Elements of Truth
Disclaimer: I do not own life with Derek or Michael Seater.
Author's Note: 'ello. Bonjour. Phew weird chapter down here, there is some 'HOT DASEY ACTION'as Ashley would call it. Hehehe. 'cept not as much….yet again T rated. Lol. So I changed the title of this chapter a bit, because I changed it a bit, it's more…explicit that I imaged. Not in a horrible way, just….different. Also Thankies very mucho to you all for your wonderful reviews they were so good and made me write faster. I was originally gong to title it whats going to be happening in this chapter, but I had some last minute inspiration so I changed it sorry. Hope you enjoy the latest installment of 'EOT'. Review.
Chapter 8: Soul Meets Body
"Hey, I didn't know you played guitar." Squealed a familiar voice as Derek and Casey approached the table full of drinks. Casey blushed as she tried to balance on the back of her heels as she replied.
"I guess I just have a really good teacher."
"I wonder who that is…" She drawled hiding her annoyance poorly and finishing off her punch, smiled as she picked up a beer and left to go find Sheldon.
"What would you like?" Derek said moving closer to the table.
"One of everything." Casey said pick a random bottle up with a smile. She twisted off the cap and chugged it down within seconds.
"Whoa." Derek said as Casey wiped her mouth and grabbed another bottle and with one swift movement brought her hand down swiftly striking the table, popping the cap off against the cornor….like she'd done it before.
"Slow down there." Derek said pushing the bottle down from her mouth.
"No." She replied shaking her head as if he had asked her if she had eight legs. Derek scoffed at her rebellion as a joke. He turned away for a quick moment and decided that Drunk Casey isn't more fun and that she was going to get sick from all the beer. So Derek took Casey's old empty beer bottle and filled it with vodka adding a splash of coke for coloring. He didn't want her throwing up all night, at least hard liquor was a bit more subtle….she'd be out in an hour.
"Here, try this." Derek said taking away the newly empty bottle and handing her the new one. Derek grabbed the unopened bottle of Tequila. People had realized by then that they shouldn't mess with tequila, which is his drink and his drink only. Derek smirked as he took his first swig, the liquid burning his throat on the way down, his attention focused back onto Casey who was just finishing up the bottle.
"I guess that wasn't your first drink?" Derek said raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah I'm all tapped out of firsts, and don't switch beer with vodka, I prefer Tequila…so gimme." She pronounced getting heavily hammered. She grabbed the bottle and took a nice long sip before whipping her mouth and handing the bottle back to Derek while licking her lips as if to taunt him.
"Let's Dance." Casey said grabbing him by the arm and pulling him on to the dance floor which was already a giant mass of grinding, but with Casey and Derek into the mix people began to stare. Casey began to slowly grind up to Derek. He was into it at first, from the buzz, which only lasted thirty-minutes. Soon he realized that people were beginning to whisper and point.
Casey suddenly stopped dancing after what seemed like an hour and she whipped around to look Derek drunkenly in the eyes and slur, "I need another drink. Stay here." She proclaimed holding a finger up to his face and giving him an innocent look. Derek smiled as he finished off his bottle rolling it on the ground over near a couple heavily making out, oh how he wished he was making out with someone.
"Hey there big boy." Say a slow sexy voice.
"Hellooo." Derek said turning around to meet the glimmering eyes of a bubbly brunette.
"Evet." She said answering the question in his head. She was too aware of her beauty; she was wearing a short black dress. It was tight around the waist down the knees and loose up near the bust, making her look innocent with a secret to hide.
"Derek." Derek cooed, taking her by the waist and bringing her closer to him. "Hmmm, Casey." Derek said against her hair as they began to rock back and forward to the slow beat.
"It's Evet." She purred.
"What?"
"You called me Casey." She said pursing her lips and raising an eyebrow showing off a silver eyebrow stud.
"You look familiar, have we met?"
"No…" She said shifting her eyes. "Here." She thrusted a giant bottle of run into his hands and she looked at him eagerly signally him to drink it, he did.
Casey was begging to feel woozy. He legs were numb; in fact, they didn't even feel like they were connected to her body, they were just pencils….pencils…rum. Casey's eyes widened, she had no idea why she was drinking so much. She spun around to see Derek basically humping….okay not humping but sexy dancing with some brunette whore. This made her angry.
"Hey Baby…want a drink?" Said a perfectly stoned beach boy. He had deep crystal blue eyes that you couldn't quite look at but always wanted to catch the attention of. His hair was blond, not too long, and not too short and had a bit of a curl to the ends. She could tell he was a surfer, from the beach necklace he wore and his appearance: Faded blue jeans and a band t-shirt, he was incredible good looking and sweet….but he reeked of pot and vodka….perfect.
"Sure." She said grabbing him by his shirt and bringing his mouth to hers. They continued to basically eat each others mouths slowly backing up and ending up toppling over onto the couch.
"Let's getting a little friendlier." He said creeping a hand up her shirt.
"Stop it." Casey giggled, no able to push his hand away.
"Come on baby." He purred.
"No." She continued to laugh as his and slide up her thigh.
"Ready or not here I come." He said letting the rest of his hand slide up her skirt.
"No, stop." Casey said breaking her giggle and beginning to whine.
Derek heard the distant giggle of Casey saying no. He knew she was being touched in places that only he should touch…..no one should touch. No one should touch. Derek shook his head as he flung Evet of him and made his way over to the couple on the couch, Derek grabbed the guy by his shoulders and flung him up against a support beam. A record scratched and everyone turned to watch them as Casey continued to giggle drunkenly.
"Dude, what's your damage?!" The guy said angrily, pushing Derek's hands of his shoulders, but Derek just rammed him back into the beam angrily.
"You were taking advantage of her, she said no!" He growled angrily.
"We were just having some fun, dude." He said annoyed.
"Stay away from her." Derek said pushing off him.
"I mean I always knew she was easy…didn't know she had." His sentence was cut off by Derek's fist in his face. The guy crashed to the floor as Derek shook his hand like it was on fire.
"Come on Casey." Derek said leaning over and caring her fireman style to the jeep.
"You saved me."
"Yes Casey. I saved you." Derek said rolling his eyes as he pulled out of the driveway and began down the street.
"I should reward you." She said leaning over near him.
"Not throwing up in the car is a great reward." Derek muttered sarcastically.
"I was thinking something a little more sexual." She said as he hand landed in Derek's lap, causing Derek to swerve off the road and into a bush.
"Casey, are you okay?" Derek said looking over to her.
"I'm great!" Casey said smiling.
"Lets get you home." Derek said putting the car in reverse. Their trip home was silent, except for the occasional giggle from Casey.
"Shhhhh." Derek said grabbing her by the wrist and telling her to be quiet. It was way past their curfew.
Casey nodded as they made their way up the stairs, but instead of going into her room she ran into Derek's.
"Casey, this isn't your room." Derek sighed shutting the door.
"I am fully aware." She purred locking the door.
"Casey." Derek said warningly.
"Come on Derek." She said making the 'k' sound more noticeable.
"Casey." Derek said backing up and falling onto his bed. Casey took a couple steps to him.
"I want to sleep here tonight." She said taking his lips. Derek's hands met round Casey's head pulling her in a sweet long kiss before breaking. Casey's hands had slipped under Derek's shirt and she had managed to pull him out of his shirt.
"Whoa." He said standing up and backing away near his cornor.
Casey peeled off her shirt and began to unbuckle her belt till her skirt slid off.
"WHOA!" Derek said, not so much at the action but at the fact of her being able to do that.
"Shh." She said pressing herself up against him.
"No." Derek said pushing her off him. "Casey you are way to drunk."
"I am just drunk enough." She said smiling and stretching out on his bed. "Oh god, I want you right….now." Casey yawned.
"No you don't Casey…" Derek said in a pity voice.
"But…" Casey yawned again.
"Casey….Just go to sleep." He said sitting down on the edge of his bed. He had no idea how a girl could go from unhealthily horney to completely crashed in like one minute.
"Night Casey." Derek said getting her under the covers, she snuggled in.
"Derek…" She said dreamily not opening her eyes.
"Yes." He said holding his breath.
"I am really glad you are not my real brother….or this would suck." Casey said her final words before finding a deep slumber and going to dread tomorrow.
"Me too." Derek smiled before unbuckling his pants and sliding into bed next to her. Thinking….what if I hadn't said no?
Agh. I know this chapter sucked. I am really sorry. I mean idk I have been really busy with school and my old favorite TV show Naturally Sadie I just found out was cancelled and I haven't seen season 3….so ugh…Please just bare with me…this was like a filler chapter…I also know I changed the title but I also changed the story to help with the next chapter: Book Forty-Two. And that will not change because I have it mapped out. Wish me luck and review. No flames.