"She was fiercely independent, Brooke Penelope Davis. Brilliant and beautiful and brave. In two years, she had grown more than anyone I had ever known. Brooke Davis is going to change the world someday, and I'm not sure she even knows it."

She remembered the first time she read those words. She was standing on the second floor a house where the last party of the senior year had been held. Lucas Scott had walked up behind her and found her crying. She had told him that high school was safe and that she wasn't sure she was ready for the real world. That was when he pulled out the small black book, turned to a page and let her read the words etched into the pages. He restored her confidence in that very moment taking part in the person that Brooke was becoming.

"Suddenly, it was as if the roar of the crowd, the echo of the final buzzer, the cheers of my teammates were all sounding from a thousand miles away. And what remained in that bizarre, muffled silence was only Peyton, the girl whose art and passion and beauty had changed my life. At that moment, my triumph was not a state championship, but simple clarity. The realization that we had always been meant for each other and every instinct to the contrary had simply been denial of the following truth. I was now, and would always be, in love with Peyton Sawyer."

Brooke remembered the first time she read those words, those words that completely destroyed her. She had been sent a copy of the book by her great friend Haley James-Scott. Haley had thought that Brooke would like to know how Lucas had been doing but all that book did was remind her of everything she believed she gave up so easily, especially for someone who didn't have the decency to keep in touch with her.

Brooke stood and watched out of his sight but him still in hers, as he closed the book and looked back up at the crowd of people standing before him. Hearing those words again, coming from his mouth made it sting that much more than when she first read it.

"Brooke, do you really want to do this?" said a girl that resembled Brooke so much. She stared at Brooke as she stared at Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer telling their epic love story once again to the entire world, or at least to the crowd of people that were there.

"Does anyone have any questions?" Lucas asked the audience.

"I wanted to know, did Brooke know that Peyton had feeling for Lucas…I mean you?" said someone belonging to a voice that sounded female and very young.

Lucas turned and reached out his hand to the blonde seated behind him, "You can ask Peyton that question."

Peyton took a stand beside Lucas and directed her stare toward the young female that had asked the question. "No, at the time she didn't, but like to Lucas and I, she saw what was between us and she stepped aside to let us find our way to each other and that is just what we did," she said looking up at Lucas who had wrapped an arm around her.

Another person stood up and asked, "In a way, you stole Lucas from your best friend, do you feel bad, are you guys still friends?" said yet another young female voice.

The air in the room became stiff. Brooke was beside herself at this moment, someone had finally asked the question she could never bare to ask, but always wondered the answer to.

"Brooke is a very dear friend to me, to the both of us, and I will never forget when she said to me 'you can't help who you fall in love with.'"

Brooke cringed, she felt as if her own words had been thrown back in her face and by her best friend no doubt. All the emotions Brooke was feeling was consuming her and she couldn't take it anymore. She turned and headed toward the exit with the younger girl in toe.

Just as the girls were feet from the exit, they heard in the distance someone asked, "So, what comes now for Peyton and Lucas? This person voice was deep and raspy, definitely a male.

"Will actually, Lucas and I are engaged." Peyton answered. That is when time stopped and both Brooke and the girl spun around. Somehow, someway Lucas' eyes caught hold of Brooke's and they stared at each other. The girl standing beside Brooke kept looking back and forth between the two, knowing Lucas, she could tell that every memory he had of Brooke came flooding back and the same went for Brooke.

Peyton turned to Lucas and kissed him passionately on the lips and that was the end for Brooke, she stormed out of the library. Lucas and Peyton parted from their kiss and he turned her attention back toward the back of the room only to find the girl standing their alone with a pained look on her face. But soon her face was gone as she ran after Brooke. She caught up to her just as Brooke was getting in a cab, she jumped in behind her.

The two girls sat in silence as cab rode down the New York streets. The radio played and a song so befitting of the last moments that had just transpired began to play.

I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.

Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over.

"How ironic," said the girl.

Brooke looked at her and flashed a fake smile. Deep down inside the words to the song hit her like daggers being deliberately thrown at her heart. She didn't know why she had even showed up to Lucas's book signing, she wasn't even invited, but for some reason she just couldn't stay away.

"Were engaged" played over and over in her head. Peyton had just claimed to the world that she was still a very dear from to the both of them, yet neither on had the time to call her and tell her, but they had no problem announcing it to the press and a room full of people that really didn't matter, at least not the way friends do.

"You should have never gone to the book signing, Brooke."

"Is that your way of telling me I told you so, Krysten." It was more of a statement than a question.

"No, it was my way of saying everything is going to be okay." Krysten slid closer to her sister and wrapped and arm around her and Brooke let her head fall to her sister shoulder. Brooke could feel the tears filing up far in the back of her eyes, but she was determined not to let them fall.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."

Those words rang so true with Brooke. You go through life trying to find that right person, that person that you are willing to fall in love with forgetting that sometimes love hurts and it doesn't always seem as though the pain it worth it.

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THIS IS MY VERSION OF THE LAST FOUR YEARS.

BROOKE DAVID DOES HAVE A SISTER NAMED KRYSTEN DAVIS WHOM SHE SHARES A NEW YORK PENTHOUSE WITH.

SOME OF THE PAST EVENTS HAVEN'T HAPPEN, TO SEE WHICH EVENTS I AM REFEERING TO PLEASE READ AND FIND OUT.

READ AND REVIEW.

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