Chapter Four.
It had been a week since Casey and Derek's fight. They hadn't really spoken to each other afterwards for a while. If they spoke, it would only be, I'm ready to go, or get out of the bathroom. Casey tried her hardest to ignore Derek, and Derek tried to fix everything again. He knew she didn't forgive him, but he wished she would.
After awhile, things started to go back to what it somewhat use to be, but both of them knew it wouldn't be the same.
It was early in the morning on Sunday, and Casey and Derek couldn't fall asleep. In Derek's room, he kept tossing and turning thinking about a blue eyes brunette in the other room that he cared about it. He sighed loudly. I got to get her off my mind. I got to stop being all nice. Maybe I should just go back to being my arrogant self. She's changing me. And I don't know if it's good or bad. She's like a curse, he thought to himself as he got off his bed and went downstairs to watch some TV.
Casey also couldn't get her mind off of a certain stepbrother. Stupid Derek. He's been acting highly different though. It's been a month or two and he stopped dating, but why? He's actually being tolerable around… me. Ugh, she thought to herself. She looked at the clock and it read 3:11 AM. She sighed and got out of her bed and walked downstairs.
When she got half way down the stairs, she noticed someone was watching TV. So she crept down, hoping they wouldn't notice her. She noticed that there was a figure sitting on the couch flipping channels, and she noticed that that figure was Derek. She continued to creep behind him and grabbed a pillow that was on the ground and whacked him on the head. He was startled by the hit that he fell off the sofa. He turned to see Casey bent over, with one hand squeezing the side of her stomach and the other on her mouth, trying her hardest not to laugh too loud that way she wouldn't wake up anyone in the house.
"Oh, you think that's funny?" He walked towards her and she instantly stopped laughing and started walking backwards towards the stairs.
"Derek, don't you dare!" She hissed and ran towards the stairs, but she felt a pair of strong arms grab her hips and pulled her back. He started tickling her and she tried her hardest not to wake up anyone with her squeals.
"Derek stop! Please!" Casey begged trying to get out of his grasp.
"Say the magic word, then I'll stop."
"Uncle! Please! Just stop!" Casey begged. He let go and continued laughing with her till both of their breathings were back to normal. After they both calmed down, they both finally realized how they were situated. Casey was lying down on the sofa, while Derek was on top of her straddling her, and their faces only inches away from each other. They looked at each other for a while, till Casey finally broke the silence.
"Um… Derek?"
"Yeah?" He replied in a soft whisper.
"Could you… maybe get off?" Casey asked in a husky voice.
"Oh yeah… sure." Derek got off of her and sat next to her awfully close.
Awkward, was what both of them thought.
They sat there for a couple of minutes just looking at each other, somehow getting closer and closer to each other, until Derek broke their trance.
"So what did you come down here for? Isn't it past your bedtime?" Casey stopped moving towards him and lay back onto the sofa.
"Real funny Der, I just came by to get a bite to eat because I couldn't fall asleep." Casey said rolling her eyes. "Why are you awake? Come from a party with some hoe?" Derek's eyes darkened.
"You know I don't go with anyone, so you should shut up." He said standing from the sofa, as well as Casey.
"Why don't you tempt me," Casey warned. "What's up with you anyway huh? You're all nice to me and then you come out as an arrogant ass. What the hell's wrong with you huh?"
Derek knew he was acting different. He stopped moving from one girl to another, and he went to fewer parties, then he expected to be. He really became different after he had that talk with Sam.
"Shut up." Derek said continuing to walk towards her.
"Is that all you got? Shut up? What happened to all your comebacks? And are we in speaking terms now? You've been ignoring me, then now you're acting all good with me?" Casey hissed getting angry with Derek by the minute.
Derek pushed Casey until she hit the wall, pushing his body up against hers. She felt her body melt with the feeling of his warmth on her. Casey tried to push him off, but he was stronger than her, and failed miserably. He moved his hands towards hers, and moved both of their hands above their heads and left it there. He moved closer to her, leaving no space between them. She tried to kick him, but he moved his legs to settle in between her legs. Their face were deadly close to each other, but neither of them noticing.
"I'll act however the hell I want to act around anyone." He snarled. Casey stared into his brown eyes as he stared into her blue ones. Casey bit her lip and Derek instantly looked down at her lips. Her soft pink lips, and with her biting it. She looked nervous, and Derek had a look in his eyes. It wasn't fierce; it was something she has never seen.
She took a deep breath before she spoke. "What do you want from me?" she said in soft whisper.
Derek stared at her for a long minute, finally noticing that he was merely inches away from her lips. Casey also notices this and felt self-conscious. He let go of her hands and backed away.
"Something I can't have." And with that, he walked upstairs. What did I just do? He thought to himself. He hit his head with the pillow. He couldn't that he basically told her how he felt. He sighed deeply, shook his head and lied on his bed.
Casey was downstairs thinking about what he just said. What does he mean, something he can't have? So much for sleeping tonight.