A/N: ok I rewrote this like four times and I'm not sure I like how it turned out. Plz tell me what you think. Anywayz there should be some major dasey soon but first we have to work through our emotional issues! Yay! Sounds like fun doesn't it? PLEASE REVIEW!!
Btw I tried to post this before but it got messed up. Sorry to anyone who got confused.
After that Casey was back to normal. Well not normal. Normal would be screaming, kicking, fighting, and over dramatizing. She was back to the way she'd been before I'd told her that Kendra was going to have an abortion. I didn't dare mention the procedure to her again for fear of what she might do.
Two days later we were sitting at the kitchen table when Nora announced, " Guess what girls? Your Uncle Carl is coming to visit us tomorrow. Isn't that exciting?" Lizzie looked delighted, but Casey's face grew dark. I reached out and put my hand on her shoulder.
"Casey are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I just- just gotta go- check something." She got up and headed upstairs. I looked at Nora and Lizzie who seemed just as confused as me.
"I'm gonna go talk to her." They looked even more confused as I said this, but I ignored them. I pushed out my chair and bounded up the stairs taking them two at a time.
I didn't even bother knocking on Casey's door. I just walked right in to find her curled up in a ball on her bed sobbing quickly. "Casey what's wrong?" I asked as I took her hand and sat down on the bed. "Please tell me. You can trust me."
She looked at me hesitantly through her tears. "You'll never see me the same. You'll hate me."
"I could never hate you Casey."
She sucked in a deep breath and sat up still keeping her hand in mine. "Uncle Carl is a bad man."
"Why Casey? What happened?"
She ignored my question. "Tell Kendra to keep her baby. Abortion is the worst thing you can go through. Even worse than rape. At least with rape you can be the victim, but when you have an abortion you are the murderer, the monster. You can never stop thinking of that baby. How old he'd be, what he'd look like, how he'd laugh. You think about him everyday. You never forget."
My jaw had dropped when she'd said rape. "Casey did Carl… did he rape you?" She just looked at me. "And you got pregnant and you had… an abortion?"
Finally she nodded weakly and began to cry. "I told you you'd hate me!" She tried to rip her hand from mine, but I wouldn't let go.
"I don't hate you Casey." I said firmly. " I could never hate you." I reached up, brushed her hair back from her eyes, and cupped my hand around my cheek. "You were just a kid. It wasn't your fault."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "Derek you have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words!" She threw her arms around me and buried her face in my chest. "Uncle Carl said everyone would blame me. He said I was a bad girl. That's why I'm so dedicated to my schoolwork. I was trying to make up for it." Shit and I'd made fun of her for that. I was such an ass.
"He lied Casey. No one would blame you. He just didn't want to get in trouble. Man he seriously fucked with your head." I was starting to get pissed, but I tried to stay calm for her. I wanted to go beat the hell out of that bastard Carl. He had hurt Casey; my Casey, but right now I knew it was more important to be there for her. Then I remembered Lizzie and Nora's confusion. "Wait so your mom doesn't know? How'd you pay for an abortion?" I asked pulling her away from my chest, so I could look in her eyes, but still holding on to her.
"Uncle Carl gave me some money and told me to go 'get rid of it'." Ouch. Those were the words I'd used when she'd freaked out. No wonder. "I've had to see him at least a dozen times since then and pretend nothing was wrong. Pretend I was still peppy, happy go lucky Casey. Pretend I wasn't all broken and ugly inside." She started to pull away from me, but I just held on tighter and pulled her back into my chest.
"No Casey you were there for me, now let me up there for you." I waited until she stopped struggling to continue. "You can't think about yourself like that! Casey you are the most amazing girl I've ever met. I'm sorry for every mean thing I've ever done or said to you. You didn't deserve it and you don't deserve all this suffering. You deserve to be happy again."
After a minute she answered, "So do you Derek. You need to forgive yourself for this Kendra thing. I never thought I'd say this but you really are a great guy." We both laughed at that.
"So I guess we'll just have to work on this happiness stuff together, huh?"
"I guess so."