I have to talk to Casey.
If she did not then she would lose the courage that she had. There was no other way.
Izzie was standing in front of Casey's room. She knocked on the door.
Knock.
Please open, please.
Casey opens the door and did not even looked at Izzie. Casey then went to sit in her bed. Izzie waited, stood there by the entrance.
No words, no words
Izzie's heart beats, beats...
In this room Casey told her.
"You are my favorite person."
What if that was not true? She had to talk, talk talk.
"I am sorry I did not believe you Casey."
"I am sorry I did not tell you about the kiss."
Izzie approaches the other side of the bed and sits next to Casey.
They look at each other, holds hands, get closer...
The moment where anything can happen, even a kiss....
Then, then,.....
Casey's mom opens the door...
"Casey I am sorry....."
Nothing happens......
