A/N: thank you to those of you who reviewed. I love you for it. And to those who didn't review please do. It really means a lot to me. And I hate to give things away but it will be dasey sooner or later. :)
An hour later Kendra still hadn't called back. I didn't really expect her to, but I still kept the phone with me just to be safe. The thought made me laugh. Be safe! Ha! It was a little late for that now.
I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I was still a kid myself, as Casey and my dad were constantly reminding me. How could I possibly raise one?
Just then there was a pounding on my door. "I've been patient Derek, but now I really need the phone!" Oh God. Casey was back.
"Go away." I groaned, but it was to late, she had already entered my room looking ready for a fight. She saw the phone lying on the bed beside me and made a quick grab for it. I let her take it. Like I said Kendra wasn't going to call back and I didn't feel like arguing.
Obviously Casey was confused that I'd given up without a fight. "Is something wrong?"
"No. You got what you want so could you please go now?"
She didn't look like she believed me, but she turned around and left muttering a thank you as she went. I was left to dwell in my own thoughts. Kendra had probably told her parents by now. I wondered what their reaction had been. I couldn't tell my family. I couldn't stand to disappoint them like that. I wanted to talk to someone, but the only one who knew was Kendra and she was even more overwhelmed than I was. So I just let it eat away at me for the next few hours and I eventually fell asleep.
In my dream I was at school. It seemed like an average day. I made fun of Casey when she tripped outside the French room, skipped third period, and was generally adored by the entire student body. Then I saw Kendra on my way to lunch. She was carrying something. As I got closer I realized it was a baby. It let out a deafening scream and everything started spinning. All I could see was a blur of reds, blues, yellows, and greens, but I could hear. "What a loser." "What a waste." "I can't believe it." "No more hockey for you Derek." "Derek you need to take responsibility." All these words and more were mixed with the baby's cry and Kendra saying "Derek what are you gonna do?" It was too much and just as I thought I saw about to scream I heard another voice. "Shh. Derek you're ok. Calm down. Derek wake up."
I jolted awake and looked around my room. I was safe, for now at least. In nine months my dream could very easily become reality. That's when I realized someone was kneeling beside my bed.
"Casey? What are you doing in here?"
"I heard you screaming. I guess you were having a nightmare."
"I was not screaming."
"Yes you were!"
"No I was-" Suddenly I remembered the voice at the end of my dream "Shh. Derek you're ok. Calm down. Derek wake up." It was Casey's voice. She had come to comfort me? "Ok maybe I was."
"Did Derek Venturi just admit defeat? Someone take a picture. Write this down! This is an historic event!"
"Yeah yeah whatever. What time is it anyway?"
"Oh right. It's like 2:00 am or something." She answered in a quieter voice and she stood up and went to sit on the end of my bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm staying here until you tell me about your dream."
"What? I don't even remember what it was about." I lied easily.
"I don't believe you."
"Casey just get out!" I said it more forcefully than I'd intended and I could tell I had struck a nerve.
"Fine. Whatever!" She stood up and walked out. I almost didn't want her to go. I almost wanted to tell her about the dream. But I knew I couldn't. Even if she didn't use the information against me, she was still the last person I wanted seeing me weak or confused.