Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

It Never Happened

Derek had knocked on the girl's restroom door several times and Casey still hadn't responded to him. Letting out a very loud sigh he headed back to the table and took a seat. He still couldn't believe that he'd actually kissed her that he'd given into temptation. Sighing again he felt the feeling of fear looming before him at the possibility of losing everything.

Casey looked at her reflection one more time and sighed as she touched her lips. Emily had been right; she was obsessed with Derek and totally head over heels in love with him, something she hadn't realized until now. She felt so lost and confused, this was Derek after all and he was her stepbrother. There was no blood between them, but it had to be wrong. Didn't it?

And she couldn't do this to her mom and George. Could she? She knew that she couldn't, the problem was explaining that to her heart. She wanted to scream because she knew what she had to do, sadly. Grabbing a paper towel and wetting it, she wiped her lips desperately trying to get rid of the feeling of Derek's lips on hers. Sighing when she realized there really was no use in trying because she'd never forget. Reaching into her purse she pulled out her lip gloss and fixed her lips in an attempt to hide the feelings in some physical way. As if by putting on lip gloss she could hide everything from the world and more importantly from herself.

Feeling the warmth of salty tears in her eyes, Casey looked up at her reflection and quickly wiped them away with her thumb.

"Why Derek?" she asked her reflection, begging for an answer, any answer just something to substance her, "Why'd he have to make…make me feel this way? Why?"

"Why Casey?" Derek asked himself aloud as he banged his head into the table which was earning him several stares and scaring a few people, "Of all the people in the world, why her?"

He wanted to scream out all his frustrations or knock them out of his head. What had he done? What if he'd just ruined everything? What if he'd ruined his entire life? What if she never spoke to him again? He wanted to take it back desperately. No he didn't because, no matter what happened he'd always have those few moments to cherish and remember. And no one could take that away from him.

Casey took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. She couldn't believe this was happening. She felt like she was in some kind of dream that was sadly about to turn into a nightmare that she'd never forget.

"Derek?" Casey said sliding into the booth across from him.

"Casey?" he said looking her straight in the eye and wondering if she knew how much torment he was in right now.

"Derek, about…" Casey said stopping to take a deep breath and to force herself to finish what she sadly felt she had to say, "It never happened."

"What?" Derek said shocked by what she'd just said. Out of every thing she could have said that was the one thing he hadn't thought she'd say.

"It never happened." She repeated, having to force the words out of her mouth. Saying them once had been hard enough, "We just have to forget about it."

"Fine," Derek said getting up, with not only his pride wounded but his heart in pieces.

"I…shouldn't even," Casey said stopping him by grabbing his hand, "be saying this but…It's not because I…don't want to…but because we…can't."

Derek stood there with her hand on his for what felt like forever and still not long enough. Both there eyes locked to each others. Almost praying for…something nether of them could describe. It was Derek who finally broke the silence.

"Casey…I…" he began but she stopped him by pulling her hand away and walking away, stopping him from saying something he so desperately needed to say.

Casey could feel the burning sensation in her eyes and knew the tears were about to fall again. Taking a seat on the bus she let them slip out from between her closed lashes. She wanted the pain to stop but knew there was no medicine in the entire world that could take it away. And part of her felt like she needed to feel the pain. All the sharpness. Like a knife in her heart.

Author's Note:

Hey,

Sorry I didn't update last Monday or yesterday. I had a horrible cold and I'm still getting over it.

Until Next Monday,

Caroline