Author's Note-- Guess what? My grandparents are sueing the government for not doing their job correctly and in the end causing the death of my aunt at age 19. They don't care about the money though. All they want to do is embaress them so bad that it doesn't happen again. No one in my family wants the death of our beloved Patricia to be in vain.

Hopefully you guys like this chapter. It's not the first time I wrote darkly, but it IS the first time I made an entire story/fic out of something dark. Remember, all constructive criticism and reviews/alerts are very appreciated. :D Also, this is a long chapter. I just couldn't stop writing.

And maybe you do get hints of Lizwin in the future. Maybe. -Winks at you-

Disclaimer-- Ze doktor sayz eet eez thyme to eelektrokute ze reel ownar of Life vith Dereck. She vill hand zem ovar before she pereeshes. For ze moment...I own nohsing. (Lol. Bad german accents are hard to type out.)

Lunch came around too quickly for Casey's liking. Emily and her were surrounded by people all day. Popularity came swift and Casey already hated the attention. She wanted to get out. Derek was always…Looking at her. After seeing something twisted in his eyes all she wanted to do was get as far away from him as possible.

At lunch Casey and Emily both sat at their table.

And soon after a flock of students came around. Status rising...Hooray!…A sarcastic Casey muttered in the distance.

However, Casey's new façade started to assert her authority over these new followers.

"I think I'll be able to have a party some time in the future." Casey said in a bright enthusiastic voice, though she didn't look up from her food. The aura of confidence held everyone in awe. Derek looked up at her from the other end of the table. Emily nudged her side. "What?" Casey muttered dismissively.

"Really? When!" An excited red-head asked aloud. Her excitement made Casey smile. She looked down and saw that the red-head was wearing a white shirt with a black shredded shirt over it. This made Casey smirk.

"I haven't planned through all the kinks yet, but once it's all set up, I'll let you guys know." Casey said, winking to Max who looked quite aggravated with her new leadership.

"Casey," Emily whispered, "You need to ask your mom, you can't just throw a party." Casey looked down at her. Everyone at the table was talking amongst themselves except Derek, who was leaning on the table trying to catch everything being said.

"Don't worry about it. Okay? I have my ways." She smirked and left the lunch table with her empty tray. Emily sighed and Derek got up quickly to follow her.

Casey set her empty tray on the tray cart and exited the cafeteria. No one was in the hallway yet, she had left a little early.

"Casey, wait up!" She turned and saw Derek coming out of the cafeteria. Frustrated, she turned away and continued walking to her locker. "Hey! I said," He sprinted to her, grabbed her shoulder and whipped her around to face him.

I love it when her hair does that. His thoughts caused him to smirk.

"I said, wait up. That means you wait up." Casey pushed him hard, not wanting to waste any breath with him and started walking to her locker. Derek laughed and followed her the whole way there.

"Do you think ignoring your feelings for me is going to make you feel happier?" He muttered in her ear. Casey said nothing. "Quit denying me." Casey said nothing. They reached her locker and Casey undid the lock. Derek held the locker closed. Casey said nothing, and didn't turn around. Her palms were starting to sweat but she would not look him in the eyes for anything. "About that party, what gave you that idea? When do you plan on having this party?"

"Quit talking to me and go. Away." She tried to wipe his hand off of her locker but he wouldn't budge.

"I'm not going anywhere. And even if I did, I'd still see you later…when I'm going to talk to you about your lying streak." Casey rolled her eyes, slammed the lock back on, and ducked under his arm, walking away with hard footsteps. Derek eyed the hallway real quick to make sure no one was around.

He grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shoved her into the locker.

"Don't forget who you are messing with." Casey kept her eyes closed. No eye contact. I don't want to see the danger. Seeing it will frighten me. I don't want to be scared.

"An idiot? Sorry, I'll be able to outsmart you any day, unless of course you forget who you're dealing with."

The bell rang and the cafeteria started letting out more kids. Too many people. Later. Derek thought to himself. He took his hands off her shoulders

"Okay Casey. But I will be speaking with you about this." Casey opened her eyes and looked at his shirt.

"You will…or this strange person that you've become?" She looked up at his eyes. His eyes looked hurt, but his body looked so menacing. Casey resisted the shivers her body was trying to create.

Derek didn't respond and walked away. Pain stung in the parts of her back that hit the lockers. He's a monster isn't he…How could I have missed this darker side…Now that I think on it…

It's been there for quite a while…

And he was kind of…obsessed with…pranking me…Or just obsessed with…me.

Casey went to her locker, unlocked it again, and grabbed all her books.

The rest of the school day was dragging, but so quick at the same time. All the people, all the chatter and all Casey could think about was the way Derek looked at her.

"Emily, I think I'm going to be sick." Emily scooted away from Casey.

"Want me to get a pass to the nurse?" She nodded her head at Emily. Emily went up to Mr. Patterson and requested a pass. She pointed at Casey and he handed Emily the pass. "Want me to go with you Case?"

"Yeah, that might be best." Casey held her stomach.

All the nurse did was check her temperature and ask if she was stressed out or worried about anything. It wasn't helpful at all…Casey thought to herself as they went back to class.

Her stomach was aching all the way home.

"Dear journal,

I'm so glad it's Friday. I think I'm just going to hang out at Emily's all weekend and plan a party…a party that my new alter-ego made without my permission. It was like I was someone else. I'm letting myself get out of control and it's already started to get me into trouble…

Trouble that I'm afraid might get worse. Especially since he wants to talk to me and keeps…threatening me because I'm apparently lying. He wouldn't know if I was lying, even if I told him flat out I was. He's only going to believe what he wants to believe.

Oh God. He's only going to believe what he wants to believe. And he wants to believe that I want him."

Casey closed her eyes dreading the talk he kept saying he wanted to have with her. Well, it's after school…his move. Not mine. And I hope he doesn't.

"Journal…I'll keep you posted, obviously. Hopefully things don't turn sour and hopefully I don't develop bruises on my back from him pushing me against the lockers.

Emily's enjoying her new popular side and tonight is her date with Peter. I hope everything goes well for her. If I can't be happy with this new school-life hopefully she will be. I know how bad she wanted to be popular.

For now…I think I'll just enjoy the weekend. Get back to you on Monday?

-Casey"

Casey smiled to herself. She always felt ridiculous referring to her journal as though it was an actual being with a brain and the ability to think for itself. Of course if she had never thought of a journal that way she may have never even started writing in one.

She liked the new online journal better than writing out in one. Sometimes writing on paper could get tiring for her hands and it wasted a lot of paper that could be put to a lot of better uses instead of wasted on her pitily problems. Besides, she was a much faster typist.

Just in the moment Casey was starting to think Derek was never going to make his big entrance and continue calling her a liar, he walked, closed and locked her door, and sat on the bed.

Casey just looked at him. I can be menacing too! Her eyes attempted to give him an unrequited stare-down, but her attempts failed. Derek pulled out a CD case.

"Play this CD on your computer." Casey took it from him and looked at it.

"D-Rock?" Derek smirked and motioned for her to put it in.

"Why do you want me to play music? Particularly this?" He leaned back.

"Well, I wanted to play music in case any one was listening in on our conversation. I just picked up that CD randomly." Casey tossed it back to him, and shook her head.

"I'm not playing that CD. You can leave now. I have nothing to say to you, nor will I listen." Derek shook his head no at her and shook a finger as he stood.

"You are playing this CD. You will play it…" He got terrifying close to Casey and lowered his voice, "You will play it…even if I have to make you." Her eyes didn't waver from looking intently at his. Casey's smirk vanished, while Derek's gained more confidence and ego. He grabbed her hand, palm up, and shoved the CD into her hand. Derek then sat down.

Without hesitation Casey put the CD in and played the D-Rock CD. After adjusting the volume, Casey turned to him.

"Now Casey." Derek said sensually, leaning in towards her off the edge of her bed, "Why have you been lying to me. I'm not mad, I just want to know why you are so scared to accept the way you feel about me." Casey raised her eyebrows.

"Derek, I'm not interested in you. Face the truth. Finally you've met a girl who turned you down. Not because she was scared to want you or that you'd break her heart, but because she really just isn't interested." Casey stated forcefully and intelligently. Derek took a few moments to digest what she had just said.

After a complete song had passed Derek stood and walked up to Casey. His knees were touching hers. Her heart was pulsing hard and fast, deafening her, making her thought-process panicky and random.

"Casey. Once again. You are lying." He grabbed her chin and lifted so high it caused her to stand. Shakily, she reached back to lean away from him. Derek's other arm wrapped around her slender body and pulled her so close that they were almost…Oh God, he isn't going to try to kiss me is he! I'd rather kiss Marti's monkey! A shaky un-liberated Casey quivered in the background.

"I'm not lying." She put two hands on his chest and tried to push him off her. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the wall. Trying to break from his grip she shook her body and her head.

Her feet tried to kick, but he got them both beneath his feet. Derek pressed down so hard that the blood circulating in her hands and feet started getting cut off.

"Der…" Casey said helplessly and breathlessly, "Derek stop this. I don't want you. Get over it." Her eyes started tearing up. "Please." Derek shook his head no.

"Why should I give into what you want? You won't give into what I want." He leaned in to kiss her but she arched her back and tilted her head upwards.

I won't be defeated McDonald. Why resist?

With the lips unavailable his teeth sunk into lower part of her neck. Casey let out a yelp and Derek took his right hand off her right wrist and covered her mouth.

The hand slightly covered her nose, causing her breathing to become restrained. He kept biting at her neck as though her squeals were in pleasure. Her free hand desperately tried to peel his hand off of her mouth.

Derek took his other hand, releasing Casey's other hand, and grabbed her lower back, pulling her tight.

This caused Casey's head to tilt down, and Derek wasted no time taking the opportunity to kiss her.

Finally. Derek thought to himself. But I won't continue now. He threw Casey onto her bed and Casey quickly covered herself up, afraid he was going to attempt something more.

"Don't worry McDonald. I'm done for now." He smirked almost lovingly down at her. "I'll just let you think about that for a while." Derek eyed the computer. "Keep the CD. My gift to you." He winked and left the room.

The door clicked shut. Casey breathed out.

Casey breathed in.

A tear, another tear.

Five more dripped lifelessly and fluidly onto her blanket, and finally she grabbed her pillow and screamed into it.

Crying sounds could be heard in Lizzie's room for forty long minutes. But Lizzie wasn't around to hear. She wasin Edwin's room.

I need to escape…