Well everyone, here is yet another chapter. I put a lot of thought into it. I would greatly appreciate if you would please review afterwards. I'm trying to meet my goal of 14 or 15 reviews after this chapter. Anonymous or not, you can still review. As always, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own LWD

Present Day

No ones Point of View

Casey's body was lying on the hospital bed, her hair falling off of her shoulders, her eyes closed, as if she were in a heavenly sleep. The machines around her played rhythmically, following her heartbeat. An opaque tube led out of her mouth and into a ventilator behind her.

Beside his bedside stood him. Her love. Her life. Derek. He hadn't left, not since that night, not since hell had opened its gates for him.

His face had thinned, dark circles occupied under his once brightened eyes. His forehead was rested on the side of bed; his hand was still gripping hers. The room was empty; ever since he kicked out the family that had rejected them.

"Derek." A voice called from the doorway. Derek jumped from the broken silence and looked toward the door. A man, blond hair, stepped into the room, holding flowers and a small white bag.

"Sam?" Derek got up from where he was sitting and walked toward his best friend. Or ex best friend. They hadn't talked for months.

"How could you not have told me?" His eyes were filled with sadness, with hurt. He set the contents of his hand on the unoccupied bed and turned toward Derek.

"Told you what? That your ex- girlfriend got into a car accident and is dancing on the threads of life? That your best friend has been to hell and back?" He cringed at the thoughts of death.

Sam went silent. His eyes gazed toward the bed.

"Casey." He sighed. "What have you gotten yourself into?" He took a seat in an unoccupied area near the bed. He just sat; just sat.

Derek stood in place, silently rethinking the day that had ruined their friendship.

Flashback

Derek skated left passed Sam and Gerald and into the goal. His arms flew upward in a winning position. He glanced toward the bleachers, looking for Casey. She was sitting in the far back, her head hid behind one of her books.

"Hey D, that was good man." Sam came up from behind him and patted him roughly on the back.

"Well I try my best." He smirked.

They skated toward the exit, briefly stopping to take their hockey skates off and walking into the locker room.

"You know, I've been thinking about asking Casey out. I've seen her everywhere lately. I think she likes me or something." Derek kept to himself. He tried hard to stop himself from saying something; to stop himself from yelling to everyone, 'Casey is my girl' 'She's with me.' He knew saying something would automatically say something.

"It wouldn't do any harm to my reputation either. I mean a cheerleader and a hockey star." Sam drabbled on. Derek gripped his helmet. His knuckles turned a light shade of pink, and then went ghost white.

"And, she's hot. I wouldn't mind having her by my side for a couple of weeks." He laughed at his comment. Derek pulled his backpack over his shoulders and turned toward Sam.

"Hey Sam." Sam looked up at Derek. He felt a cold fist hit him directly in the eye. He expected a punch. He knew it. He finally confirmed what he had thought for so long.

"You like her, don't you." Sam held his eye. Derek stared at him, not saying anything. He turned toward the door and began walking out. Behind him he could hear Sam yelling.

"Its okay, you don't have to say anything; you silence answers for you." The door slammed shut, leaving Sam in utter silence.

Derek walked out of the locker room and toward the bleachers. Casey was standing at the bottom, a coat wrapped around her hands.

"Hey." She smiled. "Ready to go?" He wrapped his hand around her shoulders.

"Let's get out of here."

End of Flashback

"I'm sorry." Those whispered words slipped out of Derek's mouth.

"They looked at each other. Sam nodded in approval toward Derek.

"I know Derek; I know." Derek took a seat in his regular spot.

They both sat in silence, staring deeply at the girl whom they hoped would wake up.

A/N: I worked hard on this chapter; please review. I missed Sam so I thought I would throw him in there. =D

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