Sometimes, I wish your storied were written really crappy so that you can just edit it to make it better. Thank the Hockey Gods above that I had this already typed a long time ago, so now all I have to do is edit this thing. :)

Derek was livid. He stormed through the halls looking for her. He asked a few people if they had seen her but they all said 'no'. He was becoming more mad by the minute. He stopped dead in his tracks in front of the art room. Without thinking twice, he barged in. There she was. Sketching.

He walked over to her and kicked the easel away and she looked at him shocked. She tried to get up but he put his hands on her shoulders forcing her down. She pushed his hands away and got up anyways. He growled in his throat and followed her. She felt him following her and right when she turned around, his hand went to her neck and he walked her back up against the wall, keeping a hold on her neck, not tight enough so she couldn't breathe, but just enough to hold her in place.

"Listen to me Sally. I know what you're doing, and I want you to know it's not gonna work. Give it up. You almost killed someone last night do you know that?"

She rolled her eyes and he continued.

"Here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna stop calling me, texting me, I.M.ing me, and all contact between you and me is gone. I'm not going to even exist in your world. Got it?"

"Please," She whispered, rolling her eyes.

Getting a little bit of lip from her he traded his hand for his forearm and pressed it against her neck. Her eyes widen and it made him think back to the first time a drug dealer had a hold on him like that. Of course they had beaten the crap out of him but still.

Derek was walking around outside. Him and his dad had just gotten into another fight about something. He didn't really care. And he was too high to remember anything about it. He did however manage to catch the part about his dad getting married to some woman. He didn't like that idea.

He walked past an ally way when someone came out and called for him.

"Hey, Venturi!"

Derek turns around.

"What." He said, clearly not in the mood for a pointless argument.

"You tell Richie boy, he owes me money."

"Yeah, I'm not gonna tell him. It's not job to do. I don't work for you."

The person laughed bitterly.

"Don't you know how I play? You buy from me, you do me a favor in the end." He said grabbing Derek's shoulder roughly shoving him to the ally way.

The person pushed Derek up to the wall and shoved his forearm to his neck.

"I'm not doing shit for you." Derek said testing him.

The person pushed harder against Derek's neck and kneed him in the gut causing Derek to fall to the ground when his arm was removed from Derek's throat. When he came home, he had to meet his new step mom and new step sisters looking the way he did. A forming black eye and a busted lip.

He smirked a little. It's a little different being on the other side.

"I said, got it?"

Sally nodded.

"Good girl."

Derek released the hold on her and lefe. When he walked down the hallway, he felt relieved. He felt as if a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. Now he only had one more thing to do.

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After school, Derek drove Casey to the dance studio and his team didn't have to practice so he went straight home. He didn't have any homework because Casey had made him do it all the night before, so he had a lot of time to spare before he had to go pick up Casey. He went upstairs and flopped himself on his bed and closed his eyes and slowly went to sleep.

He was jolted awake by Marti's screaming through the house. He got up and looked at the watch Casey had gotten him on their anniversary. He was late. Grabbing his keys and rushing downstairs, he shouted that he'd be back. He sped out of his driveway and all the way to the dance studio where Casey is waiting outside with some other dancers. He pulled up with a screech and turned off the car.

"Sorry I'm late, I fell asleep." Derek said getting out of the car.

Derek grabbed Casey's bag and put it in the car. "It's okay. Don't worry about it." She said.

"You ready to go?"

"Yeah, bye girls."

They all waved good bye and Derek walked over to the passenger side, and opened it for her. She smiled and got it. He smirked at the girls and waved. He got in the car and drove home. In the car, Casey was singing quietly to the music and bopping her head and Derek couldn't help but smile. Oh, how he loved this girl.

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When they got home Derek settled himself in his chair and Marti came running downstairs like a purple flash of lightning and settled herself on his lap and began to tell him about her day. Casey just smiled and threw her bag on the floor and made her way to Derek. She told him she would be in the bath and gave him a kiss. That being done, Marti looked at her brother with a scrunched up nose.

"Ew." Marti said in a small voice.

"Ew, huh? Just wait, when you get older, guys will be all over you. And then I'll have to beat them all up." He saud smiling.

After hearing about Marti's day and about her fight with Daphne again, he left her with Lizzie and Edwin and went upstairs. He logged on to his computer and saw he had over sixty new e-mails. All from the same e-mail address, with the occasional other e-mail. He clicked on the first message from that e-mail address.

It was a picture. And not the kind you like to save on your computer. He stared at it with disgust and a little bit of fright. Just then his door opened and Casey walked in. He tried to close it but it wasn't closing. He hit the escape key over and over again.

"What are you doing?" Casey asked moving closer to Derek

"Uh...nothing. Online." He said tapping the key.

Thankfully, the computer shut down.

He got up and moved closer to her. He grabed her hand and he sit down on the bed and he looked up at her.

"Something wrong?" She asked him, running a hand through his hair.

"I need to tell you something."

"Okay, what."

He took a deep breath and opened his mouth. The only sound that was heard, was a call for dinner.

"Never mind. I'll tell you later."

And he let go of her hand and walked out of his room leaving her confused. During dinner, Casey was distant. She was racking her mind about what Derek had to tell her. She had no idea. Moments later she excused herself and headed for bed, her bed. She crawled on her bed and began playing with the ring Derek gave her. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on her door then it opened. Derek came in.

"I'm heading to work."

Casey nodded.

"Okay, I'll see you later then."

She nodded again. He leaned in and kissed her.

"I love you." He whispered to her.

"I love you, too."

Casey waited till she heard the front door close and she grabbed her phone and called Emily.

"Hey Case."

"Hey Em, you busy?"

"No, what's wrong?" Emily asked.

"I don't know. Has Derek been acting weird to you?"

"Now that I think about it, he has been a little weird. And it's only around Sally too."

"Sally. What are you talking about?" Casey asked, slightly uncomfortable.

"Every time she's around, Derek leaves. And he acted like he was guilty of something when I saw them leaving the bathroom together."

"They were in the bathroom together? When?"

"At Sam's. He told me they were talking about him."

Casey bit her lip.

"Case? You there?"

"Yeah, you don't think something is going on do you?" Casey asked.

"What? Casey come on. Derek is crazy about you. Why would you ask that?"

"He left a convo box open and it was with Sally. She asked if he could ditch me for fifteen minutes the night we all went to Smelly Nelly's."

"That could mean a number of things. What you need to do is not think about it."

"You're probably right."

"Of course I am."

Casey laughed.

"That's what I like to hear."

After about an hour of talking on the phone with Emily, they hung up and called it a night. Minutes after she hung up with Emily, her phone rang again. She didn't know the number, but answered it anyways.

"Hello?" Casey asked.

"Casey?" The voice asked.

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is Sally. I got your number from Sam."

"Oh, hey."

"Hi, I was wondering, would you like to go out tomorrow after school? You know get to know each other better? I mean we didn't really get to talk at Sam's house."

"Sure, that'd be great."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye."

Casey hung up and sighed. She really didn't want to go somewhere with Sally. Not after having the feeling she had. She settled herself in her bed and shut out the light. She lay there thinking about what Derek had to tell her and why he didn't tell her earlier. She soon drifted off to sleep, an uneasy sleep at that.

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To her disappointment, she woke up by herself. Derek always slept in her bed or she always slept in his. Well, most of the time. She really wanted to talk to him before they were bombarded with younger siblings running through the house claiming if the shower wasn't empty in five minutes, there would be hell to pay.

Casey went about her morning, getting pretty for herself and walked down stairs. She saw Derek, looking tired as ever, resting his head in his hand. She walked behind him and put her hands on his shoulders and began to rub and he immediately relaxed.

"When did you get in last night?" Casey asked him, still rubbing his shoulders.

"Around one I think? I was so tired I didn't even have enough energy to change my clothes." He said.

"Long night?"

"The longest."

"Well, maybe when you get home, you can take a nap. I know you don't really like those but you'll feel better." She said as she stopped rubbing his shoulders.

"Maybe you can join me, and why did you stop?" He said the last part in a slight whine.

"I need my breakfast too." She said kissing him.

They finish breakfast and drive to school in that same comfortable silence they always have. Derek couldn't even keep his eyes open in any of his classes. He was called out on it numerous times during the day. He almost fell asleep in his lunch, that's how tired he was. Not just physically, but emotionally too.

Hockey practice wasn't any better. It wasn't that he was really bad that day, it was the fact that he was exhausted. And Casey wasn't there watching him. She had some friend date with someone, and he told her to go have fun. Little did he know, it wasn't going to be fun for one person.

So there you have it. Enjoy!