A.N. So i've fallen in love with Brooke and Damon as a couple. They would be hottness! So here is my story of their story haha...hope you like it! Oh and i do not own anything of One tree hill of Vampire Diaries.

Red. It was everywhere. On the walls, the floors, the chairs, her boyfriend...her hands. Her eyes became fixated on her hands. There was so much blood. She couldn't stand the sight of it anymore. Dirty. That's how she felt. She had to rid herself of this feeling, of this filth, of this blood. Walking towards the bathroom, she passed by her dead boyfriend and turned on the shower. Without taking off any of her clothes she walked in the cold shower and allowed the water to wash away the blood. As her clothes began to soak up the cold water she could hear the sirens in the far distant getting louder and louder. Slowly her body lost control of her balance and she started to sway from side to side, suddenly hitting the cold bathroom floor as water continued to wash over her.

………..

Brooke slowly opened her eyes but quickly shut them due to the intense bright lights. After a while, her eyes started to adjust to the lights. "Oh so I see you are awake now. You were out for a while there, must have hit your head pretty hard. How are you feeling sweetie?"

Brooke looked up at the chubby blonde nurse with her clipboard and pen in hand. She sat up, flinching as she realized her fault in getting up too quickly. She swallowed some cold water placed by her night stand. "I'm confused, but otherwise I'm ok I just have a mild headache. Um…where am I?" The nurse looked up from her clipboard after noting down Brooke's headaches.

"You are at the Tree Hill Medical Hospital. You were admitted here last night due to a concussion. Now Miss Davis take these pills they will help with the headache and the adjustment of the lights. Dr. Florentine will be with you in a few minutes. " Brooke gave a simple nod and swallowed the pills. Five minutes later she heard a knock on the door as a police officer walked in. Brooke quickly straightened herself up and cleared her throat.

"Hello Ms. Davis. My name is Officer Cliff and if you are feeling up to it I would like to ask you a few questions regarding the events that took place last night." As soon as those words left the officer's lips, memories came flooding back. The blood, the rose petals, her boyfriend…

Brooke swallowed a sob as she covered her mouth with her hand. "Julian? Where is Julian? Is he ok? What happened to him?"

"Ms. Davis you need to calm down. Just relax ok? Drink some water and calm down." Brooke listened to the officer and took a few breaths. After visibly seeing Brooke calm down the officer slowly spoke to her. "I'm sorry to say this but Mr. Baker is dead." She felt so far away like she was looking through a different world. Julian could not have been dead, could he? He was her boyfriend, yes she might not have loved him but he was someone she could have grown to love. "I'm so sorry about your lost Ms. Davis but it is important that I ask you a few questions." Brooke swallowed hard and nodded her head. Apart of her already knew that he was dead but the other half held on to hope that he was still alive. "Could you please describe yours and Mr. Baker's relationship?"

" Um well he is—was my boyfriend. We recently started dating three months ago…last night was our three month anniversary. We were friends before all throughout college." The officer pulled out his notepad and noted everything down and proceeded to ask more questions.

"Did you and Mr. Baker fight a lot?" Brooke scoffed at this question.

"No we didn't. We almost never fought."

"Ms. Davis can you please explain everything you did yesterday starting from the moment you woke up?"

"Ok…I woke up around 8:30am from a call from Julian. He was wishing me happy anniversary. Then afterwards I did my morning routine; brushed my teeth, showered, drank some coffee. I went to work at around 9:45am down at Clothes over Bros. Um I worked until 6:30 and I got a text from Julian telling me to hurry home for our date. After picking up some flowers, and some Chinese takeout I went back to my apartment. I felt something was off when I started to walk up the stairs….I reached the door and turned the knob only to find that it was already open. There were rose petals leading from the door to my bedroom. I…I opened my bedroom door only to find blood everywhere. It was smeared on my walls, my floor…everywhere. I looked up on my bed and it looked like Julian was fast asleep. I ran to him, crying for him to get up. But when I turned him over I just saw blood pouring out of him….I..I'm sorry but I can't do this. I need to sleep." The officer looked her over and saw how torn over she was about this. He gave a quick nod and thanked her for her help, leaving the room.

Once the officer had left she burst out into tears, grabbing her knees to her chest. Who would do something like this? After her doctor had come to check on her and told her that she was free to go after tomorrow morning, she tried to find some sleep. She managed to fall into a deep sleep after a few hours of just laying in bed.

Rose petals everywhere. Julian pulled her towards the bed as she fell on top of him. He skillfully slid one of her straps off her shoulder and began to kiss her shoulder sweetly. His left hand fiddled with her pants, unbuttoning it slowly as he massaged her hipbone. He managed to switch them over to make him on top of her. He gave her a sweet smile as he leaned in to kiss her soft lips. It was perfect. Gentle and sweet. All of a sudden Brooke felt very chilly as an unknown gust of wind blew on her. She pulled away from Julian only to find that his face transformed into a man with dark hair, piercing eyes. She didn't move away from his grasp. She simply stared into his eyes. The unknown man gave her a smirk and before she knew it he turned into a monster. His canine teeth elongated, his eyes turned black as his veins bulged out around it. Brooke screamed as loud as she could but before she knew it the monster had plunged its teeth into her neck.

Brooke gasped as she woke up in a sweat. She looked around only to find herself still in the hospital room . The red numbers flashed 3:00am. She released a breath of air as she drank some water. Just when she was about to slouch back into the bed she felt a pair of cold hands on her hips. Her heart skipped a beat as it started rapidly accelerate. Just when she was about to yell out a bloodcurdling scream, the person quickly placed his hand over mouth. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." She managed to turn around and face the evil being only to be faced with the man in her dream. She stared at his face for about a minute forgetting that she was possibly in danger. His face was so familiar, so elegant, so beautiful. His velvety voice interrupted her thoughts and brought her back to reality, "You like what you see? Been dreaming about me lately?" Before Brooke could even answer he swooped towards her and the last thing she saw this man from her dreams.