You're never alone…
By: Ace
Chapter 2
2012, September, 23th (same day when Casey got the phone call from Emily)
Derek Venturi was – pissed off. Just 2 months left until graduation. Just 2 – but they are going to be a hell of 2 months.
Derek Venturi was what every guy wanted to be, and what every girl wanted. At the age of 23, he plays the center in New York's #1 hockey team. After doing a four year program in filmmaking, as well as doing hockey, he graduated from college in at 22, and went to university for 2 more years of filmmaking. This was his last semester, and he's professors were really giving him a hard time.
Derek had moved to New York around the same time when Casey had moved to Toronto. He, of course, got into the top university on full hockey scholarship. Derek didn't wanted move away – especially now, when it was just his dad and Smarti. But living in that house had became unbearable.
Derek remembered the bits and pieces of his teenage years pass by his eyes as he walked out the university. Walking around campus, he tried to calm his racing heart. Deeply sighing, he slowly turn around to make his way back to his apartment. Walking back, he had random people say hi to him or wave at him.
It hasn't changed all that much Venturi. He thought, still waving to faceless people, still being the king of everything, still having the thrill of being on top of the world.
Looking around him, he saw what seemed to be thousands of leafs falling on to the ground. He smiled a little at that, thinking about his Smarti, and how she would be making a leaf pile just to jump into it afterwards. The last time he visited home was for winter break, and then afterwards, he started talking summer and fall lesions, just to end in early November, instead of late January.
But he'll be done soon. He'll go up to London, then back down to California for the shooting of 'Accidently in Love'. He got a contract to co-direct the movie about 2 weeks ago. He had read the script, and it was pretty good. It wasn't a chick flick; it had action as well as horror. The other director said he would have the actors ready by the time he graduates.
Stupid professors – why do they always have to give the lamest topic for project? I mean, a tree? My high school teachers were more creative then that!
Too deep in his thoughts of slowly killing the professors, he didn't feel his pocket vibrate softly.
It was late by the time he actually made it to his apartment. He didn't know the exact time, but it was dark outside. After class, he had to stop by the doctor's, and then go his hockey practice.
He let out a yawn as he shook off his light jacket, made of leather, before dragging himself toward the phone. Having Pizza Hut on speed dial, he quickly arranged for his dinner.
Getting out his cell, in order to turn the ringer up, he saw he had 6 missed calls. Checking the list, he saw all of them were from Emily.
Why the heck would she be calling me?
Deciding he already thought enough for today, he gave her a call.
"What's up, Em?"
"Derek? Where have you been, I've been trying to reach for ages."
"Class, then hockey practice. Why?"
"Derek…Marti's missing."
"What?"
That automatically came out. It took his brain to process the information for a second before he actually comprehended the full meaning of Emily's words.
"What??"
Again, let me know what you think – I promise to update soon.
Ace