Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! See, the more reviews I get, the faster I want to get the next chapter up to thank you guys :-D And hehe, yes I do know that I made up the University of Vancouver :-p I was gonna make up a university in Montreal for Derek, too, but I figured that he should go to the place that they invented hockey, don't you? Hehe. Anddd this is the first time I've actually incorporated a song into a fic... it just begged for me to, so hopefully it doesn't seem to cliche or anything. Alright, enjoy this chapter!
Casey closed her eyes as the plane's engines came to life. She couldn't help but feel like she was making a huge mistake. She had gone for three years without seeing her family—why suddenly decide to accept an invitation to one of their dumb family parties?
That was a question she couldn't answer. But she had already promised Lizzie that she would come home for Halloween, the night that had always meant so much to them when they were younger. It had been their favourite holiday ever since they could remember. And every time another Halloween approached while she was in Vancouver, all Casey could do was feel immense guilt that she wasn't spending it with her one and only sister.
So this time, she had told her that she would come home.
Casey had told her mother, but made her and Lizzie both promise that they wouldn't tell anybody else. She was hoping to avoid one person in particular—Derek. She would only be in Ontario for two days, so she knew it would be easy to evade her stepbrother. Lizzie told her that he never came to holiday functions at the Venturi-MacDonald house anyway. Casey figured he would be spending it in his apartment anyway, which she heard was in Montreal. She imagined it to look like the ultimate swinger's pad. Complete with several dumb Playboy bimbos and nightly parties.
She tried to get some desperately-needed sleep on the plane, but her body wouldn't relax enough for sleep to actually come.
The flight would be painfully long if she was lost in her own tormented thoughts, so she turned on the TV screen in front of her and tried to get into one of the movies. When nothing seemed to hold her interest, she put on her headphones and tried to focus on the mellow music seeping into her ears.
I know it's late
I shouldn't call at this hour
But yet, my fate
I need lips to devour
My nervous system is shot alright
I won't sleep unless you
Sleep with me tonight
Deep with me tonight
I know
It's late
We've known each other awhile
I can't wait
To see your twisted smile
Kindred spirit of candle light
I won't sleep unless you
Sleep with me tonight…
Casey immediately froze. Maybe it hadn't been a good idea to listen to music. Because her thoughts were immediately thrust back to that night.
That night she would never forget. The night she was reminded of every day for the last three years.
She had slept with her stepbrother. Had sex with him. Gave up her virginity to him.
She still wasn't sure just why she had done it… sure, she was attracted to Derek. She always had been. But that night, something she couldn't explain had taken over her.
It wasn't something she regretted though, no matter what. But she was pretty sure he regretted it. That's why she had slipped out early that morning and boarded the plane without saying goodbye to him.
She figured that it would be easier that way. Easier than hearing him say those words, easier than seeing the look on his face.
And she had stayed away from him ever since.
Not just him, actually. The whole family. Because she couldn't bear for them to know what she and Derek had done. She didn't want anybody to know.
She did this not just for her. But also for her daughter, Brianna.
Her dirty little secret.
