Okay heres the next installment of the story. But im running out of ideas. So I thought I would ask you guys what you wanted to see in this story. A few things though, I dont want Nora and George to all of a sudden be okay with this. And second I really dont want to make Casey pregnant. Im not saying that this option is out of the picture. Im just staying that its just kind of over used as the "fixer". so if anyone has ideas let me know in your reviews. thanks!

I also copied the first chapter 'Car Ride' into the beginning of this in case some didnt go reread it since that first chapter is actually in the middle of the story. OKay but anyway have fun reading

San Sun Surf Life

Ti

The last few months flashed through his head in quick short bursts

The last few months flashed through his head in quick short bursts. He laughed quietly as the thoughts about her turned from completely primal to something else. He still couldn't think of how to explain how he felt. It had gone from how her body felt against his, how fucking her let out all anger and frustration, to the way when she slept she had a slow small smile on her face, how when she would kiss him her fingers threaded through his hair. He shook his head. He shouldn't be thinking this stuff. At least that's what his parent told him. Though he didn't see why not. There was no blood relation between them at all.

He knew she wasn't the only reason he was on his way, with his father, to this psychologists office. His father had seen the cuts. The personal 'battle wounds' he had built up over the years. At that thought he looked down at his arm. There werent many. Some were deep some werent. He wasn't the type you would think to do this. It had really all started as an accident. He had slipped and cut his finger when he was cutting a piece of cake. He realized the pain in his chest and head had eased with the pain bleeding from his finger. It had been months before he tried to see if it would happen again, on purpose. He wasn't ashamed of them though. Each one told a story about hardships he had gone through in his life. He wore them like a medal. He hadent even done it since the first time they were together. He didn't need his trusty razor blade when he had this very special girl.

He then noticed his father was droning on about how dissapointing it was to see him set this example to his little brother and sisters. That first of all the cutting. His father didn't understand how hurting yourself could make the pain disapear. He didn't care about that. His dad kept talking about how he really could of hurt himself. Killed himself. No matter how many times he told his father he never made them deep enough, hard enough, to kill himself. That it was never his intention and he didn't want to die. But in one ear out the other. The second point his father brought up was 'the relationship'. That was what his father was calling it. How it was a horrible thing and could never happen. What would people say? But he didn't care. His father didn't care he loved her. The rawest, purest, most primal, of relationships had turned into love.

Through out his fathers rambleing he stayed quiet. He had spoken his piece. Many times over. Both of them had. But yet again in one ear out the other. Not even a bat of an eye on how they felt. Just the rules. Never alone. Never to go anywhere, ever again. Never to be in eachothers rooms. He was surprised they hadnt said they couldn't talk, or look at each other. But as long as she didn't get shipped off to her father, like the original plan when they found out, he was okay with the rules. He would take being around her at least to nothing.

His father finally pulled into the parking lot and he jumped out of the car. Not being able to stand the close quarters with his father. He walked into the building and his father went to the desk, checking him in. Soon a old lady came and told him the doctor could see him now. He stood and went to follow her. He noticed his dad standing too.

"No I don't want you to come." He said simply and walked through the door. His dad stood there in shock.

The nurse looked at him frowning a bit, "Im sorry but since hes sixteen, if he doesn't want you in there you can't come." She said shutting the door on him. He sulked back to his seat sitting down.

The young man took a seat on the couch, laughing. He didn't actually think shrinks had couches in their offices. He looked up as the doctor walked in and sat at his desk.

"Hello Mr. Venturi. Im Dr. Brown." He said smiling at the teenager in front of him.

Derek looked at him and crossed his arms relaxing in the couch. "Okay, well would you like to tell me why you're here?" Dr. Brown asked. Derek raised his eyebrow. "I mean what events lead you to have to come talk to someone?" He tried again. Still nothing. "Okay how about you just start from the beginning." Dr. Brown said hoping that if he mentioned a place to start Derek would start talking.

"What beginning? When I first started cutting? Or when I started sleeping with my STEP-sister." Derek said leaning forward, his elbows on his knees.

Dr. Brown leaned forward. "How about with the cutting first then we will talk about the relationship with your sister." He said tapping his pen against his chin.

"STEP SISTER GOD DAMNIT!" He yelled and Dr. Brown looked at him in shock.

"Im sorry. Continue." He said and Derek rolled his eyes.

"Fine, I started a few years ago. My parents were in the middle of the divorce, fighting all the time. I was cutting a piece of cake and the knife slipped. I sliced my finger. It made me feel better. At first I never tried it again for a few more months. Then things started to build up again. I remembered it and tried it. It worked. I never made them deep. Or big. I never wanted to die. I just wanted release. Then my dad married Caseys mom. We fought all the time. Everyday, all day. Then something happened." He said and stopped. Dr. Brown looked at him wanting him to continue.

"Me and Casey were fighting one day. Nothing new. Well we started fighting for….I don't know how to say it...well we were trying to see who would be back down first. We ended up kissing…and it went farther." He said and Dr. Brown cut him off.

"Farther as in…" He said.

"We fucked. It started like that. Just sex. Then we fell for each other. I realized shes not a snotty bitch, and im really not a lazy ass hole. But anyway. I stopped cutting. I just didn't need to anymore. She saw the scars one day and made me promise I would stop. I told her I would, even that I already had because of her." Derek said leaning back and sighing.

"There are you happy. The whole story." He said and glared at the doctor.

"Why does being with Casey make you stop?" He asked.

"Its not being with Casey, its being around her." Derek started, "She makes me happy. When I have a bad day it doesn't matter because I get to see her." He said and laughed slightly. He never thought he would be saying this about anyone, expecially Casey.

"I see, and why did you hide it from your parents?" Dr. Brown asked.

"Because this would of happened. They would say it was wrong, that it was evil, we were brother and sister, and were not!" Derek said.

"I see, so you hid it because you felt they would think it was bad." Dr. Brown said.

"Your just repeating what I just said. Lets put it this way. I HATE Casey as a sister, shes uptight, crazy, and controlling. I LOVE Casey as a girlfriend. Shes amazing, sweet, beautiful, and fun. I don't think this is wrong. Were not related." Derek said.

"Okay. I understand. So what have your parents said?" He asked.

"Well lets see, were both grounded, cant see each other. They hated when we fought, and now were not and they want us to fight again. I don't understand." Derek said.

"Okay what I would like to do is talk to both your parents." Dr. Brown said glancing at the clock on the wall.

"Fine." Derek said and stood up walking out of the room, down the hall, past his father in the waiting room and straight out the door to the car.

A few minutes later his father came out and unlocked the car. "He wants to talk to Nora and me." He said and Derek nodded.

"Yeah I know." He said and crossed his arms. The car ride home was quiet.

They pulled into the driveway and Derek looked up into Caseys window.

She sat on the window seat and smiled a little. Derek smiled back and ran into the house. George witnessed this and shook his head following his son. George caught a glimpse of Dereks feet turning the corner at the top of the stairs.

"How did it go?" Casey asked throwing her door open.

"Fine I talked to the doctor. Told him everything. He wants to talk to Nora and dad." he said and She nodded.

"Wait…everything as in…." She started.

He nodded, "Yeah everything." He said and she bit her lip.

"He wouldn't tell them would he?" She asked.

"He cant. Paitent doctor confidentiality." Derek said and kissed her forehead.

"Good." She said and wrapped her arms around him.

"IN YOUR ROOMS NOW!!" Nora yelled up the stairs.

Casey and Derek sighed and he kissed her again. "Love you." He said.

"I love you too." She said and pulled away and stepped back into her room.