going to be starting soon and we are kind of the most important people," He smiled cockily and she rolled her eyes but nodded. He had a started to stir once Karen was out the door and Derek lingered to glare at the boy "Never contact Karen again or I'll do worse." he warned before shutting the door.

"He's late! I knew he was still his rude self!" Tom was in a fluster, clearly annoyed, and Sam grabbed his shoulders to massage gently. "Iowa's missing too. Maybe she's been hypnotized..." The dancer said softly into his boyfriends ear.

Tom was about to go into another rant while Julia and Eileen braced themselves but, as if on cue, the door opened to reveal a laughing pair of Karen and Derek. Karen covered her mouth and smacked Derek's arm with her other hand. "Sorry we're late. I got into some trouble and Derek helped me." She apologized and walked over to Bobby and Jessica with a guilty smile.

Derek smiled after her but then looked to the bewildered Tom, Julia, and Eileen with a normal expression "What? I was helping her move." he explained and then, remembering he didn't have to explain himself to anyone, set his mouth in a tight line. "Let's get on with rehearsals." It was terse and clipped.

Hey lovelies,

Sorry for such a time in between updates. I've just been hitting a wall of writer's block over and over. I managed this much. I realize it's short and I apologize but I'm working on the next chapter and it'll be much better. Just watch. (;

Love always,

Breckin x