Casey awoke the next morning to indistinct shouting from downstairs. She rolled over onto her back, and sat up, looking towards the door. It didn't take her long before she recognized the shouting voices. Angel, Bobby, and Sofi, or La Vida Loca as Bobby loved to call her. Casey rolled her eyes and climbed out of bed, heading for her things. She gathered her clothes then went to the bathroom, figuring now would be the best time for a shower. She got out not too long after, and got dressed in her jeans and a long shirt before brushing her hair quickly. She didn't bother trying to dry her hair better, and went downstairs.
"Hello C.C." greeted Sofi as she caught sight of Casey on the stairs as she herself went to return to Angel's room.
"Hello Sofi," she said in response, smiling briefly at her before joining Bobby on the couch. She sat with her back against his arm, and watched as Angel started to fling small disks at the three of them as they tried to watch the game. Casey managed to escape the room though before the boys started fighting, and went into the kitchen, spotting Jack at the oven.
"Smells great Jackie" she said with a smile, walking over to one of the empty counters and hopping up so she was sitting there. Jack turned and watched her, smiling at her as he walked over to her.
"Thanks Case," he said in response, placing his hands on each side of her. She looked up at him silently, feeling his breath brush lightly against her cheek. She opened her mouth to say something but her words were frozen in her throat as he began to lightly kiss the sides of her neck.
"Ja-Jac-Jack stop" she managed to get out, pushing him lightly away from her. She frowned lightly at him, shaking her head. "Jack I can't, I can't go through this again," she whispered, sighing as he walked away from her and went to the table to place bowls of food there for everyone. She felt terrible for pushing him away, but she wasn't ready for another painful relationship with him.
Jumping down from the counter, Casey followed him, and placed the basket of bread on the table towards the center where everyone could reach it. She glanced up as Bobby walked into the room and sat down at his usual spot. She headed for the kitchen but froze at Bobby's words. Casey hated it when Bobby teased Jack about being gay. If he was, then why would he have gone out with her in the first place? Casey couldn't figure out why that factor wouldn't stick in his brain.
She left the room briefly to get the rest of the stuff from the kitchen but she could still hear bits and pieces of what Bobby and Jack were saying. She tried to stall some before she had to go back in there, but eventually she ran out of things to do. She returned to the dining room right as Bobby spoke about Jack's tongue ring.
"If you ain't gay, then how come you got that big thick meat tenderizer in your tongue man?" said Bobby, laughing as he spoke. Jack glared silently at Bobby before throwing down his towel in a fit and left the room. Casey sighed gently and turned her gaze to Bobby, shaking her head at him.
"You don't have to be such a jerk to your brother Bobby," she said with a quick glare before heading to the kitchen where Jack had fled to. She sighed gently and walked over to him as he removed his tongue ring.
"Put it back in Jack, I think it looks sexy as hell on you!" Casey said with a soft laugh, smiling up at him. He smiled at her in return, and placed the ring back into his tongue before pecking her lightly on the lips. He moved away and got the turkey, then went into the dining room with the others. Casey followed and took the empty seat next to Angel. The meal was silent other than the clink and clanks of the silverware touching the plate. Casey kept her gaze down on her plate for most of the meal before stealing a glance over at Evelyn's usual spot. She sighed lightly and started to eat once more before looking up at Bobby when he started talking about hockey.
Casey laughed at what the boys said, but got up anyways. She had no clue how to skate so she threw on a jacket and left with them. When they got to the rink, Casey sat on the fence, her legs dangling not too far from the ice. She laughed and pretended to be the boy's cheerleader as they played. After the game, Bobby skated over to Casey and grabbed her, moving out onto the ice with her. She screamed lightly, fighting against him. He put her back at the edge, looking down at her with a grin. She glared up at him then left with the others to visit Evelyn's lawyer.
It seemed like hours before Casey saw the boys again. She greeted them silently, and left with them to go see Jerry's warehouse. Casey looked around the vacant space, rolling her eyes at Jerry's plans. She turned her gaze on Jack as Bobby spoke up and she laughed lightly, walking over to Jack.
"Must you be so crude Jackie?" she asked with a laugh, smiling up at him. She went with them to the bar, but she didn't get any alcohol like the rest of them. She took a simple glass of water, joining them in their toast before heading over to a table. Casey sat next to Bobby, laughing at how pathetic Jack was when he was drunk.
"Oh boy, we got a drunken Jackie on our hands again!" she said with a laugh, taking a sip of her water. She lifted her head though when the bartender came over, and actually agreed with Jerry. She rose from her chair and walked over to his side, looking at the others. "I agree with Jerry actually, care to give me a ride home?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Sure thing," he said standing up with her and leaving. They walked out to his car, and got in. Casey was silent for the ride back to the house, and left Jerry's car. She watched as he drove off then went inside, greeting Sofi before heading upstairs. She changed into her pajamas before climbing into bed, staring up at the ceiling.
Hours later, Casey awoke to running footsteps on the stairs. She climbed out of bed and opened the door in time to see the door of Angel's room closing. She rolled her eyes and went downstairs, shivering at the cold of the floor. She had forgotten to grab her robe on the way out of the room so she was wandering through the house in a pair of silk pajamas pants and a small tank top which showed off the tattoo on her lower back, and pieces of the one on her upper back.
Glancing around, Casey found Bobby passed out on the couch in the living room, the TV muted but still on. She walked into the room carefully and turned off the TV before grabbing a throw blanket and throwing it over Bobby as he slept. She turned and was about to head upstairs when she felt a hand grab her wrist, pulling her down onto the couch. She groaned lightly and turned her head, smiling faintly at Bobby.
"Hey baby girl, what are you doing up at this hour?" he asked with a yawn, releasing his grip on her wrist and turning her around so her back was to him.
"I could ask you the same thing," said Casey as he turned her around, she could feel his fingers lightly touch the tattoo on her lower back and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
"I remember when you got this tattoo. I made you get this one actually. Kept telling you it would look so fucking beautiful on you, and I was right," he said with a soft laugh, his gaze traveling to the tattoo on her upper back. He slipped the straps of her top down some so he could see it better, and then traced the letters with his finger. "No Mercy? Trying to be a copycat now are we?" he asked teasingly, fixing her top and pulling her back to him, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Psh, nah. You know you made me get that one as well for my eighteenth birthday," she said with a laugh, showing him the tattoos on her wrists. On the left wrist she had a simple red rose, and on the right wrist she had a red heart with a bloody dagger through it. "I got these when I was in California," said Casey, smiling as he took her wrists closer to look at them. She waited patiently for a couple of minutes then smiled at him, taking her wrists back. "Come on, we should go to bed" she said softly, taking his hand and helping him up from the couch. She led him upstairs and threw him down on the bed, closing the door behind them.
Climbing onto the bed with him, Casey curled up underneath the covers and closed her eyes. Bobby waited until she was fast asleep, then got up and changed out of his clothes and into a pair of sweatpants before climbing back into bed with her. He wrapped his arm around her tightly, then fell asleep as well, matching his breathing to hers.