Author's Note: Translation to this chapter's title is "She controls me." I wasn't going to post this chapter so soon but I just really felt the need to for some reason -shrugs- Ah well, I hope you enjoy it! Please let me know by giving me some feedback, I really really enjoy reading each and every review! Oh and don't forget everyone, the new season of Life With Derek starts today, July 1st!
Derek shifted in his tights unhappily. He was miserable with this dumb costume on. But Amy was beaming, talking animatedly with his family as some neighbours showed up for the party. Edwin, who was dressed as a spy, shook his head in disdain at his older brother.
Clearly, Derek was whipped by his girlfriend. And it was a damn shame.
Derek drummed his fingers against his glass of cool "monster punch" that Marti and Nora had made as he anxiously awaited the moment he had been waiting for for the past three years.
The moment he would lay eyes on one Casey MacDonald again.
He watched Marti the Fairy and Lizzie (who was dressed as a witch for the umpteenth year in a row) begin dancing to the Monster Mash as George finally walked through the door.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to finish up this big case," George apologized to his wife, kissing her quickly before noticing Derek.
"Der, my boy!" George exclaimed, coming over to him. Derek smiled, happier to see his father than he thought he would be, and gave him a hug.
"Hey, Dad."
"Did you bring Amy?"
"Yeah," Derek nodded, gesturing over to where Amy was now dancing with the girls.
"She's a nice catch, son," George winked, and then headed upstairs to go change out of his work clothes, leaving Derek to his thoughts.
He looked over at Amy. She was beautiful and sweet, and had a lot going for her. And she really liked his family a lot. Maybe it was stupid that he was so hung-up on his stepsister, who he had only slept with once and hadn't seen in three years. Maybe it was finally time to let her go once and for all.
Just as he was making the decision to do just that, the front door opened again and suddenly he couldn't breathe. There was Casey, right there in the flesh. Still gorgeous, she looked the same, aside from tired, weary eyes and a slightly thinner frame. Her beauty just seemed to stop his heart.
Her skin, a little bit less tan than he remembered, was still flawless and smooth-looking. Dressed as the princess she was, in a form-fitting pink gown, she looked breathtaking. Her collarbones protruded a bit from obvious weight lost, but her breasts, squished in a pink corset, looked just as full and round as he remembered. Her waist was thin and the fabric of her dress hid her long legs from view, but it was okay because Derek knew exactly what they looked like. Her body was forever imprinted into his brain from that night. That night, so long ago… that all of the sudden seemed like only yesterday.
Her hair was cut just a bit shorter, but still sleek and shiny, causing his fingers to itch with the desire to run his fingers through it. Her blue eyes were smiling as she looked on at her sister and stepsister dancing, and Derek knew he hadn't noticed him yet.
He stood up, and Casey's eyes finally fell on him.
All colour drained from Casey's face instantly, and she had to reach out and grab the wall next to her to steady herself as her legs became weak. Shock travelled through her, and he could practically see her body freeze. She looked as if she was about to faint.
"Casey," he tried to call to her, but his voice only came out as a whisper.
Nora, who hadn't noticed her daughter's reaction, asked her offhandedly if she wanted a glass of "monster punch."
It took all Casey had to tear her eyes from her stepbrother across the room. She could hear her heart beating in her ears and her stomach had dropped to her knees. She just stared at her mother as if Nora had been speaking in another language to her.
Nora looked at her expectantly.
"Um…uh…no…" Casey finally managed to get out, and when her mother seemed satisfied with that answer, Casey looked back over at Derek.
He was advancing.
Not seeing a way out of this, Casey gathered up everything she had as he approached her.
"Hi," he finally said softly as he reached her.
Casey could only blink in response. "Hi?" she repeated, as if stumped by that.
"I, uh—" Derek began, but he was cut off by an arm moving around his waist.
"Derek, honey, come dance with me and the girls," Amy's voice sounded and Derek dumbly looked down at his girlfriend, who smiled lovingly back up at him. She then looked over at Casey. "Who's this?"
"This is, um…" Derek swallowed, his eyes moving back to Casey.
She looked completely stricken.
"I'm just his stepsister," Casey said coolly, her expression changing to a more impassive one. But Derek could see the dark hurt deep in her blue eyes. "Excuse me," she said and brushed past them.
Derek watched her retreat and wanted so badly to stop her.
But all he could do was watch her hurry up the stairs, her long pink dress flowing gracefully behind her.
"Smerek!" Marti called him by the name she called him as a young child. "Come on and dance!" Derek heard his little sister somewhere in the back of his mind.
But all he could do was stand there as Nora turned up the Halloween music.
I put a spell on you
'cause you're mine
You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'
No I ain't lyin'
You know I can't stand it
You're runnin' around
You know better daddy
I can't stand it cause you put me down
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You're mine
I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I don't care
If you don't want me
I'm yours right now
You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine…
