Sound of Madness

Derek chuckled softly and kissed her neck. "I missed you too." he mumbled softly against her skin.

"Or did you just miss /that/?" Carly teased, meaning the kissing.

"Maybe a bit of both," Derek joked back. "So, what do you want to do?" he asked her, playing with a couple strands of her hair.

Carly handed him a square of Bubblicious gum. "Blow bubbles with me. I'm trying to beat my record."

"Odd request, but alright." Derek kissed her lips gently before stickin the cube of gum in his mouth. "What's your record?"

(anything for Blake yet?)

"Five inches," Carly said proudly. "And it's not that odd! We don't have to makeout all the time," She mumbled the last part.

(What do you mean? I just had to come up with things for him to say in general, I don't have specifics. If you want me to use him so badly then fine, go ahead and start for Remy.)

"I know that." Derek chuckled softly. " And five inches...wow." he nodded and held back from saying something crude.

(I thought you were coming up with something specific for them.)

Carly knew what he would have typically said, if they weren't dating. She rolled her eyes and shoved his shoulder. "Don't be a perve."

(I don't know, I guess I kind of was. I just didn't know what to have Blake do)

Derek laughed lightly. "Trust me, I'm trying to not be." he assured her before blowing a large bubble.

(did you have any idea? Maybe I could help you brain storm?)

"Kind of hard for you," Carly joked, looking over at his bubble. "Wow, that's pretty big!"

(Not really...)

Derek popped the bubble and just shrugged. "It's defenetly not easy to do." he started chewing on the wad of gum again and blew another bubble.

(mk. Tell me if you need help.)

Carly rolled her eyes. "I've noticed."

(why can't we both just be thinking of ideas? O.o I'm still not really sure what I'm supposed to be thinking up)

(I am thinking...but sadly all of my ideas are pool related. *glares at pool infirm of her* I might have a vague idea, but it would envolve Blake finding out about her past which I haven't totally ironed out the details of.)

Derek rolled his eyes when she did. "You roll your eyes alot, you know that?" it was a gOod thing he loved her.

(Hmm alright then)

"Sorry, want me to stop?" Carly asked sarcastically.

"It's fine that you do," Derek told her. "oh, just remembered something. Close your eyes." He told her as he reached into he inside pocket of his leather jacket.

Remy woke in tears from her nap. The night her life changed played in her mind, leftover memories from the nightmare. A sob broke through her chest, a rather loud one. Part of her feared that the rest of the people on this floor woud hear, but at the same time she didn't care.

"Okay," Carly said in confusion, closing her eyes.

Blake heard some weird noise, but figured it was Derek's creeptastic video games. He strolled down the hall whistling to himself.

(life sucks. so does crying.)

Derek pulled out two tickets to the upcoming, once in a life time, fashion tour. He pressed the slips of paper into her hands. "Open your eyes." he whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek gently.

Remy got up from her bed and tried to wipe her eyes completely. That day was over and in the past. There was nothing she could do now. She left her room and started down the hall, her head hung. She wasn't watching where she was going and ran into Blake. "Oh, sorry." she mumbled, her voice still thick from tears.

(what...? why are you upset?)

Carly opened them and looked down at her hands, her eyes widening to the size of saucers. "What...these...where...how....I love you!" She tackled him into a hug, which landed her on his lap.

"No problem, always running into me, it seems like," Blake chuckled, referring to how the same thing had happened when they met. He saw she was crying, but chicks crying was never a good sign and he had no fucking clue how to help her.

(finally enjoying being with my dad again, and I have to leave tomorrow. I don't want to leave him again.)

Derek laughed lightly and wrappe his arms around her. "Glad you like them." it was a pain in the neck for him to get those tickets. But it was worth it. "Feel free to take whoever you want."

Remy nodded to what he said, not really hearing him. "I was thinking about going for a run. Want to come with?"

(awww )

"Who do you think I'm going to take?" Carly said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Unless you don't want to come...."

"Yeah, sure." Blake nodded, turning back to go change. "See you in a few, babe."

(finally home...cried off and on for about ten hours. It's offal, I'm totally insane now.)


"I didn't know if you wanted me to go with you or not. I was thinking you would want Paris or some other girl to go with you." he admitted honestly. "If you want me to go, I guess I can." 

Remy waited in the hall for him, her gaze still on the ground. The scene from her nap kept playing in her mind as she waited for him. 

Spired??

Carly frowned. "Well, okay, if you don't want to come...." She shrugged.

Blake walked out back out. "Alright, let's go."

"If you want me to go, I will." Derek promised her softy. He didn't want to anger her again.

Remy started out of the house and stretched a bit before starting off. She always ran when she needs to think or relax. And she really needed to relax and clear her mind right now.

"I won't be mad if you don't," Carly said, reading his mind. "It's just...I know these tickets couldn't have been cheap, so." She wouldn't want them wasted on her and some stupid friend.

Blake ran alongside her, getting the idea that maybe now wasn't a good time to try and tease her.