Chapter Five

Now I Only Waste It Dreaming Of You

As always, thankyou so much for your reveiws. I always take time out to read them. Here are some replies:

MayMarie- Heh. Yes, all of the things that you sent me about Kidney Failure are true, but there are also some cases like int he one of my baby sister, Ahna where the as children you can catch a virus where the kidneys are permently damaged. And the virus has been known to come back. All of the medical information I have used in this story is true. I don't really bullshit around with it. It takes the realism out of the story.

Raspberrylove- Ah... No comment. :). You will definately see more of Casey, though. And maybe even a different side of Derek.

LanaLangKent- Your pretty awsome, too.

Oh, and ignore the spelling. When I am done with this story, I am going to re-edit and everything.

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Three days had passed since the late night chat with Laine had taken place, and although he had been released from the hospital, he had still returned every day to visit with her, and maybe play a round or two of Candy Land.

Casey knew, of coarse, and said good for him. She said that it was wonderful for him to make a freind, though by the look on her face Derek could tell that she was jelous and hurt. He could see why. Casey and Laine were different in every aspect. And Laine was beautiful, even by his standards, so he had to find special time for Casey to remind her that she was the only girl for him.

But when he got to the hospital today, things were different. When he walked into Laine's room, he found the bed to be empty. At first, he had freaked out and ran to the nurse's station, demanding to know where she was.

"Laine Bishop?" The nurse said out loud, questioningly. "She was moved to room 115-"

"Isn't that on the first floor?" Derek said. "Why would she be there?" He had asked mainly for himsef. The hospitols floors went by range of sickness. Fifth floor were for minor cuts and burns, and where the nursery was, for new born babies. Four was where the OR was, prep and recovery, and on the second half was the teen ward, three was infections and isolation, two was out paitient care, and one was ICU and Transplant units.

"Your going to have to ask her, baby..." The nurse said. "The good lord knows there's no arguing with that girl. Once she has her mind made up about something, you best just do what she says."

"So she's not dying?"

"Dying? Heavans no. That girl has more life in her than she did they day she was born!"

Derek breathed a sigh of releif as he heard those words. It was like a humongous weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He walked down the stairs swiftly. He had been fealing more tired lately, but he was to anxious to see his friend, and he hadn't the paitience to wait for the elevator. He walked to the fourth hall of the first floor, counting the room numbers in his head as he passed them by. He slowed when he got to Laine's room, knocking slowly. He smiled as he heard someone yell "If whoever is out there actually thinks that I am busy, I suggest that they visit the Psych ward. It's on floor two-" Derek peaked his head around the corner before entering the door. "Derek!" Laine squeeled like a little girl as she gave him a hug. "I see you found my room OK-"

"Yeah. Speaking of which, why the hell are you on the first floor? We both know that that means?"

Laine blushed. "Let's not talk about that." She said defiantly. "What's going on with you and Casey?"

Derek sighed. Normally, he could talk to Casey for hours but lately she had really gotton on his nerves, and not in the cute way like she used too. It was a new kind of annoyance. "I dunno. I don't think that she really likes me comming here- She is kind of jelous of you-"

Laine snorted. "Jelous of the dying girl? Well, I haven't heard that one before. Although I do have a way of winning over the heart's of doctors'."

Derek smiled. "Well. Atleast I am not the only one who thinks that it is stupid. She can me so lame sometimes-" Derek opened a Seirra Mist that he had brought with him. "She builds up all this frusteration in her, and then she just blows up. She doesn't really have a way to vent."

"Maybe she should take up rapping. Her rap name could be C-Mac. That's pretty ghetto. C-Mac from Ocachobee, Holla!" Laine said with a straight face. Derek burst out laughing so hard that his soda came out of his nose. Lain, looking confused said, "I was serious-"

"Oh-" Derek said, his smile fading. "Sorry-"

The corners of Laine's mouth twitched as it spread into a smile. "It was a little funny-"

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Derek walked out of Laine's room a half an hour later fealing more confused than he could ever recall in his life. It was a pretty inlightening conversation. He had learned that her favorite color was pink, no suprise there. Her favorite song was 'Fix you' by Cold Play, and her full name was Alaina Civil Bishop. She had- or did have a big brother who's name was Jack, and he had moved to New York when she was thirteen- they were very close, she said, despite them being nearly ten years apart in age, but he had died in the September 11th attacks on the World Trade Center-. That really hurt Derek, and for the first time in his life he began to question his faith in god.

It seemed so wrong for such a gem of a person to have to go through so much hurt in there lives, and Derek tried hard, so hard to keep it out of his mind, but he knew that he was falling for the person who seemed to scare him the most- Laine Bishop.

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He avoided Casey at all costs for the next two days. He hated how she treated him, like he was a fragile porcelin doll. When was she going to understand? When was she going to get it through her head that he wasn't a baby, but a 16 year old kid.

Everything she did annoyed him, and on the inside he knew that it wasn't entirely her fault. New High Intensity Radiation had cause him to have headaches and nausia. It was sort of like a hangover times five. Even the sound of her voice seemed to annoy him, espicially because she was on another one of her power trips, because she was unhappy with the size of the bathroom.

What else more could she want? She had already gotton her own room, to redecorate the living room, threw a fit about closet space, and even had the nerve to tell him and his friends what video games they could and could not play.

Casey was spoiled, Derek new, though he would never say it to her face. His mom, Abby, and George had taught him and Edwin to make the best of any sistuation, which explained how they were pretty uneffected when George married Nora. Abby would of taught Marti, too, but she was too little, and Abby had died too young. But not Casey. She was such a negitive person. It seemed like the bulk of her conversations here about how a great of an old life she had. How her old house was perfect, how her family was perfect. Derek wanted to tell her that if she loved her old life so much, maybe she should just move back to Arizona. And truthfully, he wouldn't be too heartbroken if she did.

It was amazing how his fealings for one person could change so dramatically in so little time. He had been crazy about Casey- crazy. But now he would do anything to stop her and her jelousy.

Derek pressed those thoughts out of his head. He was probably just thinking those thoughts because he was sick and hurting and pretty mich miserable with out Laine there to comfort him.

He found that he spent most of his time waiting for her calls, waiting to hear her voice or the sight of her sweet smile. God, he loved that smile. He felt his own mouth break into a grin as he thought about it.

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Really short chapter, and the next one is going to be pretty short as well, but the one after that is sooo long. I think it is like, maybe forty pages in my notebook. And I am so excited for the next chapeter. Oh, just you wait. Love, Aiden. And I'm a boy, not a girl :)