I DO NOT OWN LWD

Chapter Three:

Curiosity and Paranoia
------------------------------------Derek---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I was walking out of my "honeymoon" suite with a huge goofy grin on my face, and I knew it, the night after the wedding. Man, I don't think I've ever been this happy, in my life. I headed downstairs to make Casey her favorite breakfast.

The bacon sizzled and the eggs made the eyes of a smiley face over the pancake I made. Placing the finished bacon and putting it in its place, I headed back upstairs. I couldn't help but think that this house was a little empty. I started to think that maybe soon there would be the pitter patter of little feet. Yes, there was a smile on my face again, actually, it never left.

" Mrs, Derek Venturi." It had a nice ring to it.

I couldn't help but hum on my way up the stairs and into the bedroom. I stopped when I heard her whimpering. Setting down the tray I crawled into bed next to her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

" Casey, don't cry. It's okay, I'm here. What's wrong?" I spoke softly in her ear, hoping to hear an answer but not getting one.

"Sweetie, please don't cry. I hate it when you cry. Please tell me whats wrong." I pleaded with her, but all she did was turn around and cry against my chest.

After a while she fell back to sleep, and I held her close. I had no idea what was wrong, but I know I didn't want it to happen again. Whatever it was.

Eventually, I drifted off to sleep to...

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I woke up from another dream about Derek. Taking out my dream journal I wrote down what happened and then pondered about the matter. It seemed that more and more my life seemed to be flowing into my dreams, I only hoped that my dreams wouldn't start to flow into my real life. Of course, the question remains...Why Derek?

Slipping out of bed I through on some jogging pants and a shirt and headed downstairs. Kay was in the kitchen sipping from a water bottle talking to Derek, Sam, Ralph and Dean. Kaylie was still in her yoga outfit and she smiled when she saw me.

" Hey, look who's finally up miss I can never sleep past seven o'clock."

" Yea, I felt like sleeping in. Have you seen my running shoes?" I walked around searching for them behind the couch in the living room and around the table in the dinning room.

" Sleep in? It's nine thirty! You're lucky I'm awake before noon." Dean teased.

" Um... last I saw you were wearing them." Kay answered.

" Check in the laundry room next to the dryer." Derek said pointing towards the laundry room.

" Okay..." Sam raised an eyebrow and everyone else stared at him.

" I saw them when I was in there the other day." He shrugged.

" And why were you in the laundry room?" Sam asked in a teasing tone.

" I was just getting my jersey." Derek said defensively.

" Anyway, there's this party tonight. There will be a band and tons of other stuff. It's going to be the party of the year. You guy's in?" Ralph changed the subject.

" Sure totally there!" The guys said at once.

" I can't go, tomorrow is Sunday and then I'm starting my service project to." Kay said.

" So, what about Sunday?" Sam said.

" She's got church." Dean reminded him.

" Oh yea! Man, I really wanted you to be there!" Derek pouted. Yes, you guys...pouted.

" Wow, um...I'm going now." I finished slipping on my shoes and ran out the door.

I heard and ' You're invited to!' but I was already half way down the street.

The whole purpose of these runs are to clear my head. A time when I could think clearly, but the more I thought of my dreams and what they possibly could mean just confused me more. I wished I could talk to somebody about them but then I remembered that Emily was with Truman. Then all I felt was more hurt and even more confused.

I wasn't paying attention to where my feet had taken me but when I finally stopped I was in front of a huge park. I went to the closest bench and started to stretch, but gave up half way through and decided to hang out under a huge tree. It draped over a hill and made lots of shade.

I planned on staying there for a while.

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Kaylie and I were going to watch a movie with the guys today. Believe me if I had it my way it would be just me and her, but she has this thing with being alone in the house with a guy. Anyways, the DVD was upstairs in her bedroom, and being the guy that I am I offered to go get it.

So there I was, walking past Lizzie and Casey's rooms and I didn't a double take. I've walked this hallway a million times and this one time Casey left her door open, I don't know why but I wanted to see what it actually looked like on the inside. Something on the bed caught my eye, it was hanging off the edge open and it looked like it was going to fall.

I walked over to it and picked it up, turning it over, it was Casey's journal and it was just out in the open. Oh yea, a house full of girls and they respect each others " privacy".

" Well I'm no girl." I said to myself turning it over.

" Derek, come on! Where's the movie?! We're getting bored down here." I heard Kaylie yell from the foot of the stairs.

" Coming! I couldn't find it at first!" I said running into Kay's room and grabbing the movie from it's shelf.

Running back down the stairs I was met by Kaylie.

" It's alphabetical, how could you not find it. It's starts will the letter 'A'." She teased.

" Alphabetical?" Dean asked.

" Case got bored one day." And we all laughed to that.

I sat on the couch thinking about Casey's journal, before Kaylie yelled up at me I read the words;

'Another dream about Derek last night'

These words made me burn with curiosity, why? I don't know.

I felt Kaylie snuggle close to me, and bring me out of my thoughts. I wrapped my arm around her and attempted to concentrate on the movie.

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I really don't know how long I had been there but I was getting tired of laying there. Standing up I started walking back home. Not even five minutes later I see a couple holding hands walking down the street coming towards me. Looking at them I almost felt sick, so I started running again and I didn't stop until I got to my front door.

Walking in I found Kaylie on the living room floor with all kinds of books around her.

" What are you doing?" I asked.

" Oh, I'm getting things ready to do my service project tomorrow after church and I'm doing some extra studying." She smiled.

" Cool, need any help?" I offered.

" No, I'm pretty much finished anyways, besides Derek is coming back over in a few minutes." She stood stretching and wincing.

" You okay?"

" I don't know, my shoulder and side hurt pretty bad. Is there a bruise?" She lifted her shirt in the back.

" Oh my gosh Kaylie! How did this happen?" I walked over to her, examining her black and purple bruise. It started at her shoulder and came half way down her side.

" It's been hurting ever since the game." She looked back at me from over her shoulder.

" Kaylie, what happened?" My Mom ran over to us.

" We think it was from playing hockey with the guys." I explained.

" Oh, well no more hockey," Kaylie looked at her sadly. " At least for a while. Those guys need to be more careful next time."

" Who needs to be more careful?" Derek asked us as he helped Greg carry in bags from the store.

" Yea, who?" Lizzie asked.

" Kaylie got a pretty bad bruise from hockey." My Mom said more to Greg then anybody else.

" Well yea, it's hockey," Derek said still not seeing Kaylie yet. " I mean, I get all kinds of bruises...But not like those!" He came up to Me and Kay with in a few strides, clearly concerned.

" Nora, is right Kay. No more hockey for a while, not until that heals." Greg said pointedly.

" Can I put my shirt down now?This hurts." She said sadly.

" Oh yes, I'll got get you some ice." My Mom disappeared into the kitchen along with Greg.

" Is that when I knocked you on the ice?" Derek asked.

" You what?" Lizzie asked.

" We were playing a game Liz, don't worry about it." Kay explained.

" Just making sure." Lizzie then headed upstairs.

" I'm sorry Kayls." Derek brushed her cheek with the back of his hand slightly.

" It's alright, I slammed you back remember?" She smiled.

" Kayls?" I asked, feeling a little jealous. Jealous??? but I don't like him. I DO NOT like Derek.

Kaylie laughed at me and I swear I saw Derek blush a little. After making sure that Kay was okay again I ran upstairs for a shower and change of clothes. Trying to get rid of this jealousy that was bursting with in me, I thought a shower would help. Then walking out of my room I tripped over something.

" What the heck??" I looked down and saw my dream journal.

I could have sworn that I left it on my bed after I made it this morning.

" That's weird." I closed it, putting it back in its drawer than heading to my closet to change.

" Wait a minute." I spoke to myself.

It was open.

I thought of the possibilities but after a few seconds decided I was paranoid. After all, who would read my journal? It's a house of girls. Pushing those thoughts out of my mind I slipped on jeans and a band tee. I didn't bother with make-up and put my hair in low pig tails.

I spent most of the day doing things for classes and reading ahead. Greg and my Mom went out to eat again and Kay ordered us all pizza. Going downstairs and grabbing a few slices I sat next to Liz on the and watched T.V with her and Kay. Soon Kaylie went to bed and then Lizzie fell asleep on the couch. Soon I started to get tired as well, and covered up Liz before heading upstairs.

I climbed the stairs wearily and walked into the bathroom. Slowly and sleepily I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I vaguely remember slipping on my pajamas.

I fell on my bed and fell asleep almost instantly, tonight I actually hoped I would dream about Derek.

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I didn't even bother going to the party tonight. I was way too tired, besides Kaylie wasn't going to be there. So what was the point?

I was lying there on my bed listening to music and I started to think about Casey's journal. She was dreaming about me? Why? It was killing me to know this, I was so curious I was trying to come up with ways to steal her journal. Even I knew that was a bad idea and that it was hopeless.

What could it all mean?

Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep that night.

Hey guys! Listen I won't be updating this three day weekend, I am going on vacation. Although I will be writing some stuff in my notebook so I can stay on top of things, just for you guys!!

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