Casey's POV

After Derek ran upstairs, we all put our forks down and pushed our plates away.

"What did you put in there George?" Lizzie asked.

"Only a pinch of onions, a little garlic, some mushrooms," George replied.

"You do know that he's allergic to mushrooms right?" I asked.

"Oops"

"I'll go check on him" as I got up to go see who Derek was, I saw Lizzie and Edwin exchange a look as well as mom and George.

I walked up the stairs to the bathroom

"Hey Derek, how are you feeling?" the only response was Derek's last few meals going into the toilet.

"Derek, can I come in?" I heard a couple of flushes, then a very faint "I guess Casey"

When I walked in, I saw Derek basically falling into the toilet. I went and sat next to him and sort of held his head up while he threw up. After about a half hour he said "I think I'm done"

Then, "Do you know what was in the food?"

"Yea. George said that he put mushrooms in it. He didn't remember that you're allergic to them."

"You know, it's really weird that my step-sister remembers what I'm allergic to and my dad doesn't."

"Yea that is weird. Do you want to go lie down in your room or do you want something to eat or drink?"

"Can I have some water?"

"Sure. Come on, let's get you to your room."

I hadn't seen the inside of Derek's room in a while. It looked the same for the most part. Reddish-brown walls, tons of posters, and tons of clothes on the floor. On his nightstand was a picture frame that was turned upside down. I helped Derek lie down and told him I'd be back in a few minutes.

I walked down stairs and saw that everyone else was enjoying 2 plain pizzas from pizza hut. I grabbed a plate and 2 slices. Then I went into the kitchen to get drinks for me and Derek. I finished the first slice and drank half my glass of water. Then I started on the second slice. If I was going to hang with Derek, I wasn't going to make him feel bad so I drank the rest of my water and got some more.

I then took both our drinks upstairs. I knocked on Derek's door and said "Derek, its Casey. I'm coming in." I heard a grunt. I walked in and set his glass of water on his nightstand.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Do you want me to stay in case you need anything?"

"No. I know your cell number."

"Ok. I'll check on you every once in a while."

"Ok."

While Derek and I had been talking, I grabbed the frame from his nightstand. I was intrigued to see what was in the picture. When I looked at the picture I couldn't believe who was in it.