We Won't Forget
Chapter #9
Derek was walking toward his hotel room when he saw Nora walking toward him.
"Derek, can you please take Marti out tonight? She's been whining all day about you not hanging out with her. Plus, George and I would like to go out to dinner without any kids for a night."
He thought for a moment. "I guess I don't have anything planned, so sure."
"Thank you! She's been hiding under a table for the past 3 hours, saying she won't come out unless you take her somewhere." Nora led the way to her hotel room.
"Smarti?" Derek yelled softly as he entered the room, looking around.
"Smerek?" He heard Marti ask softly. He noticed that she was sitting under a small table at the other end of the room.
"Come on out, let's go get some ice cream or something." He suggested. She poked her head out from underneath, and when she saw him watching, she quickly pulled it back under.
"Only us?" She asked.
"Sure."
"Okay." Marti started crawling out, but she tried to stand up too quickly and bumped her head hardly on the end of the table.
Derek could hear the loud thud and rushed over to her. "Marti! Are you okay?"
She looked at him and nodded slowly, holding her head. "Yea, I'm fine."
"Okay," He breathed. "Be more careful, though."
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A few minutes later, they were on the beach, taking a walk before getting some ice cream.
"Is Casey on another date?" Marti asked, making conversation.
"She better not be," He answered. "At least not with Justin…"
"Nice save." She giggled.
They walked in silence for a few more seconds. "Derek, I'm getting a little dizzy…" Marti said.
"Take an Advil once you get back to the hotel, it'll be fine." Derek advised her. She nodded an okay.
"I can't believe she was about to go back to him," Derek started. "She doesn't realize what a jerk he is. He doesn't care about her; he just cares about getting laid." He mumbled the last part so Marti wouldn't hear.
"I'm getting really dizzy…" Marti whined, for she was not paying attention to Derek's venting.
"And then he had the guts to ask her if she wanted him back! Who does that?!"
"Derek…"
"I'm not finished, Marti."
"I know but…"
"She thinks that she's in love!" He cut her off. "She isn't though, especially not with him. She needs someone better, and I'm here, looking out for her, and she doesn't even realize it! I just don't—"
Just then, Marti passed out, falling to the ground hardly.
"Marti!" Derek yelled, getting onto his knees, bending over her. "Marti! Can you hear me?!" He gave her a gentle shake. He looked up and saw all of the people staring. "What are you doing?! Call an ambulance!" He held Marti in his arms, watching as an older lady followed his demand.
"Oh God, what did I do?" He cried.