Wow, I finally started a story! You should all be proud haha. Well this only happened thanks to Ella, the bestest beta ever, and Hannie who without herI would still be staring at the computer screen without an ending. And Chloe for having to listen to me complain about this story everyday and now being computer-less :(. Well to list everyone I've complained to this story about would be a lot, so I love you all!

Oh and Kelly Clarkson's new song. Amazing. So if you haven't already heard it, go listen right now. It's love.

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Prologue

"Ignorance is bliss…"

Pain. That was the only sensation Brooke felt as she lay on her grimy bathroom floor. Sure she was in physical pain. Her feet were killing her after running home in boots that were so not made for walking. But the overwhelming pain she was feeling had nothing to do with that. Because the thing was her feet would heal. They would hurt like hell for a while but she would get over it. Too bad she couldn't say the same for the pain in her heart. To have to experience either type of pain would be unlucky. But to be in both? Well, you're pretty much screwed.

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Raindrops splattered on the pavement outside Brooke Davis' apartment. Normally Brooke hated this kind of weather. She would stay curled up in room or go to the place she loved most in the world—the mall. But today even with the thunder and lighting striking through her window she couldn't help but smile.

Because today was going to be the best day of her life. She could feel it. And for Brooke Davis, the girl who had 'NSYNC perform at her 8th birthday and who took a private jet to Paris just because she needed a new dress, well the day must be pretty special.

Today would be the day she finally became the future Mrs. Lucas. Scott. Just thinking about it sent shivers through her spine. She knew she was getting ahead of herself but all the signs were there. She had watched enough TV to know what was happening. Lucas had been strangely distant and detached all week. And if that wasn't a big enough indication, Rachel, who might as well live in Tiffany's she was there so often, saw Lucas buying an engagement ring. To say she was excited would be the understatement of the year. The doorbell rang, awakening Brooke from her trance.

With one final check in the mirror, she hurriedly ran to open the door. But instead of her soon to be fiancé, all she saw was a letter on her doorknob in Lucas' chicken scratch with the words 'Brooke I'm sorry'.

She stood there in the rain in shock, not really sure what any of this meant. Until she saw his car still parked down the block and she started running. She didn't care that her really expensive new Jimmy Choo boots were now ruined or that her Armani dress now probably looked like it was from Wal-Mart. She just needed an explanation.

"Lucas!" She screamed trying to be heard over the raging wind. She surprised herself with how quickly she had caught up to him. She reached his car door out of breath and turned to look at him.

And as she stared into those ocean blue eyes she finally awoke to the truth. There was somebody else. It wasn't her. The ring, the engagement, the flowers; none of them were for her. She looked in disbelief, tears clouding her vision as she tried to see his reaction. But she couldn't see anything; her whole world was falling down and the man who had said he would always save her, well; he wasn't going to do that anymore. The night had turned into a nightmare and Brooke just wished she could wake up.

Brooke wanted to cry out; to scream so loud the whole street would come outside. She tried so hard for a noise; any noise to escape out of her mouth yet nothing came. A long empty silence, with just their gazes electrified in the moment. She knew this might be her last chance, her last chance to ask why. Still nothing happened.

All she could do was listen to the roar of the engine as his car, and he himself, roared down the road and right out of her life.

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So not exactly happy BL. But this is a Brucas story I promise.