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Chapter 3: The Day After.
"De-rek!" Casey was on top of her lungs. Her body was covered with blue paint and she saw him in the corner giggling his way toward her.
"Silly Spacey. You can never beat my notorious plans." The step brother patted Casey's head—the part free of bright blue paint. She stood there in the spot until the sight of her brother disappeared.
-oo-
Casey opened her eyes and sighed. No wonder she used to loathe her stepbrother, seeing the pranks she had to put up with during her high school life. That brought back memories, she thought to herself. She looked up in the ceiling and then to the heavy arms that rested on top of her belly. She hoped it was all a part of the dream but when she saw a slightly older version of the person in her dreams sleeping beside her, she knew it was foolish to hope otherwise.
"How can I be more messed up?" She mumbled, sighing when she realized that Derek occupied both her subconscious and conscious mind. After thinking the whole night about her situation, she formulated in her mind about having a memory relapse or some sort. Finding out "why," though, was the least she could worry at the moment. She needed to get a hold of her present life first, she consciously stated. And when she's adjusted, she knew she'd find ways to figure out what really happen to her.
Although she had hoped it revealed more, the diary that she found only covered about two months of her new self. It helped though, big time. She was a keener and her diary reflected it. She knew almost everything that happened the past two months and luckily enough, it was still the beginning of the semester and her school works are all saved in her laptop in neat folders. She skipped class, but her homework until the week after seemed to have been submitted (or so her journal reflects). She had done serious preparation to free herself from this weekend it seemed.
Skipping class was way out of character for Casey, but some serious measure need to be done when things got out of hand. And when things like this happened, skipping one or two days of classes was not at all a heavy decision to make.
The diary also revealed intimate secrets about her and Derek's relationship for the past two months, for which she was rather more anxious about—to put it very mildly in Casey's term.
Casey closed her eyes and let out a big sigh. Although the description was not as dreamy and perfect as how she imagined her relationships to be, from the diary it seemed that Emily was right. She seemed to be head over heals about Derek. And to her it seemed that he was too. They have been going steady for two years, so that must be a good sign, she reasoned to herself.
She took all measures to not be suspicious when Derek went home to their apartment the day before. She tried not to cringe when Derek kissed her, bought pizza for dinner, and pretended to be in front of the computer finishing her homework the rest of the day.
She made sure she laid in the most corner of their queen bed and pretended to be asleep when Derek kissed her forehead. The brunette hoped that Derek didn't realize the crazy beating of her heartbeat. Indeed Casey felt the warmth of Derek's arms around her when she went to bed, fully awake but eyes shut. She kept thinking about the things that happened to her in the last 24 hours until finally she drifted off to sleep.
And thus yesterday passed.
"Only a day away from anniversary. Yippie." Casey murmured sarcastically to herself. How would she act in her anniversary when facing Derek normally was hard enough?
"You awake Case?" Casey jolted to the sound of Derek's soft voice but remained in her position. She mumbled and stretches her arm in random directions, pretending to be half asleep. She felt Derek's hands tightened around her and she tensed. When Derek's lips brushes her nape, she cursed him in her mind, then cursed herself for not getting up when he pressed his lips against her neck, moving while doing so to the base of her right ear. And no, her heart wasn't prepared for this. Her whole body heated up, and she inhaled lots of air to calm herself down.
She then opened her eyes, turned around to face Derek and kissed him in the lips. "Morning Hun." She heard her own voice say, astonished at how steady her voice sounded. She quickly sat then stood up.
"I'm going to occupy the bathroom for some time." She quickly said to him, trying to walk as calmly as she possibly could without looking directly at the guy who was supposedly her boyfriend.
When she got into the bathroom, she turned on the shower, closed the door, locked it, and slid down to the floor. Her face heated up and her calm expression worn off. She covered her face with her hands and grunt, cursing while trying to gather the shreds of her rational self. How the hell could she go on with tomorrow's "anniversary," she wondered rather hopelessly to herself.
A/N: Found some typos and just finished proof reading it, the bad thing of not re-reading it carefully before publishing… But should be better now. Do review. Will update soonnn so wait for it :)