A/N: i so appoligise for the long wait. i was in a funk with my ff and riding a wave with my original stories... now i'm in a funk for my originals and riding the wave with ff so here you go!
Derek got out of bed and dragged himself to the kitchen
Derek got out of bed and dragged himself to the kitchen. He wasn't even there, his mind was twisted around that dream.
He was just mildly aware of making his cereal as he thought of Casey's lips on his. That dream… it was either amazing… or frightening. The worst part was Derek couldn't decide which it was.
Lifting the spoon to his lips, he took a bite of his cereal.
"Uhh Derek are you okay?" before he could process Edwin's words he spat the cereal back in the bowl finally realizing instead of milk he used orange juice.
"I didn't get any sleep last night."
"Well maybe you should go to bed at a decent hour and you wouldn't be so tired…"
"Maybe," Derek growled back at his father "if you didn't scream like a mad man for Edwin this early, I would have got more sleep."
"This early? Derek it's noon…" Edwin tried and got nothing but an angry glare from his brother causing him to become silent.
"Well Derek I need you to watch Marti. She should be back from the Davis's in about an hour." Gorge called as he put on his suit jacket. "Wish me luck guys!" Gorge called before heading off to his hearing.
"Want me to grab you some milk?" Edwin tried feeling the tension in the room. Derek shook his head pushing his bowl away.
"No, I'm not hungry anyways." Derek said walking back up to his room. Edwin's jaw fell to the floor. Something was defiantly wrong with him. Derek refusing food was like a dodo bird flying. It just didn't happen. Something was seriously wrong. He needed to talk to some one about this.
"Edwin… What are you doing here?" Casey asked rubbing her eyes. Edwin furrowed his eyebrows now worried.
"Can I come in?" Casey nodded stepping back from the door as Edwin hurried in.
"Alright, I'm just going to get right down too it. What happened between you and Derek?" Casey sniffed crossing her arms and looking away.
"Why do you want to know?" Casey asked stubbornly. Edwin sighed.
"Because, Derek turned down food today." Casey's head whipped to Edwin and her eyebrows rose.
"Yea, that was my reaction." Casey bit her quivering lip as she sat down on the couch. Edwin waited expectantly for Casey to start.
"He got into a fight with Sam, over what I don't know Sam wouldn't tell me… but he told me as long as I'm with Sam, he wants nothing to do with me." Casey started to tear up. She couldn't take the fact that she felt helpless…
Best friends, or boyfriends. That was a hard thing to choose between. She knew she should pick her best friend. Derek had been there for her through everything, but she couldn't help but think, would a real best friend put her in this position?
"Case, he was probably just upset cause he's not used to sharing you, Talk to him Case. He's obviously just as upset with you." Casey chuckled.
"Yea, it's not like Derek to refuse food."
Casey picked up the phone right after Edwin left, and dialled the number she knew off by heart.
The phone rang four times before Casey heard some one pick up.
"Yea?" Casey shuddered at the sound of his voice. It was cold, and he didn't even know it was her calling yet.
"D-Der?" she said quietly. Her eyebrows furrowed as she heard silence on the other end.
"Derek are you there?" she finally heard a sigh and could almost see Derek running his hand through his hair in frustration.
"What do you want Casey?"
"Can I come over? We need to talk." A bitter laugh came over the phone that sent shiver through her.
"I have nothing to say to you."
"Good, then you can just listen."
Derek had allowed Marti to bring Demi over granted that they stay upstairs in her room until he and Casey had their little blow up. Or at least he thought it was going to be a blow up, until she got there.
Derek was in his chair like usual with his hands crossed over his chest. His eyes were glaring at the door fixated in a way that he was sure his expression wouldn't change when she burst through that door.
Twenty minutes had passed when he heard a faint knock. His eyes were marred by a look of confusion… It couldn't be Casey. They had a very strict 'just barge in' policy. One he always had and had forced her into.
He got up and reached the door opening it almost hesitantly until he mentally slapped himself for getting rid of his angry expression when he saw Casey. Her hands were in her pockets and she was hunched over nervously shuffling her feet. Derek sighed walking over to his chair letting Casey invite herself in.
"It wasn't locked you know."
"I know… I just… didn't think it would be appropriate if I just came in like usual."
Derek rolled his eyes. Of course she would.
"We'll hurry. Say what you have to say. I have plans." Derek paused waiting for her to take the bait.
"What plans?" Casey asked trying to stall while she worked out what she had to say in her head.
"Date plans." Casey looked up at him wide eyed.
"Derek Venturi is back in the game?" she asked with a slight smirk. "That's great!"
Derek threw in his own smirk trying to conceal the bitterness.
"Oh Very, you know, we should double." Derek scoffed and looked away angrily when he saw the joy in her eyes from that idea. Casey let her happiness fade.
"Oh, you were being sarcastic…"
"Ya think?"
"Derek, Sam really isn't that bad…" Derek flashed her a look that caused her to stop what she was saying and shrink back slightly. Not that bad? That ass was a jerk enough to talk about Casey like that, to him! Implying they did the nasty, just to make Derek jealous.
"Oh yea, he is grade A Alberta beef. A total meat head!"
"Derek please…" Derek groaned jumping up and stepping in front of her,
"What do you want me to say Case? That I like the guy? We'll I can't. we promised no lies remember? I can't help it if I hate him, and I have good reason too." Casey breathed out slowly.
"Derek, You don't. he wasn't the one making plans with you and then breaking them I was, and I am so, so sorry for that. I really am."
"The Casey I know wouldn't forget. So I'm telling you to make a choice cause obviously you can't share your time between us so you have to choose Case."
Casey stared up at him gnawing on her bottom lip. She was having so much trouble saying what she needed to. Derek just shook his head and turned heading up the stairs.
"Let yourself out." He said blankly as he darted up the stairs. Casey ran after him only to have his door shutting her out.
"Derek I think I love him!" Derek froze with his back against the door. His mouth was hanging open in shock.
"And you're my best friend I love you too, so please, don't make me choose between the two people who matter most to me." Derek could feel his anger bubbling up and out of his throat until he couldn't keep it in.
"What?!" Derek heard Casey scream. He knew it was at what he said, but he couldn't exactly remember what it was he said. He thought hard for a minute then remembered the word vomit.
"What if I don't love you as just a best friend huh? What then?"
"Shit…" he whispered "Shit, shit." He swung open the door to see Casey with an awestruck look on her face. She could not believe if she heard correctly. Derek just composed himself and leaned against the doorframe waiting for her to say something first so he could plan his next move.
"Derek, do you actually like me?" For a second Derek was stuck, not knowing what was the truth. So he just pushed up and walked up to her.
"You know me better then that. It's all part of the act."
"The act?" Casey asked her eyes showing confusion.
"Casey. I'm sorry, I- I was trying to make you feel guilty… Case I just can't take being sloppy seconds. I don't like some one being chosen over me all the time. You know my ego. I can't take it." Casey relaxed stepping over to Derek and unexpectedly wrapping her arms around his neck pulling his head down right next to hers in a hug.
"Please. Forgive me Derek. I promise I'll do better." Derek slowly wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her to him.
"What are you doing tonight?" Casey pulled back with her thinking face on.
"I was supposed to have dinner with Sam, why?" Derek bit his lip before attempting to try.
"I'll cancel my date if you cancel yours?" he asked hopefully. "If Sam wont mind me stealing you for one night of much needed besfriendness, that is."
"… Okay." Derek smiled.
"I'll pick you up at six." Casey smiled and nodded giving Derek one last hug before running down the stairs and heading home to get ready.
Derek forgave her, Sam should be okay with her cancelling on him, things were starting to look better.
Derek fell into his chair in front of the computer and went on his MSN double clicking on a name.
Trippl3D says: Hey Ralph…
DrummerDude says: Dude! I thought you were never coming back on.
Trippl3D says: Yea sorry Casey came over.
DrummerDude says: How did that go? Did you tell her you had a date ;p
Trippl3D says: God… yea. And guess what, she looked happy! And when I sarcastically mentioned a double date she was totally psyched.
DrummerDude says: Dang…
Trippl3D says: Yea… but I got a date out of her.
DrummerDude says: Like a date, date?
Trippl3D says: What?! No! Just hanging like old times.
DrummerDude says: Yea okay
Trippl3D says: Seriously.
DrummerDude says: announcer voice In the next episode of Life with Derek, Will Derek admit the truth?
Trippl3D says: Ralph…
DrummerDude says: Will Derek win?
Trippl3D says: Do you think this is funny?
DrummerDude says: Will Sam win?
Trippl3D says: Cause it really isn't
DrummerDude says: Who will get Casey when all's fair in love and war…war…war…war…
Trippl3D says has signed off.
