"Ew, I don't want to wear that."

"Come on, Case." I said as she stood in front of me. "Would you rather sleep in your clothes?"

She looked down at what she was wearing. "No…" She sighed and then grabbed the hockey jersey from my hand and walked towards the bathroom. I smiled and then changed into my boxers. They were a deep red. I yawned and then sat down on my bed. About ten minutes later, Casey walked into my bedroom, silently closing the door behind her.

"You know, you look better without your makeup on." I said. "Prettier."

"Shut up, Der Bear." She said, giving me a kiss.

"Der Bear? Now that's something I haven't heard in a long time."

"What are you talking about?" She asked as she walked around to the other side of my bed.

"Kendra was my last girlfriend, and she called me that all the time."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be! It sounds so much cuter when you say it."

She blushed and then crawled under the covers. "Goodnight." She said. I sat there, looking at her form.

I touched her arm. "You know, that's not how we say goodnight."

"How do we say goodnight?" She asked, opening her eyes and scooting towards me.

"Like this…" I said, pulling her onto my lap and putting one hand on each side of her hip.

"Oh…" She smiled and then wrapped her arms around my neck. I started to kiss her and then we started to make out. I felt her petite hands twirling my hair and I deepened the kiss.

Then there was a crash and Casey and I both turned our heads a man was laying on the floor of my bedroom, glass all around him.

"DADDY!!" Casey screamed. I grabbed her hand and then we ran out of the room, attempting to lock it behind us. We ran down the stairs and we stopped. "Where should we hide?" Casey whispered to me as we heard her Dad knock down my door.

"Under the table!" I said, and then we scooted under it. I held Casey close to me, and we cuddled together. He came down the steps.

"Casey! Where are you?" He asked as he started walking around the living room. "I told you not to run away with that boy! I told you not to see him. Now I've decided that you aren't going to pay, but YOUR BOYFRIEND IS!!" He screamed, and Casey whimpered.

I put my finger up to my mouth shushing her.

It didn't work though.

He knew where we were.

I grabbed Casey's hand and dragged her out from under the table. She tightened her grip on my hand as she hid behind me. "What is your problem??" I asked, yelling at him.

"You."

"Leave Casey alone! She doesn't want to come back!"

"She will if you die!"

"NO!" Casey screamed, standing in front of me.

"Stay out of this babe." I whispered in her ear. Unfortunately, her father heard it.

"That's the last time you will call my daughter babe!" He pointed the gun at me.

"NO!!!" Casey screamed.

"Go upstairs!" I said, motioning her upstairs.

"I'm not leaving you." She said.

"GO!" I said, shoving her towards the stairs.

"NO! Derek please!"

"Casey!"

"No…" She said, looking down at her feet.

"You have taken my daughter away from me." Her dad spoke up.

"You were the one who forgot about her when she was little! YOU BASTARD!!" I yelled and then I heard the gun being fired and pain seared through my body. I fell down onto the ground and the last thing I heard was Casey screaming my name and the last thing I felt was her soft touch on my arm.