How did this Happen?

Chapter 33

Derek POV 

(Authors note: Really quick this has a lot of cussing so please don't report it! Thanks!)

Holy Fuck! I just had sex with my step sister. Now I am suppose to be sleeping but I can't not after that. God damn it what the fuck! Casey rolls over on her side fast asleep. In my bed. After we had sex. Shit I just had sex with Casey. My step sister! Fuck my life. I look at the alarm clock on my night stand. It's 4:30 am. We finished about an hour ago. What is gonna happen to me? What's gonna happen to her? I lay there lost in my thoughts until Casey rolls over again. She looks so pretty lying there with no makeup and a sleepy smile on her face. She must be dreaming about something good. Me? Maybe? God did she enjoy this as much as I did? What if I jumped to third base too soon. We did just have a break up. OH MY HOLY FUCK!! i forgot we were broken up! Fuck we shouldn't have done that. It's on my bed too! I don't even know if Casey has done anythig with a guy before. Oh shit what if I took her big V? Casey tosses around again. I wish she would stop doing that. I realize I need to just rest. I close my eyes and slowly fall in to a deep sleep.

Casey POV 

Oh my lord! How can Derek sleep? I look up at him jus to see if he is awake after I try to pretend to be asleep. You would think he knows better. Who can sleep after that? That amazing thing just happened and he doesn't want to talk about it? What the hell Derek? I get lost in my thought until I hear the door creak open. SHIT FUCK COCKSUCKER BALLS! I trun over and out my hea under the covers. Oh my god it smells. I hear a little voice talk as quiet as possible. "Smerek!" It's Marti shaking Derek to wake up. "Smerek I had a bad dream." Derek slowly wakes up. 

"Smarti?" he says fast putting his hand on my head. Ow! He was hurting me.

"Smerek can I sleep in here?" Marti asks.

"Well Smarti funny story." There was a pause where I knew Derek was trying to think of something to tell Marti without saying. I just fucked the shit out of your stepsister Casey and now she is "sleeping" in my bed right next to me. "I am having a girlfriend over and she's asleep right now so we don't want to wake her. Why don't you go sleep with Lizzie?" Derek ask.

"I already asked her she said she wouldn't take me in because she is puking." Marti explains. Puking? Oh my god is Lizzie okay? I am most definatly checking on her after Marti leaves.

"well what about you go back to bed and I can tuck you in." Derek says.

"Okay Smerek." Marti says as Derek picks he up and they go to her room. After they leave I quickly get up and run to Lizzies room. I look at a near by clock it's 5:00 I wonder if Lizzie is even awake but if she is vomiting she has to be. I knock lightly on the door.

"Who is it?" I hear Lizzie franticly ask.

"Liz it's Casey may I come in? I heard you were throwing up." I state wait outside her door trying not to wake anyone else up.

"Casey...umm. Hold on." Lizzie usually let's me right in. She must feel awful poor girl. Lizzie opens the door with her cute little blue pj pants and one of Edwin's baggie shirts. Wait a second. Edwin's shirt? Weird I didn't know Ed let Lizzie wear his stuff. Unless.

"Lizzie let me in." I demand. She holds her door to her side.

"Why?" she ask. Then her eyes drift down to my PJ's. Her mouth drops. "since do wear Derek's shirts to bed." she asks. I bite my bitten lip and look down at my so called pajames. I'm wearing no pants just underwear with Derek's black D-Rock t-shirt that he had made for his band. "Casey I thought Edwin and I talked to you guys about the two of you. We said we had to tell mom and George." I roll my eyes at her.

"Does that mean I get to infer that you are with Edwin?" I say glaring at her.

"What are you talking about?" she asks nervesly.

"Well you think since I'm wearing one of Derek's shirts that we are a couple, so why do you get to wear Edwin's shirt? Unless there is something going on with you two." I narrow my eyes at her. Something I would normally do to Derek. She bites her bitten lip and chews her nails. "Whats wrong Liz?" I say. "are you feeling sick again?" I was down at her level and I sounded like a total bitch but right now I wanted to make a point.

"So Casey um boys shirts are comfortable to wear to bed. It means nothing and there is no reason tell Mom or George anything because there is nothing to tell." Lizzie says with a smile and shuting her door. " good night. Or good morning depending on how you look at it." she says shuting her door.

"Good night Liz. Good night." I say walkig away and goig to my room. I get somemore sleep then a phone wakes me up the next day.