This is Sam's. And also the final installment of this story! I did his a little different though. This is more of how he feels about the realization that Casey and Derek are meant to be together. I think I love this one the most so far but I've always adored Sam.
I do not own LWD or anything having to do with LWD except this story. Enjoy.
Sam would never get over Casey. It was sad, pathetic even (and he hated himself for it) but it was fact. He would never, ever be over her.
Sam was highly intelligent and, like everyone else, he saw it too. The flirty bantering, the intense looks from across the room, the pranks that Derek played a little too often. Sam wasn't clueless. No, not clueless at all. He wouldn't mention it though. He wasn't even positive other people saw it. But he was painfully aware and so, reluctantly, he broke it off with Casey, his dream girl.
Sam wouldn't stand in their way. He wasn't selfish, he was human. And while he always tried to do more good than bad he couldn't help but feel bitterness course through him whenever he was reminded of how much he had lost. All in the name of the greater good. He wouldn't stand in their way but it would be painful.
"Casey is driving me crazy!" Derek complained loudly. Sam rolled his eyes and scowled, taking a sip of his beer, opting not to reply. He didn't say anything because he knew that whatever came out of his mouth wouldn't be too nice.
"Did you hear me Sam?" Derek asked when he didn't hear his best friend immediately respond.
"I heard you Derek. Maybe you should just lighten up. This is a party after all," he said and chanced a look at his scowling best mate. Derek was not amused.
"I hear you man but you will not believe what she did this time…" It was at this moment that Sam decided to tune out Derek and concentrate on the cute blond who had been making eyes at him all night.
"Dude, are you even listening?" Derek, being unusually perceptive, had caught him. He only shrugged and didn't see Derek smirk as he realized what had caught Sam's attention.
"This party is a drag so I'm going home. Have fun tonight Sammy." And with that, Derek Venturi left, and Sam could only stare after him.
The cute blonde turned out to be a psycho and after that Sam stopped hooking up with random chicks at random parties. It wasn't his style anyways. It was more Derek's. But, as of recently, Derek had taken to skipping out on parties to stay home. Of course Sam saw through it all. Casey was 'it' for Derek. The real thing. And the sooner they both realized the better for them and the better for Sam because he was tired of listening to their denials and seeing through their stupid disguises. It was just too easy sometimes.
"Is Derek here tonight?" It was Emily. Emily, Casey's friend. The one obsessed with Derek. Poor girl.
"No. He was too tired from hockey practice to party," he said, absentmindedly, taking a drag off his cigarette. This girl needed to bugger off. He wasn't in the mood.
"Oh. So of course Casey isn't here," she said, rolling her eyes and Sam was surprised to detect some bitterness in her voice. He turned to look at her fully and raised an eyebrow as he took her in. She was pretty enough. She was no Casey but her black hair and dark, dark eyes were different, exotic even. Sam liked it.
"Yeah. Casey couldn't make it either," he drawled but he wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. Could this girl, Casey's best friend, see it also?
"I pretty much figured. Okay, thanks. I'll see you around," she said and made to leave but Sam took a chance and reached for her wrist.
"Wait. You're Emily, Casey's best friend. The girl who's lived next door to the Venturi's her whole life. The girl who is so in love with Derek it's sickening. We can help them, you know? Because I don't believe you love Derek anymore. In fact, I don't think you've loved him for a while now. You saw them together all the time, right? And you noticed it too. The underlying attraction. Who wouldn't notice? You gave up on Derek along time ago, didn't you?" As he talked Emily's face had gone from disbelief, to anger and defiance, and finally, to sadness and defeat. Sam had trailed off and he was now staring at the girl.
"They'll figure it out. Sooner or later," she said glumly. Sam resumed his position and Emily leaned against the wall next to him.
"You know, I never stood a chance with her. I just wish I wasn't so entangled in their lives. It's hard to watch, to live around," he said, sighing softly as Emily turned to look at him in shock and amazement.
"Exactly. But the day they do realize it the world will stop spinning on its axis." she said and took out her own cigarette and lit it up.
"Do you think we'll be around to see it?" he asked. She blew a cloud of smoke and shrugged.
"Probably, even if we don't want to be. It'll hurt," she said finally and he found himself nodding in agreement. This girl was exactly like him. Why had he never talked to her before?
"Yeah, no denying it. It definitely will. But I think it's worth it." He said and at that moment, he meant it. Sam knew that when the day didcome he would be grateful he hadn't stood in their way.
"Yeah. You know, I think it's worth it too," she said and turned to him, a small smile adorning her face. Sam looked back at her, a grin of his own appearing. And, just like that, Sam knew that it was going to be okay. Because, no, he wasn't alone.
Omg, I'm finished, all done. YAY. I love this story so much. And I'm so glad I finally got to post this for you guys. I would really appreciate any constructive criticisms you may have. Thanks for reading. The end.