Girl Behind The Red Door Confessions

by breathbookslove

On her 17th birthday Brooke's daughter is gifted her mother's diary. She starts to read and begins to see that the stories she's heard only give her parts and pieces this is the truth. And as she reads it she begins to question the people around her and herself while she is in the process of figuring out who she is and who she wants to be. Review reader feedback is important to me.

1. Chapter 1

Girl Behind The Red Door

Confessions

Prologue

Walking through the door of this house. Brings a lot of emotions and memories. From the outside, it all looks polished and perfect like the homes you see on the front of greeting cards from relatives you see often or only hear about and talk to on the phone. Victoria Davis has been called a variety of names over the years and none of which had an impact on her until she became a mother. Every mistake and consequence for what she had done in her past was brought up again with the birth of her daughter. Ted Davis was a businessman enjoying golf and had his handful of women over the years. What mattered most to him was appearances which he valued to what some people would call extreme measures. None the less there were holidays and birthdays. And many other celebrations that over time eventually blended together. I guess the only person who never really existed to either of them was me. There became a point when you realize that you need to define what family and friendship means to you. I did that with my friends. Found my passion which was creating my clothing line. What I desired most was love. The kind that was given purely and simply. I ended up finding that in high school. With your father.

I did cheerleading that started out as a way to spend more time with my best friend Peyton Sawyer. Then later on Haley James Scott. The three of us became extremely close thanks to that. Who would have thought our friendship would of lasted for as long as it did.

During senior year Haley and Nathan had your cousin Jamie. His arrival changed and opened all of our hearts and minds. Spending time with him later becoming his god mother. Solidified a single fact for me. And that was my want and need to be a mother.

That long-awaited dream went through a long battle of pain and uncertainty fights and tears. At last. Years later. I was pregnant. I still remember the tears in your dad's eyes when I told him. Tree Hill is unlike any other place in the world given the bad times so many of us go through there are so many good happy times and moments.

These words have never been seen by anyone. Aside from myself. So, take your time. Read it slowly. And between the moments and memories. Hopefully you'll get a more clear and better understanding of who I am and maybe you can find yourself and use this as guide or at least a keepsake so you never forget just how much this town, these people, and me love you.

If you're interested keep reading. I have a long and important story to tell you. Mine.

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