A/N: I'm finally done with my summer work! Sorry it took so long. I hope I haven't lost any readers. It isn't very long but I just really wanted to get something up. Anywayz plz plz plz review. They inspire me to write more. Oh yeah we're back to Derek's POV.
When I returned to the house I headed straight for Casey's room. My walk had calmed me down some and when I knocked on the door I was actually smiling. No one answered so I tried the handle but it was locked. "Casey?" I called, my voice rising ever so slightly in fear and rage. I heard a commotion in the room and the door unlocking. Casey flung the door open and glancing up and down the hall yanked me into her room.
"Sorry I didn't answer at first." She explained. "I wasn't sure who it was." I looked at her prodding her to say more with my eyes. She sighed, and began to shake. "Uncle Carl didn't go to the game. He came in here like right after you left. He threatened me. He said I have to stay away from you."
"That's a load of shit! You're not seriously going to listen to him?" So much for my calming walk.
"No Derek but you don't know him like I do. He's dangerous. If you only knew how many times he literally almost killed me. He told me stories about other little girls who didn't know how to keep their mouths shut and how they would disappear and it would be three months before anyone found them- in a garbage bag in a field, cut up in tiny little pieces."
She was shaking badly now and I went over to sit by her on the bed. I took her hand into mine and stroked her hair gently, a pastime I was becoming a little too fond of. "Derek I shouldn't be involving you in this. It's literally a life or death situation and you already have so much to worry about with Kendra."
"That may be true but there is no way I'm gonna let you deal with this alone Case." She looked at me. Joy and fear where dancing in her eyes. I wanted so badly to protect her. But what could I do I was just a teenager? I really thought Nora needed to know, but I had promised Casey I wouldn't tell. Then again didn't they always tell you in school that secrets that hurt people where not meant to be kept? But how could I betray Casey's trust? But then maybe if it fixed things she would be glad I did it. Jesus! I was so fucking confused. I didn't know what to do, but if this Carl guy was even half as dangerous as Casey seemed to think then I knew I was in way over my head. But I didn't let Casey see that. I knew that I had to be strong for her. I would save Casey. Carl would never hurt her again as long as I lived.