Okay, so I wrote this on a block so it might not be as well as I wanted it to be. So, enjoy?
Derek woke up the next morning to a note. He grabbed it and looked at the familiar girly hand writing that belonged to Casey.
He didn't need to go to the restaurant that day. Meaning, he had all day to himself. That being realized by Derek, he got up and headed for the closet with that amazing guitar hidden inside. He took it out but left it in the case. He then went to his stuff and pulled out a notebook.
It was a regular notebook. The cover looked like cardboard with his sloppy hand writing all over it.
He cautiously opened it. He remembered it was full of his thoughts about Casey and how much he wanted to be with her. How much he wanted to keep her in his life forever. And how much he hated her when she left. He flipped through and found several of his letters of suicide that he never committed. The dates on them were of events that Casey made them all attend. Dance recitals, school events, family fin time she insisted them on doing, everything. And if anyone paid any attention to the dates at the time, you would know.
As he continued to flip through, he stopped at a sketch. It was a sketch of Casey. Funny thing was, he never even remembered doing that. It was dated but he couldn't remember what happened on that date. All he knew was that it looked amazing. The sketch looked perfect.
He stopped. He flipped to the first empty page he could find and opened it up. He sat on the floor, cross legged and tapped his fingers on the paper.
"Damn," he said out loud when he realized he didn't have anything to write with.
He got up and walked over to the kitchen counter and looked for something to use. When he found one, he grabbed it.
The phone then rang, causing him to jump.
He never spoken to Casey about the phone, if it was okay for him to answer it or not. He let it ring.
"Hey, you've reached Casey. I'm not in right now, leave a message and I'll get back to you." The machine said before it beeped.
"Casey, it's George," Derek's heart dropped, "I got your number from your mom. I was calling to see how things are with Derek." Pause. "I know he's a handful but he needs this Casey. And you have no idea how much I appreciate this." A sigh was heard, "I really want my son back."
Derek didn't think it was possible, but his heart dropped more.
"Call me when you get this."
And his dad hung up.
XxX
He was sitting on the floor with his notebook in front of him for an hour. He remembered once he grabbed a pen and it hit the paper, it didn't stop. It never stopped.
This time, nothing came out.
He sighed and threw the pen down. He then looked at the guitar still in it's case and made a move to grab it. But the phone rang again.
"Derek, I don't know if you're awake but pick up." Casey voice rang through the house.
Derek rushed to get up, and when he did, he tripped over the leg of the coffee table. He let out a very colorful string of words before he got to the phone.
"Case." He said when he answered the phone.
"Hey. I was thinking, let's go out to dinner tonight and then we can finish the movie after."
"Okay, sure."
"Okay." She paused, "When did you wake up?" She asked him.
"About twenty minutes ago." He lied.
"Taking your day off to the advantage?"
"Something like that."
"Crap." She said. "I gotta go. More people came in."
"Okay, I'll see you when you get home."
"Okay, bye." She said.
He smirked and hung up the phone.
XxX
It was already nine o'clock and Casey still wasn't home. She was supposed to be home three hours ago but she wasn't. He tried calling her cell numerous times but got no answer.
He wasn't mad at her or upset, he was upset that he actually thought she would pull though and hang out with him. He knew it was because of Ben. They would have been hanging out and having a good time if Ben hadn't showed up.
He sighed and hung his head.
What a bust.
The door opened quietly and he head jerked up. Casey tiptoed in and Derek didn't even look up.
"Derek, I can explain."
"No need to." He whispered.
"It's just that Ben-"
"It's cool." He said to her, "The boyfriend, I get it."
With that, Derek walked past her and out the door.
"Derek."
He stopped, sighed and turned around. She saw the hurt in his eyes and she felt terrible. She should have told Ben she already had plans with Derek but he wouldn't listen.
"Screw you." He said to her before turning back around.
She sighed and walked over to the couch. When she sat down she saw the guitar out. She was wondering when he was going to find it.
She shook her head and thought back to when she was forced to cancel plans with Derek.
She had just finished cleaning the tables she had to when she heard the bell to the door.
"I'm almost finished here, I'll be with you in a second." She said not looking up.
"And then you're gonna come to my house." A voice said.
Casey turned around and smiled a little.
"Ben, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"I'm here to take you to my place to have a romantic dinner for two."
"We had dinner last night." She reminded him.
"Did I ask what we did last night?" Ben sighed, "Now, come on."
"I can't leave right now, I have to stay till my shift is over."
"That's in like twenty minutes."
"I can't help that." She said turning back to the task at hand. "You know, I really wish you called me or something, to let me know ahead of time."
She didn't need to look at Ben to see him roll his eyes.
"And besides, I can't go out with you tonight." She said to him.
"Excuse me?"
"I already made plans with Derek."
"Derek." He stated flatly, "Who cares about Derek?"
"I do, and I'm not gonna cancel on him just because you wanted a random dinner."
"And I'm not gonna follow a schedule that revolves around Derek." He said bitterly.
She scoffed and continued to finish the table. Much to her surprise, she was grabbed by the forearm and pulled outside.
"Listen to me. I don't care why Derek is here, I really don't." She cringed. "You're my girlfriend. And when I wanna spend time with you, you don't go hang out with other people."
"So, what you're saying is that when you say 'jump', I'm supposed to say 'how high'?" She asked him.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
She was shocked. Never in a million years did she think Ben was like that. To her knowledge he was never like that.
"Now, go in there, finish your shift and then I want you in this car."
She glared at him.
"Fine." She snapped at him before walking back.
When her shift was over, she stormed out and got in his car. She refused to speak to him in the car. In fact, she didn't even look at him.
"You know, this whole ignoring me thing, a bit juvenile don't you think?" Ben asked her.
"No, I don't. And I don't want to talk to you as of right now."
"Quit being a bitch and get over it."
And now she was here. Alone in her apartment. She wanted to explain to Derek so that he wouldn't be mad at her.
She just didn't know how much Derek wanted to spend time with her.
XxX
He didn't need to think twice about where he was going. He went straight to that alley way and into that small corridor. He walked into the door and immediately saw Kayla. She looked up and smiled at him. He returned half a smirk back and walked over to her.
"Hey you, I didn't expect to see you around again." She said to him.
"I need to forget tonight."
"I can help you with that." She said to him.
She grabbed his hand and led him to a smaller room.
Inside, there was a small bed with a dresser and a TV.
She locked the door and looked at him.
"What's your pleasure?" She asked him.
"Anything," he said.
She smirked and walked over to the bed and pulled out a box. Inside was gold for Derek. Every drug known to man was in that box and he was ready to try all of them.
And an hour later, the room was filled with smoke, there were a few needles on the floor, tips of blunts, and small pieces of foil.
"So wait, she totally ditched you for her boyfriend after she made plans with you?" Kayla asked, completely high.
"Yeah, and his name is Ben. What fairies name is Ben?" Derek asked, sounding genuinely confused.
There was a pregnant pause before Kayla answered.
"I don't know any fairies."
With that being said, Derek and Kayla both started laughing like crazy. After the fits of laughter died down, he shook his head.
"I don't think it's working," he said.
"What's not?"
"I haven't forgotten tonight."
Kayla smiled at him and crawled closer to him.
"I think I have a way to make you really forget." She said before she took his lips with hers.
His hands went to her hips and pulled her closer. She straddled him and he flipped them over.
He moaned into the kiss, not even caring that it was with a girl who he met the day before. He needed to forget how Casey hurt him. And if this was a way to help him for get, then so be it.
Not how I expected this to turn out. Oh well. And some of you asked if Ben was going to be abusive, I don't know yet. I mean I'm against abusive relationships, as I'm sure all of you are, but I might not make him physically abusive, maybe just verbally so that Casey will be emotionally/mentally abused. I'm not sure yet.