Authors Note:
My old account got deleted, re-uploading my stories. Set in season 3, a few episodes after Brooke slept with Chris Keller. Lucas had forgiven Brooke. But something stands in the way to destroy them. There will be ALOT of SHOCKERS in this story. Not all characters will appear at one time. Mainly Brucas, but others will appear here and there. Slowly the truth will unfold. It's short. I just wanted to get the story started.
Chapter 1
Brooke and Lucas were cuddled up on the sofa in Brooke and Haley's apartment. Haley had agreed to go out, so they could have the place to themselves. Brooke was in a tank top and pajama trousers. Lucas had only been there about an hour. He was wearing his usual jeans and shirt. Brooke had invited him over; they were only just getting over the whole Chris Keller problem. But that was sorted now.
"Enjoying the film?" Lucas asked. They were watching some romantic movie. You know, the whole girl meets guy, they fall in love, something horrible happens, and then the happily ever after ending. Brooke knew this wasn't the happily ever after ending she wanted. Or planned for that matter.
"Kind of boring." Brooke said. She couldn't focus on the film; she had other things on her mind. Things she couldn't, she wouldn't dare tell Lucas about.
"How about we make our own fun?" Lucas suggested. He switched the movie off and walked closer to Brooke. He took her hand and pulled her up. He slowly directed her towards the bedroom with a smile on his face. Brooke didn't seem too happy about it.
"Not tonight." She said, slipping her hand out of Lucas'.
"What's wrong?" He asked, as she sat on the sofa. He joined her. "Hey, come on you can tell me anything." He said using his hands to lift her head up.
"Time of the month." Brooke said. Her heart was racing, what if Lucas saw straight through it? No Brooke thought. She had to relax, or he would know something was wrong.
"Oh..." Lucas said standing up. "Maybe I should go?" He said.
"Yeah. I'll be fine tomorrow." She said, standing up. Lucas went to kiss her on the lips, but she turned her head away. So he only caught her on the cheek.
Lucas left the apartment. Brooke waited to make sure he was really gone. She sat on the sofa, just staring at the wall. How did things become this screwed up? Tears streamed down her face. She just really wanted to die. But she wasn't the tough girl the rest of the world saw. She was a little girl who was crying inside. Wanting to be loved like anyone else.
