Casey pov I didn't see much of Derek after we broke up, I just couldn't. Every time I would see him old feelings would bubble up to the surface.
Once we finished high school he went to Queens while I played it safe and went to Princeton, far away from him. He got some slutty, up tight prick pregnant and married her out of obligation to the children.
I got together with some lazy ass whole whom even MacDonald's wouldn't hire. We had kids about a year after we started our sorry excuse of a relationship. I found out he was abusive when Neila was 11 and ended up in the hospital for a couple of months with a collapsed lung, severe bruising, three broken ribs and a broken arm. As soon as he was in jail I goy a divorce and a restraining order up against him. I stayed away from my family like plague after that, but I can't ignore them now.
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Mum and George were in car accident, the hospital called us over as they in critical condition. I left the kids with neighbors on my way here. Slamming the car door I jogged to the receptionist.
"I'm looking for Nora and George Venturi," I said hurriedly.
"They're in ICU, room 107" I nodded and walked off before she even had a chance to finish talking.
Half running I made my way up to the room, as I rounded the corner something hard hit my chest and next thing I know I'm toppling over the object.
"Watch it Clutzila, we wouldn't want you ending up in a room here too now would we?" Derek stated though teary eyes and a weak smirk on his face, pulling me back to my feet.
"Derek?" I questioned so quietly that I'm not sure he even heard me.
"The one and only" yep it was defiantly him.
"Have you seen mum and George yet? Are they okay? What happened? Are you okay?" I nervously started with the 20 questions.
"Um Case" he interrupted, with the glassy look that covered his gaze again "Nora passed away about an hour and dad did just 10 minutes ago."
I stood frozen in shock, still not having processed the words properly and then it hit me. They're dead, my parents are dead, the people who raised me and were – mostly- always there for me are dead. Collapsing into Derek's welcoming arms, sobbing wildly while he muttered reassuring words into my ear. Once I regained my self I reluctantly pulled away from Derek's tear stained face and warm embrace.
"Sorry" I sniffled. At that moment Edwin and Lizzy appeared from the corner I had recently crashed through. Taking in our tear-streaked faces they nodded silently, holding each other softly and headed off to the room where our parents' bodies are being held.
"Are they together?" I miserably wondered out loud. "Yer before us actually, they were just never stupid enough to tell anyone until Liz got pregnant but even then it was only me that Edwin told everyone that it was a one night stand."
"Smart kids"
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We sat in uncomfortable silence waiting for Edd, Liz and Marti to come back so we can plan when to meets to sort out the funeral. Marti arrived by the time Derek and I got down to the ground floor.
"What should we do with our kids while we plan it?" Derek asked.
"Just leave them outside in the backyard, hopefully they wont be like us." "I've never met your kids," he stated as if he's only just realized that.
"They're okay, Nelia's had a tough childhood though so your boys better be behaved and I'm being serious, no daddy questions or anything like that got it?" I demanded. "Got it" Derek shot back gently.
"What about your kids? I've never met them either"
"Recce is my clone, Mat is like a giant puppy constantly full of energy and curiosity, and little Maisey is a tad spoiled by her brothers. But they're all good kids" he replied.
"I have to go now, my kids are still with the neighbor ands its 2am I'm sure they just want to got to bed, and if they ask us about anything we aren't related no matter what. And tell Edd, Liz and Marti tomorrow's arrangement, I really have to go, bye" I shouted leaving the sterile building.
Well tomorrow's going to be a big day…
AN:sorry i havent updated in a while