AN: This chapter is a bit different because it's in Casey!Angst POV(which I find particularly harder to write because I, myself, am more like Derek…) But anyways, I hope you still enjoy it!
& WARNING: Swearing(of course). And BAD GRAMMAR in TXT SPK. haha. Derek and Sam are horrible with txt speak, so their text messages to each other are loaded with bad grammar and whatnot! :)
Edwin on the other hand, doesn't use text speak because he's adorable like that. haha!
They Try to Pull Me Away
Chapter Six: What the hell?
Disclaimer: I don't own Shi'ite!
What the hell?
Whatthehell. Whatthehell. Whatthehell?!
That's pretty much all that I could bring myself to think or say since he'd left me alone in his dorm.
I'd been in shock at first because; well… who wouldn't be after a bulldozer of truth like that just pummeled them? With all that he's said, I just- I just couldn't wrap my mind around it…
After about ten minutes of staring at the empty doorway, I decided I wanted to stay. In his dorm. Until he got home, which would only be in approximately five hours and forty five minutes(and eleven seconds according to my watch).
So I sat on the couch. To wait. For almost six hours. I can do this. Realy. I can.
Why are you doubting my waiting abilities?!
Just because I've been a bit neurotic in the past doesn't mean I can't wait on Derek's couch for him… for six hours… without over-thinking.
Oh, who am I kidding?! I'm the queen of neuroses!
I looked around for something to keep me occupied but was only thwarted when I spotted Derek's cell phone on the coffee table.
I immediately picked it up, my morals temporarily flying(carelessly) out the window; and started look through his text messages.
To: Sam
From: Derek
I would like 2 think u'd b happy 4 ur best friend, man. Just cuz shes ur ex doesnt mean I love her any less.
My eyebrows spiked in interest. I shouldn't be reading these… but I couldn't help myself.
To: Derek
From: Sam
U know thats not why Im acting like this. Shes Casey, man. Thats just… wrong.
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Oh come on… like u've never thought about it b4. I mean her and I were constantly in each others faces all the time. Its like we couldnt get enough of each other.
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To: Derek
From: Sam
I refuse 2 believe that the reason you 2 were like that is because ur both secretly in love with each other. What bout sibling rivalry?
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Whatever. If ur not going 2 be supportive maybe ur not the best friend Ive always thought u were.
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To: Derek
From: Sam
If u rly feel that way, then maybe we should just stop.
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Stop what?
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To: Derek
From: Sam
Stop fighting. Cuz, Derek… if ur that serious bout this… then I guess Id have 2 be happy 4 u.
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Rly? U mean it?
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To: Derek
From: Sam
Yeah, man… just… its gonna take some getting used 2.
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Yeah, well… thats assuming that Casey comes 2 her senses.
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To: Derek
From: Sam
I hope she does cuz I cant take much more of ur whining.
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To: Sam
From: Derek
Ha, well thx, man. I rly appreciate this.
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To: Derek
From: Sam
No problem… But I g2g class. Ttyl
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To: Sam
From: Derek
K. text me l8r.
So Sam knew, too? Was everyone in on this? And how many people were against it?
All these questions, along with the familiar, 'what the hell?' were running through my mind. I kept sifting through Derek's phone.
To: Edwin
From: Derek
Yea well shes rly pissing me off.
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To: Derek
From: Edwin
Just give it some time, D. I'm sure she'll come around.
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To: Edwin
From: Derek
Wut happened 2 the whole "loving ur sister is wrong" thing?
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To: Derek
From: Edwin
Well, I got over it. Seems it's not as uncommon as you'd think it is…
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To: Edwin
From: Derek
Oh Ed. Dont tell me… u like Liz?
It seemed as though Edwin didn't respond to that text, because the next text was from someone from his work asking to pick up a shift.
What the hell was going on? I mean… me and Derek. Edwin and Lizzie? What has the world come to?
I shook my head and kept searching through his phone. Then I found something that I couldn't believe(as if all of this 'Derek loves me' crap weren't enough).
It was hidden in his ringtones. Yeah, I know… it's weird that I even looked there; but how often am I able to snoop through Derek's phone?!
…
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Anyways! There it was… entitled, "Bleeding love – Casey". I pressed play and my body went numb as I heard my own voice, belting out "Bleeding Love". You could hear the faint sound of the shower running in the background.
Derek. I didn't know whether to be flattered, or creeped out. I mean, on one hand: that means he was just… standing in the bathroom… while I was in the shower… recording me! But on the other hand: It was incredibly sweet of him to do it… it meant that he really liked my voice and- and… the song!
I ran through the words quickly in my head. I had always felt this strange attachment to that song… which is why I always sang it… but I'd never put two and two together. The song was perfect for Derek and I.
I mean, please… "And everyone's looking 'round, thinking I'm going crazy; but I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you; they try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth…" I spoke the lyrics aloud just to emphasize to myself how important they were.
That's when it all hit me. He was right. He was so damn right, and I made a huge mistake. I mean… a mistake that was fixable, of course… but he was really mad when he left and…
And I just couldn't stand to think about him really thinking that he wasn't worth the trouble. Because he really, really was… and I'm so embarrassed that it took me this long to come to terms with the fact that… well… maybe I do… l…ove Derek.
But I couldn't just sit here and wait for him to get home… I mean I still have five hours and eight minutes left(and fifty seconds). No way am I sitting here another minute.
…
So I ran. Literally ran. To the diner(name unimportant, and just… too ridiculous to speak of). It took about twenty-seven minutes on foot to get there but it was worth it to see the look on his face when I rushed through the door and ran right through into the kitchen.
"Ca-Casey you can't be back here." He spoke, surprise hidden under his 'I'm still really freaking mad at you' façade'.
All it took was me holding up his self phone and pressing play for him to throw away his mask of pissy-ness and play out the full surprised look.
"Y-you weren't supposed to-"
"I love you."
What the hell?
AN: Don't you worry, my dears! It's not over yet! haha. Next chapter is the last though! Thanks for all of your reviews and support.. and I'm sorry If I never get back to you. I'm just quite forgetful! :(