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Casey has been staying with us for two days.
I like it a lot, and so does she.
But damn, my parents are strict…Casey snuck into my room one night, and my dad told her to leave.
"Derek?" I looked up from my hockey game and watched Casey walk down the stairs.
"What's going on babe?" I asked her as she stopped at the landing. I turned back to my hockey game and then froze…oh damn it, don't tell me…I turned back around to look at Casey and yep, there they were…the tears. I don't do tears…but it's Casey… I got up and walked quickly towards her, putting my hands on her shoulders. "What's wrong?" I asked, whipping away the tears rolling down her cheeks. "Casey?" I asked. "Casey?" She just fell into my and started to cry. I walked her towards the couch and we sat down together.
"Oh Derek…" She cried, cuddling into me more.
"What's wrong?"
"My…my father just called."
I tensed up. Her father…I hate that man. "What did he say?"
"Well…he told me that I…that I was a slutty bitch that needed to get my skinny boney ass back to his house before I got shot in the middle of the night or before they disown me."
I just sat there with her body trembling in my arms. "If you parents disown you Case, you could always come and live with us." I smiled. "My family loves you."
"Derek, this 'poor' environment is not something I'm accustomed to…I don't think I could do it."
"Ah, but you have me." I smirked.
"I love your smirk."
"I love your smile." She blushed and hid her face away. "Now no more crying, got it?" I asked her, teasing her like she was a little kid.
"Space Case is crying?" the two of us turned and saw Marti standing there, this time dressed in jeans and a shirt that says: "I LOVE TO SWIM" in white letters. She was also wearing goggles over her eyes.
"Aw, Marti! You look so cute!" She ran over to us and sat down onto the couch, moving the two of us apart.
"Don't cry Space Case. Let's go and play underwater adventure!!" She put her arms up in the air and screamed, "WOOOOO!!!" Before running upstairs.
"Maybe later Marti!" She screamed back up towards my sister.
"She likes you." I smiled.
"How do you know?"
"1) You're Casey, and 2) She gave you a nickname. Space Case. You don't see Ed or the Lizard with a Marti nickname, do you?"
"The Lizard?" I asked.
"Lizzie. Soccer extraordinaire."
"And you like Hockey?" She asked, looking at the television screen.
"Yep." I nodded. "And Edwin? Ah, I don't know what we're going to do with him. When I was 14, I hung Ed to his door by his underpants. Funniest thing ever."
Casey started to laugh. "Aw, Derek."
"What?" I asked, and she leaned her head up against my chest, wrapping her arms around my torso.
"I don't want to leave here."
"Then don't."
"I don't want to get shot though Der."
"You're father is not going to shoot you, Case."
She looked up at me with sad eyes. "Yes he will. He doesn't have a heart."
"Well if he does come here, I'll protect you Casey. He'll have to shoot me first before he can even think about even laying a finger on you."
She tightened her grip on my torso and closed her eyes. "I love you, Derek."
"I love you too, Casey."
