It's All Coming Back

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Chapter 10 – Golden Nights

Casey's POV

Lizzie's girl's night consisted of Marti and me going with her out for dinner. Since we were her only bridesmaids in this whole wedding. We were halfway through our meal when in walked Truman. I hadn't seen him since graduation. I honestly thought he had left town for good. And he was walking toward us.

"Casey! How have you been?" He had this smile on his face that made me sick.

"Just fine Truman, how are you?" I just had to be polite for a little.

"I'm great. So since you're in town and I'm in town and you're single. How about a date?" Wow he really didn't hold back still.

I was just sitting there with my mouth gapped open. Truman just asked me on a date. Before I could respond Marti spoke up, "Truman you cheated on her why on earth would she go on a date with you?"

"I figured I could get a second chance I mean, you married Derek the guy who tortured you in high school." He smiled and continued, "And then from what I read Derek cheated on you so why don't I deserve a second chance."

I stood up and smacked him across the face, "Just because you read a story about my divorce doesn't mean you have a clue what happened between Derek and I."

Truman just glared and walked away. And I was left with my sisters again. It was quite for awhile until Lizzie said something, "So Derek never cheated?"

I sighed, I always knew the questions from the family would come, "No Lizzie, Derek was the perfect husband he never cheated."

I barely finished talking when Marti asked, "So why are you divorced?"

I hated that question so much. I mean yes Marti and Lizzie were my sisters but no one knows what caused our fights. At least the beginning fights. After the first one it was just a matter of pushing the other away. I had to tell them I know I did. "I really don't know. That's the honest truth. I know I was the one to ask for the divorce. But I love Derek with all my heart. He challenges me in a way no other guy has been able to do. There was always this fire between us. But when we got married we tried to stop fighting, instead let things just build up until one day we just snapped on each other in this huge fight. Then not long after that Derek started sleeping on the couch and well you guys know the rest we got divorced."

Marti's POV

O my god! Casey still loves Derek! She said 'love' not 'loved' this is great! Maybe four years they grew up! Maybe I can get them back together this weekend. Sure the wedding is tomorrow but I'm Marti I can do anything!

Derek's POV

Edwin's boy's night was lame. He didn't want strippers because that would be wrong. He didn't want to go to a bar and get drunk on his last night of freedom. No Edwin wanted to just go to dinner. Once we got home I went right down to the basement to start figuring out what to do with Casey. I wanted her to be my wife again. I wanted to wake up with her in my arms every morning like I did today. I was just laying there thinking when Casey came into the room.

She took off her shoes and laid down next to me in the bed, without putting up the pillow wall. I could tell she was thinking about something. She had a look on her face that she always had when she was thinking hard. What she did next confused me; she shifted and rested her head on my chest.

Casey's POV

Here I was laying in bed with Derek with my head resting on his chest. The night didn't go the way I thought it would. Marti asked me a simple question after, "Casey do you love Derek." To which I replied yes and she asked the hardest question of all, "So why are you still divorced?" I didn't have an answer for that one. But here I was with Derek; poor thing must be so confused. But then his arm moved and wrapped around my waist. We laid there quietly for what seemed like hours, until finally Derek spoke up.

"Casey. I'm sorry." There it was Derek apologized.

"I'm sorry too Derek." I whispered back.

There it was the apology the two of us couldn't get out four years ago. If we had just apologized back then maybe things would be different.