So today is my brother's birthday party and there are about ten eight-year-old boys running around so I decided to lock my self in my bedroom at my dad's with a laptop to type this new story plus hang out with Kimberly (the best little girl ever). So if some parts there's a lot of anger that's where it's from. So don't hate one bit. This chapter lyrics and story title is from a great new band called Thriving Ivory.
Again I want to thank everyone who reviewed for Cliff Diving. Mostly I want to thank onetreehillgirl066 for sending some great reviews and telling me I have to break out from my depression. I'm trying but it's hard since the last time I saw my friend was the end of June and now I'm missing her one week home before she moves. It's saddens me. Anyway thanks for all the reviews.
Oh yeah just to tell you this story takes place five years after the last one- but there will be lots of flashbacks peeps.
You disappear with all your good intentions
and all I am is all I could not mention.
Like who will bring me flowers when it's over
and who will give me comfort when it's cold?
Flowers For A Ghost
Chapter One
"Bianca Claira Scott I told you to pick these Barbie's up!" Lucas yelled tripping over a Barbie doll after another one.
"I sorry daddy." Bianca said giving her dad a hug and a kiss.
"It's okay baby doll." Lucas smiled. "Just pick them up next time when I tell you."
Bianca Claira Scott looks exactly like Brooke in everyway. Chocolate brown wavy hair, brown eyes and a big dimpled smile. It hurt sometimes to look at her. God, it hurt bad, really bad.
Brooke was still missing to this day. Haley somehow got away from her parents and now Nathan and her are finally married with a cute little son, Jamie. Keith and Karen packed up and moved away somewhere, leaving Luke to raise his daughter alone, their daughter. Haley knew her father was up to something the minute he knocked on their door that morning.
"Are we going to see baby Jamie today?" Bianca asked taking another spoonful of her bowel of fruit loops.
"I don't know Bumblebee, maybe we can." Lucas laughed. "Now chew with your mouth close."
"Or daddy we can go shopping!" Bianca cheered.
Another thing Brooke gave her was the pure love of shopping. Something Lucas hated to do.
"Maybe Aunt Haley or Aunt Peyton can take you."
"But daddy I want to go with you. Aunt Peyton pulls me in to the CD store." Bianca pouted.
"B, you know I don't like shopping."
"But you do love me."
"You know I do Baby." Lucas said picking up the five-year-old. "But daddy doesn't like shopping."
"But you said you use to go shopping with mommy."
"Bianca don't bring that up. Now go get dressed." Lucas said lifting Bianca off of his lap as the doorbell rang.
"I get!" Bianca screamed taking off right towards the front door of their two bedroom apartment.
"Oh no you don't." Lucas said but it was too late.
"Who you?" Bianca asked.
"Hi." The raspy voice said.
"Oh god." Lucas said. "B go to your room now!"
"But daddy."
"Bianca Claira Scott I said go to your room!"
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"She's back Haley, Brooke's back." Lucas said resting his head in his hands.
"I know Luke. She came here all beaten up last night." Haley answered. "It's bad what he did to her."
"But why? Why after so long is she back?"
"Who's back daddy?" Bianca asked.
"Nathan you where supposed to keep her outside!" Haley yelled.
"I know but she was bored. What are you supposed to do with a girl that hates basketball?" Nathan complained.
"Nathan." Haley laughed before taking Jamie out of his arms. "Thank god Jamie was a boy."
"Daddy I asked who's back?" Bianca asked again stomping her foot and pointing her little finger at her father.
"Bumblebee."
"Daddy who?" Bianca asked for a third time. "I asked who?"
"Baby girl," Lucas said pulling Bianca on to his lap. "We need to talk when we get home. So tell Aunt Haley and Uncle Nate goodbye."
"Bye." Bianca said running towards the door.
"Call me later Luke." Haley answered with a giggle at how much that girl reminded her of her sister.
"Will do if I survive this."
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"Daddy who was that girl?" Bianca asked as soon as they step threw the front door.
"From this morning?"
"Yes from this morning."
"Hey be nice."
"Fine." Bianca smiled.
"Babe I know you may be mad but that girl was your mommy."
"So I do have a mommy after all?" Bianca asked.
"Of course you have a mommy B." Lucas said pulling Bianca into a hug.
"Then why isn't she here now?"
"Baby girl it's a long story."
"We got time." Bianca said as the doorbell rung for the second time that day. "I want to get that."
"Fine go." Lucas said following her.
"Lucas help me." Brooke cried falling on to the ground. Blood around the floor falling from the cut on her face.
"Brooke!" Lucas screamed picking up Brooke.
"Daddy?"
"Bumblebee it's okay. Go get the first aid kit for me, okay?" Lucas asked laying Brooke down on the couch.
A lot of things are different about her now, at the age of twenty one she looked warn out. Scars covering mostly all the inches of her face and arms; new bruises on her arms.
"Luke?" Brooke cried feeling the stinging on her face.
"Rest."
"My dad took me Luke; he trapped me in the basement for years. I had nothing to do. I tried for years to get out. I wanted to be here. I wanted to raise Bianca with you." Brooke cried.
Lucas knew she shouldn't forgive her this much, but seeing the one girl that always had his heart breaking down like this made him cringe. Cringe because he could of stop this. He could have stayed with her instead of going and bring their daughter to her.
"Brooke just shh."
"Daddy?" Bianca asked from where she was hiding behind the wall that lead to the two tiny but enough for them bedrooms.
"She's beautiful." Brooke whispered,
"I know." Lucas answered. "What's wrong B?"
"Is mommy okay?"
"I'm not to sure on that." Lucas said. "Brooke come on, let's get you to a hospital. Bianca go get into the car."
"Please no Luke. I don't want to go. He'll find me."
"Brooke I'll make sure he won't."
"They'll fine me."
"Who's they?"
"The men he sells me too now."
"Oh god, B. I'm sorry I didn't stay with you."
"Don't be sorry." Brooke cried.
"I'll always be."