“Well, it all happened when high school started for us. I told Alex that I would have his back always, and he told me the same. We both wanted to get girlfriends so we could go to the movies as like double dates you know. And when I got the girl I wanted and he didn’t get the one he wanted, everything went downhill. He got very mad and told me I had to break up with Sally, the girl I was dating. When I refused, he became furious. Sally wanted me to come over after school one night. Alex found out about it and went there before I was supposed to go over. When I finally got there, I walked in on them making out in Sally’s bedroom. Of course I was furious. I left right after that. I couldn’t believe what I had seen. I didn’t understand why my best friend would make out with my girlfriend like that. The next day I broke up with Sally. I told Alex I wasn’t going to ever talk to him again either. Alex was all like ‘So what I kiss your girl. You don’t have to be such a baby about it.’ I told him to back off. Then he was all like ‘Well, I don’t see why your mad at me, bro. You broke up with her, which was a bonehead mistake ‘cause she is a great kisser.’ So I turned around and punched him,” Derek explained to Angie. “And that’s the real story.”
“Oh my goodness!” Angie said. “Alex and Sally were going out for quite a while too.”
"How do you think I feel? Your whole family thinks I’m this horrible guy who made fun of them for no apparent reason and punched your brother because his family was weird.”
“I’m really sorry about… You know what? Alex told me that lie just so I wouldn’t talk to you.”
“Yeah, so I couldn’t tell you the truth about what he did. He could never tell your parents that he has been lying all this time.”
“You’re right! But I can.”
“Angie, don’t get involved.”
"You told me the truth right?”
“I like you, Derek. I want to be friends with you.”
“I want to be friends with you too.”
“That’s never going to happen if my parents think you’re a horrible guy. If I tell them the truth…”
“Angie, you and your brother are close right?”
“Alex and I? We were.”
"But now you aren’t because of me. Don’t you understand? I’m ruining everything for you. You and Alex had a very good relationship until I came into the picture. Please, promise me you won’t let me come between you and your family.”
“Promise me, Angie.”
“I can’t make that promise, Derek. I like you.”
“You’ve known me for five days.”
“And you don’t think that’s enough?”
"Not enough to rip you and your family apart, Angie. I don’t want to be the cause of that. I like you, a lot. But I don’t want to ruin your life. I’m sorry, Angie,” Derek got up from the table and went over to the garbage can to throw his garbage away. He looked over at Angie, who was trying to hold back her tears. He then walked off into the councilor’s office.
“Derek, I’m a bit shocked to see you here,” said Mrs. Chuck.
“Yeah, yeah whatever. I need to talk to you,” Derek said.
“Well, I have a student coming in here right after lunch, so make it quick, please.”
“You know, I don’t even know why I came in here, so just never mind,” Derek headed for the door.
“Derek, please don’t shut me out again. I haven’t talked to you in forever.”
“Yeah, well, forever isn’t over yet,” he turned the doorknob and walked out slamming the door behind himself.
Mrs. Chuck just stood there. She wanted to cancel the next appointment and have Derek come back, but she didn’t know if she should. So after she talked to the student that needed to be talked to after lunch, she called down to Derek’s class, “Can you please send Derek Michaels down to my office?” she asked his teacher. “It’s kind of important.”
“Yes, I will,” the teacher hung up the phone. “Derek, Mrs. Chuck wants to see you.”
“Cool,” was all Derek said.
“Now,” the teacher said back.
“What if I don’t feel like going to her office?”
“Well, that’s just too bad. Go, and take a hall pass, would you?”
“Whatever.” Derek took a hall pass and headed down to Mrs. Chuck’s office. She was sitting in her desk going over some papers when Derek walked in and said, “What?”
“Derek, please close the door and take a seat,” Mrs. Chuck said.
Derek closed the door behind him when he walked in and he sat down in front of her desk. “What do you want, Darcy?” Derek said.
“First off, call me Mrs. Chuck, not Darcy.”
“Well, I’m not calling you Mrs. Chuck because I don’t like the loser you married. Therefore, I’m not calling you by his last name. Secondly, get on with what you were saying.”
“Derek, you can’t keep acting like this.”
"Because it'srude and..."
"That's not what I meant!"
"Every time I ask you why you never answer me, now, I want an answer. Why?”
“Derek, I didn’t call you down here for this.”
“See, every time I try to talk to you, you don’t listen to what I want to talk about. Can’t you listen to me for once?”
“No, Derek because what you want to talk about isn’t what I need to know.”
“But it’s what you have to answer.”
“I called you down here to talk about what you wanted to talk about earlier.”
“I just needed some advice.”
"Good, I can help you with that. I give good advice.”
“I said needed; now the need is over. Good bye, Darcy.”
“Please, talk to me. Tell me how life is. Ask me for some advice."
"You want to know how my life has been? It's sucked! End of story, goodbye."
"Stop it! I want to talk to you and get to know you. I care about you.”
“Ha, you care about me? Are you kidding?”
“Derek, of course I care about you.”
"Then why? Why did you leave me with Dad?”
“I couldn’t raise you Derek! I was just barley eighteen! I didn’t graduate yet. I couldn’t take you in.”
“And you didn’t try to when all hell broke loose at Dad’s?”
"I was engaged! I wasn’t going to give up Thomas for you.”
"Well, that makes me feel better.”
“Derek, I’m sorry.”
“I was six, Darcy. I got put down, I got let down, I got beat. And not once did you try to help me.”
“What was I supposed to do?”
"Take me in.”
“Because of Thomas right? You loved him so much you let your little brother get beat everyday by his father; your father?”
“He would have understood. You could have at least tried to do something. You could have pretended to care.”
“But I did care; and still do.”
“Then why didn’t you try to get me out of there? Why did you leave me with that abusive man?”
No response came from Darcy.
Derek began to tear up. He tried hard not to cry. “He crushed every one of my dreams. He broke my arm. He gave me bruises all over. But you never tried to stop him, but now you want to help and be a part of my life? Now you want to be a big sister?” Derek looked up at Darcy, “Well, It’s just a little too late for that. I’m already living with Aunt Kate. Even though we will be at this school together everyday for the next two years, I don’t want to talk to you, look at you or even smell you. I hate you, Darcy. And there’s nothing you can ever do to change that.”