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Derek's POV
It was Sunday night, and Derek walked into his house, closing the front door behind him.
"So, win the hockey game?" Edwin asked, sitting on the couch watching TV with Lizzie.
"Don't I always" Derek said in a matter-of-fact way.
"Well…not always, what about the time-" Edwin began, but stopped when he saw the look on Derek's face, obviously telling him he'd better shut up or he was gonna be dead.
"Yeah…So where is everyone?" Derek asked, taking off his leather jacket and putting it on a hook on the coat hanger.
"Mom and George went out, Marti's asleep and Casey's in her room" Lizzie said.
'Some child care'
"I see" Derek said carelessly. He turned and went up the stairs.
'Well, since I'm here, might as well bug Casey before I go to bed'
Casey's POV
Casey was sitting on her bed with her back up against the front board. She was reading a poem that she had printed off the internet.
When suddenly the door swung open, and in came Derek.
'What a surprise'
"Do you ever knock?" Casey asked, a little annoyed.
"You know, I thought about it, but then I figured, what's the point? I mean, I knock, then you say 'who is it?' Then I say 'it's me' then you say 'what do you want?' and so on. I figured, by me just walking in, it saves us both a lot of time" Derek said waving his hands around for effect.
'Wow, that actually made sense'
"Well it's nice to see your brain working" Casey said unsurely.
"So whatcha reading there?" Derek asked snatching the paper out of Casey's grip.
"Derek!" Casey yelled, trying to grab the paper back.
'Oh no! He better not read it!'
"Well well well, it's a poem" Derek said mockingly.
"Yeah smartass, now can I have it back…please" Casey said, obviously annoyed. At the same time chasing after Derek in effort to get the paper back.
"Not There" Derek began to read the title in a poetic voice.'Oh no he is gonna read it!'
"Derek!" Casey cried.
"I stare at you across the room
I see your warming face
I try to see the inside you hide
Your feelings I try to embrace" Derek continued. But stopped suddenly, and looked at Casey.
Casey had stopped chasing him and just stood there, staring back at him attentively.
Derek's POV
"I realize as I look at you
As I just sit and stare
I can see you perfectly clear
But for some reason you're not there
I see your eyes, I see your face
But yet I can not see
Your loving inside that you had
I can't see your personality
I realize how much that you have changed
How you don't seem to care
I stare at you across the room
But yet you are not there" Derek continued, but this time he read it with more passion.
He took a deep breath and continued.
"I must face the facts, that we
Can never exsist
So I'll just move on, love someone else
Though the question will always
Linger, do you really not see me?
Are you really not there?" Derek read, he read the last line in a whisper, it was more like he was reading to himself.
'Wow…'
He forgot that he had an audience. He looked over at Casey. She quickly looked away when she saw him looking at her.
"Uh…yeah" Derek said unsurely. He put the paper on Casey's bed and quickly went out the door, closing the door behind him quietly.
He leaned back on her door; he tilted his head back so it rested on the door.
'Wrong Case…We can exist'
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