Okay… I just kind of wanted to write an oneshot. It's about Brooke and how she is being abused. It's not too graphic. I actually wrote this a while ago, but the stupid document manager wouldn't let me post this. This takes place mid-third season. Brucas is dating, but Lucas has no clue what's going on. Brooke lives with her relatives not Haley. Also, this is season 3, when Lucas needed to let Brooke in. So many things needed to be said; yet none were. I think this is going to be a 3-parter so here's part 1.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill

Rated: T

In Too Far

Xoxoxo

One Minute. That's how late Brooke was getting home. She wasn't drunk. She wasn't high. She wasn't even out partying. She was just hanging out with Lucas. She didn't think her relatives were even home. Boy was she wrong.

"Where have you been?" Her uncle asked slurring his words. It was clearly apparent he had a few too many.

"At my boyfriends, Uncle Ryan." Brooke answered weakly. He looked like he could pass out at any second. Brooke just thought she'd wait it out. She turned to walk upstairs. That is until she felt her Uncle yanking her shirt hardly.

"Who told you, you could go upstairs?"

Brooke was afraid now. She let Nathan have her apartment key, and Lucas was to wrapped up with his Uncle's death. So it was official: she had no one.

"No one, but I'm really tired so-" Brooke didn't even have time to answer before she felt the sting of her Uncle's hand against her face. She hadn't prepared for that. Her Uncle had been gone so long; she almost forgot the feeling of being hit. She stumbled down the stairs, and hit her head on the banister. Now it was bleeding.

"Sick Bastard…" She murmured. Unfortunately, for her, he heard.

"What did you say to me?" He hollered.

Before Brooke had time to answer her Uncle had pinned her to the ground. He punched her, and hit her, and kicked her in the side. "Take back what you said, Brookie?" He said with an evil laugh.

"No…" Brooke said fiercely. She would let her Uncle win. He just couldn't.

"You'll pay for that Brooke." Before Brooke knew it his fist had collided with her eye. He wasn't done yet. He kicked her in the ribs, and then started to choke her. Brooke was about to give up. Her Vision was blurry. She couldn't breathe. But all the sudden the weight came off her neck. She slowly regained her vision and her breathing. She noticed her uncle. Lying down in a drunken stupor on the floor. Her Uncle was never like this when she was little. When he went bankrupt, he had become an alcoholic.

Brooke wasn't stupid. She had no intentions of being there when her Uncle woke up. She slowly got up and ran to the door. The night air it her like a ton of bricks. Her tears stung in the cold. She found it really hard to move. She guessed she had broken a few ribs. She knew she had a black eye, a split bloody lip, bruises on her face and arms, and a head wound. That was just on top. She didn't want to look at the bottom.

She ran. She ran far away from her home, but she didn't know where to go. She didn't want to bother Nathan and Haley. She didn't want to bother Peyton, because Larry was home. He never came home. Brooke wasn't about to let her problems interfere with Peyton and Larry. She thought of her boyfriend. She knew he was home. She knew he was up. He was dealing with a lot right now, but Brooke desperately needed him to save her. She he'd want to, but could he? He had so many things gong on right now. He was being so distant lately. She'd have to try though.

Brooke found herself hysterical when she reached Lucas' house. She softy knocked on the door. He answered it, with confusion, but when he saw her appearance it immediately turned to fear and anger.

"Who did this to you?" He asked harshly. Maybe a little harsher than intended. His lip curled in anger. Who dare do this to Brooke? She didn't deserve it. One thing for sure was whoever did do this was going to get their ass kicked.

"My U-Uncle…." She stammered out. Lucas was shocked. He definitely didn't expect this. How could a family member do this to her? He looked down when he hears her whimpering. He quickly enveloped her in his arms. Softly though. He didn't want to hurt her.

"Everything hurt's Luke." She sobbed. She sobbed into his chest for a good twenty minutes until she heard him whisper something.

"Let's go inside Pretty Girl, I'm not letting you go home." She nodded her head and Lucas led her into his room. He felt horrible right now; I mean how could he not see what was going on?

Brooke looked into Lucas's mirror. She choked back a sob when she saw how she looked. She was bruised and bleeding pretty badly. Her head was also throbbing from where she had fallen. She didn't want to go back home, she never wanted to go back home.

Lucas watched Brooke closely. She looked deep in thought. "I'll be right back." He said. Brooke watched him leave. She didn't want him to leave, she needed him here. He came back seconds later with a first aid kit. He grabbed a warm washcloth, and started to tend to her bruises. He was being very gentle with her; however, she couldn't help but wince, when he went up near her head. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it as more tears seeped through her eyelids.

"Why didn't you tell me Brooke? I could of helped…I could of done something. You have no clue how hard it is for me to see you like this." Lucas said quietly. He kept his eyes locked onto Brooke's hand. He knew he was being selfish, but he needed to know why. He looked up to see Brooke shaking her head. "Brooke, what's wrong I-?" Lucas started.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare Lucas Scott! You have no clue what's been going on lately! You haven't been there at all! You haven't been letting me in! I'm been trying to be there for you after Keith's death, but you froze me out! You promised to save me Lucas, you promised to love me! Hell, you promised to never hurt me again!" Brooke said tears streaming down her face. She needed to get out of there, she felt trapped like she couldn't breathe. She abruptly got up and breathed through the pain. "I guess you're the guy for me, but you sure as hell don't want me being the girl for you!" Brooke said fast walking to the door. "Stay away from me!"

"Brooke!" Lucas shouted after her, "Don't do anything stupid, okay!? Don't go!" The door slammed, and he could hear Brooke's footsteps moving farther away, she was slipping further and further away. Tear started to burn into his eyes. "I love you..." he whispered to the empty room.

Xoxoxo

Okay, so there's part 1…. reviews please, don't worry it is Brucas. Stay tuned for more parts soon.

XoKatieXo