Ahh, writing is very addicting. I'm not sure at the moment. I'm going with the flow on this one.

Dear, dear Diary - Pt. 5

Derek's heart stopped at the pit of his stomach, as he slowly turned to face his raging sister behing him.

"Case. I-it's not w-what you think..." He stuttered.

"Then what is it?" Casey stated angrily. Suddenly, she noticed the pink diary in his hand. "You..."

He got up and put his hands in the air. "Casey, I didn't... I wasn't..."

"Looking... at..." She was starting to tear up. "That's... my diary."

She kept eyeing it, wishing it was anything else but her diary.

"What... what the hell are you doing in my room?" She asked, glaring at him. "Don't you know how to respect other peoples' privacy?"

He put the diary on the bed and started towards her. Well, it could have been towards her, or towards the door behind her.

"Case. I didn't read anything," He lied. Casey could see it in his eyes.

"Yes, you were. You basard. I never thought you might stoop this low," She said, wiping at her eyes. She was sniffling. "I hate you, Derek. Get out."

He hardly took a breath when he passed her. As he walked slowly down the stairs, he noticed that Casey slammed her door.

He heard soft cries and sniffles.

XOXOXO

"Case, we're home!" Nora called. Everyone shuffled in the house, hanging up their coats. "Oh Derek! I thought you went out..."

Derek was sitting on his chair, looking at the television, but not exactly watching it. "Oh. Yeah. 'Decided not to."

Nora shrugged it off and went to prepare dinner.

"Hey kiddo, where's Casey?" George glanced around.

Derek couldn't say anything.

His tongue was caught in his throat.

"Upstairs." He finally croaked.

Edwin took a seat next to him. He stared into his brothers blank eyes, and waved a hand in front of him. "Earth to Derek."

Derek pushed his hand away and flipped through the channels, ending up on some japanese game show.

"Dude, are you okay?" Edwin asked, staring at the channel that was on, and back at him.

"Yeah. Totally."

XOXOXO

Casey finally walked downstairs, after 2 hours of thinking and sobbing. She took a seat at the dinner table with everyone.

"Case, are you alright?" Nora asked, looking at her daughters pink eyes and somewhat pink nose.

"What happened?" Lizzie and George piped in at the same time.

"Can I help?" Marti said from under the table.

Derek didn't look at her, but poked at the peas on his plate. He knew she was going to tell what happened and he was ready for the worst.

"Nothing happened," Casey finally said, forcing a smile. "I think it was too much sun, maybe some allergies at the most. But I'm totally okay."

And she forked up a piece of steak, and put it into her mouth.

XOXOXO

Later that night, Edwin, Lizzie, and Marti were downstairs, watching a Disney Channel movie. George and Nora were cleaning up in the kitchen, and both the oldest sibling were in their room.

Casey had a pink pillow held to her chin, all the color back in her face. She looked at the diary at the bottom of her closet, when she threw it in there forcefully, earlier, leaving a small dent in the back wall.

Oh my god. She thought. She could only imagine what he read. Of course he read the intense parts.

The fact is, she meant all those things. His smile, his laugh, his charm. It was so intriguing.

There was a sudden soft knock on her door, and she got up slowly, imagining who it could be.

She opened her door, and there was Derek, standing in front of her, a hand in his pocket, and the other ruffling his hair.

Well, this one was somewhat longer than the rest, right??

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