Chapter Three

We're Making Out Inside Crashed Cars

Casey was pissed. So more than she had ever been in her life. At her mom, Geroge, and at anyone who had the odacity to come and talk to her. At the moment she was in the room listening to music that seemed to calm her mood.

She understood why her parents hadn't told the younger children about Derek's con-condition. But not her. Not Casey. Anything Derek could handle, she could handle too. Casey paused. That statement had been true in the past, but was it anymore. She paused again. If her and Derek had to switch places would she be able to handle his situation with as he did? He almost acted as if he didn't care that his body was killing him, but then again, Derek had never been one to express his feelings.

As her song came on the radio and she couldn't help but think of Derek as a tear rolled down her face.

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He was feeling much better today, thank god. For Derek, this was the greatest day of the year. The end of the summer party, and to top it all off he had turned 16 only a few days before and his newly printed and laminated license lay in his wallet waiting to be used. The hot water was starting to run out he noted as he washed his hair rapidly. Every cevass of his body was clean and smelling good by the time he began to rinse his hair, closing his eyes to avoid soap getting into them and turned off the water. He grabbed a towel and walked out of the shower.

He jumped as he saw Casey brushing her teeth. "Don't you knock?" He said but he couldn't help but smile. Casey always made him smile. He grabbed his boxers and put them on underneath his towel and then unwrapped it. Casey burst out laughing. "What?" Derek said as Casey pointed at his boxes which were covered with pictures of Spiderman. "He's cool"

"Right, Derek." Casey said as she rolled her eyes and carefully put on some lip gloss. She threw him his jeans and he put them on his feet freezing as he pushed Casey over a little so that he could see the mirror. "Derek!" She exclaimed as he smeared lip gloss along the side of her face.

"Sorry" He muttered as he brushed his teeth. "You look nice" He muttered, his mouth full of foam.

"Yeah. Emily invited me to this end of the year party thing. Apparently it's pretty big around here."

"Yeah, I'll drive you if you want..." He said, rinsing out his mouth.

"Your going?' Casey inquired. She wasn't sure if a party that Derek was going to would be her scene.

"Yeah. It's the biggest party of the year. Why wouldn't I go?"

"I dunno. I just didn't think that you would be up to it what with your-" She stopped as Derek looked at her angrily.

"You didn't unplug the shower-" she said, making a quick save.

"Are you sure? I thought I pushed that lever thing down?"

"Do you hear the water draining?" Casey asked as Derek walked to the bathtub. The nozzle was down, he saw. There was probably a washcloth blocking the drain. He felt something and grabbed it, suprised to find a clump of hair. The Venturi-MacDonald house had a strict bathroom rule- everyone had to clear the drain before they left. The hair was too light to be Edwins or Caseys, and way to short to be Lizzie's.

"Son of a Bitch!" Derek yelled as he hit the bathroom wall with his hand.

"What?" Casey asked. The water was draining from the tub now. She looked at Derek.

"Nothing." He said as she saw him throw something into the toilet and flush it. "Be ready and in my car in 15 minutes." and with that he walked into his room and slammed the door.

"I don't know why he won't talk to me-" Casey said to herself.

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Derek looked at himself in the mirror. This was not soposed to be happening. The doctors had said- they had promised that his hair was not going to fall out until his second round of chemo, but sure enough, his hair was falling out. It was just barely noticeable, but thinner none the least. He got dressed and jumped in the car with Casey like nothing had happened.

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Casey was having a great time Derek noted sourly, although she had managed to stay no more than ten feet away from him the whole night, not that Derek could blame her. She was probably scared that he was going to get sick or something. Derek looked on bitterly as a girl walked up to him.

"Hey" She smiled. Derek glanced at her. He had seen her around school a few times.

"Hi. How's it going"

"It's going" the girl smiled "Party's slowing down a bit."

"I'm Derek-'" he smiled as he scanned her up and down. She was thin and athletic with skin so tan he was amazed that he could see her in the dark. She had beach blonde hair that was cut just below the shoulder blades and fixed pin-straight. All in all he would of given her an 8 on a scale of 1 to 10 except for her piercing blue eyes that boosted her up to an 8.5.

"I know..." The girl smiled. "I'm Laine-"

"Pleasure-" Derek smiled. Suddenly his grin dropped as he saw a guy who was talking to Casey lead her to the dance floor which was on the sandy beach.

"Do you want to dance?" The girl he had just been introduced to as Laine asked.

"Sure" Derek said as he grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. The music picked up speed and so did the dancing as he felt the girl grind up against him, though he didn't really pay attention. He was too busy watching Casey and her man who he now relised as some punk he had beat up in the second grade. He suddenly jerked as he saw the guy put his hand on her butt.

"Will you excuse me for a minute?" Derek said as he walked up to the two. As he got closer to them he couldn't help but get more and more angry and when he pulled him away from her it was with much more force than he had originally intended.

"Hey man... What the hell?" the kid said as he stumbled back a few feet.

"Nobody puts a hand on her ass" Derek said, pointing at Casey "Unless I tell him to.."

"She's a big girl. She can make her own dicisions..."

"You have better watch what you say to me, Nick. I beat you up when I was eaight and I have grown a lot since then. You've stayed pretty much the same size... Are you sure you want to mess with me?"

"Whatever, man.."Nick said as he walked away. Derek looked around to find Casey but she was gone. He saw her storming away down the beach and into the dunes.

"Casey!" Derek yelled, fallowing her. "Casey!" She didn't answer him, but she did speed up her pace. Derek caught up with her as she reached the top on one of the smaller sand dunes. "Casey, stop.." He said as he got in front of her.

"Go Away Derek!" She yelled. "You can not do things like that. I can make my own descisions. I know what I want!"

"You can not tell me that you want a guy ho had his hand on your ass after him knowing you for less than five minutes." Derek yelled back.

"Oh, please..." Casey exclaimed. "Like your any better... I saw you dancing with that blonde haired skank. If their weren't other people around, I am sure that you would of screwed her right there on the dance floor..."

"Casey, that's not true-" Derek said as she started to walk away again. "Casey-stop. Casey, will you please just listen to me?"

"Derek. I can't belive you. Your the biggest hipocryte I have ever-"

Casey stopped as her eyes grew wide. Derek was kissing her. As mush as he mind protested, she went with it. She let out a soft moan as he pulled away, the taste of his kiss on her lips. She slowly opened his eyes as she saw him standing in front of her, his hands in her pockets, looking down at the ground.

"Um..." Casey said, shocked, looking for the right words to say. "Yeah...Well. Oh, what the hell" And with that she pressed her body up against his, their lips met together so fervently that she felt she could die right there. Months and months of built up sexual tension was unleashed as they explored the layouts of each others mouths. Their kiss was so hot, so passionate that Casey hardly noticed when they were at the door of Derek's car. She crawled into the drivers seat as Derek came down on top of her. He started up the car, rolling up the windows. She moaned as he kissed her cheek, her collarbone, behind her ear. She opened her eyes. "Derek?" She said, short of breath.

"Yeah?" He said his voice muffled by her lips.

"It's 4:30"

Derek stopped. "In the morning?"

"No..It's actually daylight out..." Casey said sarcastically as she slid over in the seat as the two drove home.

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Derek lay in his bed. He seemed almost lost. All he had wanted for so long was Casey that now that he had her, he was unsure of what to do next. All he knew was that fifteen minutes ago, he and Casey were making out in his car, and he wasn't thinking about the pain, or his cancer, or what the kids were going to say at school. All he could think about was her. A smile spread across his face. Maybe he always did get what he wanted.

Yeah. Dereks a player. I really tried to make this chapter as emotional as possible, and I hope I did a good job. In the next few chapters things are going to be more more soap opera like, and I think your going to be seeing more of Laine, the girl Derek was danceing with. Suggestions are needed and will be used. Please read and reveiw, it really does keep me wrighting. Much love forever, Aiden.