Undiscovered
Chapter One
Sympathy
Stranger than your sympathy
This is my apology
I'm killing myself from the inside out
And all my fears have pushed you out
I wish for things that I don't need
All I wanted
And what I chase won't set me free
All I wanted
And I get scared but I'm not crawling on my knees
Oh yeah everything's all wrong yeah
Everything's all wrong yeah
Where the hell did I think I was?
-Goo Goo Dolls: Sympathy
Brooke walked down to the river court, a place she hadn't been to in months. Lucas would take her down occasionally to watch a pick up game with him, Mouth, Skills, and Junk, but they usually just stayed at her house and chilled in the Jacuzzi. After the games Lucas would always show Brooke the basics of basketball: Dribbling and shooting. Granted, Brooke was a sucky dribbler, but when she found her sweet spot she could make about 20 shots in a row. She caught on quickly when he taught her the rules about basketball; she just pretended that she didn't understand so that he would spend more time with her, but now everything about him made Brooke sick to her stomach. She watched as her best friend had her tongue down her boyfriend's throat; Brooke will never get that disgusting image out of her mind. To think, they had to lie to Brooke's face thinking that she was stupid and wouldn't find out sooner or later, boy were they wrong. Brooke had nobody know, she didn't have a family, she didn't have a best friend, and she didn't have a boyfriend. The only people she had were the posers who acted like Brooke's friends because they were either scared of her or wanted to be her. She didn't mind though, she thought it was cute that she had her own little army of Brooke's. She looked around the court and saw a basketball in the grass; she walked over to it and picked it up. She started dribbling the ball and it went out of control and all over the place, "Damn! Why don't you just stay put?" She asked the ball even though she knew it wasn't going to answer her. She heard a laugh behind her and turned around and saw Nathan sitting on the bench with his eyes on Brooke. "Wow Scott, you sure have that whole stalker thing down," she said coldly and turned back around and shot the ball having it make a perfect swish. She turned back around and could see Nathan still watching her, "What are you doing?" She asked impatiently.
Nathan got off the bench and started dribbling the ball towards Brooke, "I wanted to shoot some hoops, I mean this is a basketball court," he said in defense.
Brooke put her hands on her hips and let her ball bounce away, "Right," she said sarcastically, "You're probably here to say your little smart ass comments and tell me how god damn perfect your life is."
"No I didn't," Nathan said seriously, which took Brooke by surprise. "I just came to shoot some hoops."
Brooke stepped out of the way and got her ball. She watched as Nathan shot a perfect free throw, "How do you do that?"
"Do what," Nathan said making another one.
"Make it in every time," Brooke said as she watched the second one swish. She rebounded the ball and walked it up to Nathan.
"You do a certain rhythm every time, and you just work on your form," Nathan said shrugging it off like it was easy.
Brooke rolled her ball and the grass, "Teach me."
Nathan started laughing, but saw the seriousness in Brooke's face, "Okay," he said as Brooke got on the foul line, "Back up, you don't want to be right on the foul line," Brooke did as he said and took a couple little steps back, "Now bend your knees," Brooke bent her knees, "Lower," Nathan instructed as he put his hands on Brooke's hips and lowered her.
Brooke blushed, "Wow, if I would've known this practice was going to be so hands on I would've worn a more revealing outfit," she teased. Nathan released his grip from Brooke's hips, she sighed, "Okay I'll be more serious about this. I'm sorry," she said as he placed his hands back on her hips.
"Okay, now when you shoot a free throw it's different than a regular shot. You keep your feet on the ground and the shot is all the momentum in your legs," Nathan said demonstrating, "And you're down and you come up and flick your wrist." Nathan stepped aside.
Brooke took a deep breath and did the same rhythm she had seen Nathan do earlier. She took three dribbles, spun the ball in her hands, and looked up at the basket. She shot it and swished it; Brooke jumped up and down, "Oh my god! I made it! First try, yeah baby," she exclaimed as she congratulated herself.
Nathan smiled and shook his head, "You're so cocky," he joked.
Brooke went over to Nathan and gave him a big hug, "Thank you so much!" She said with a wide smile, "You have to be the best teacher ever!"
"Thanks," Nathan said hugging Brooke back, he broke the hug to Brooke's disappointment, "Well I should get going," he said digging his hands in his pockets.
Brooke rested the ball on her hip, "Come on teacher, you have so much more to teach little me," she said smiling.
Nathan looked at his watch, "Um, I have to meet Haley at her house soon," he said, "Keep working on that shot."
Brooke looked at him in confusion, "What's up with you?"
"Nothing," Nathan said, "I just have to go that's all."
Brooke bit her bottom lip, "Oh I get it," she said exhaling, "Don't worry Scott, I won't tell anybody that you actually were nice to me and had a decent conversation with me. Actually, I won't tell anybody that we ever here together," she said coldly.
"That's not what it's about Brooke," Nathan said trying to calm her down.
Brooke rolled her eyes, "Don't bull shit me. Just go to your perfect little girlfriend and go back to your perfect little life, and I'll just forget this day ever happened," she said passing the ball to Nathan; hard.
Nathan caught the ball, a little surprised at the force, he went to say something but saw Brooke walking to her car so he just watched her for a little bit and walked back to his own car.
Brooke got out of her car and saw Lucas and Peyton standing at her doorway, "What the hell do you two want?" She grumbled as she walked up to where they were.
"I miss my best friend," Peyton said as she looked down at the ground, "We're really sorry Brooke."
"You guys are always so god damn sorry all the time," Brooke said raising her voice, "I don't give a shit how many times you say your sorry. You are a sucky best friend, and you are a sucky boyfriend, and I don't want anything to do with either of you," she exclaimed. "So stop coming to my house and thinking 'sorry' will fix everything because it won't," she said finally.
"Brooke," Lucas said trying to make peace.
"Are you guys' deaf or just retarded?" Brooke said sternly, "Leave."
Peyton and Lucas looked at each other and then walked away and got into Lucas's car. Brooke felt the sting in her eyes, but she wasn't going to let Lucas and Peyton see her cry especially since they didn't deserve to see her suffer anymore, she had suffered enough when she saw the two kissing. Brooke walked into her house slamming the door; she ran up to her room and jumped onto her bed putting her face in the pillow. A few minutes later she heard the doorbell ring, she groaned but went downstairs and answered it anyways.
"Hey," Nathan said as she opened the door.
Brooke sighed, "I'm really not in the mood right now."
Nathan handed Brooke her sweatshirt, "You left this down at the court, and I thought you might want it."
Brooke gave him a weak smile, "Thanks," she said as she took the sweatshirt, she looked around the empty house and slowly started to cry, "Why am I so alone Nathan?" Nathan walked into the house and shut the door behind him; he followed Brooke into the living room where she stood in front of the fire, "I mean why do the people I always get close to leave me or screw me over?"
Brooke cried in Nathan's arms, "Because they're ass holes."
Brooke laughed and Nathan saw a sparkle in her eyes, "I guess you're right," she said wiping her eyes, "I'm sorry for what I said at the court today."
"It's okay," Nathan said genuinely, "What I did was a pretty jack ass thing to do, and it's not that I'm embarrassed to be around you Brooke, it's just I really like Haley."
Brooke took her head off Nathan's shoulder and moved a little bit down the couch, "You're lucky," she said looking at him.
Nathan smirked, "Yeah, I guess I am."
"Do you love her?" Brooke asked as she brought her knee up and rested her chin on it.
"Yeah, I think I do," Nathan said rubbing his head, "I've never felt this way for a girl before."
"I can't believe I'm saying this," Brooke sighed, "But she's lucky to have you Nathan, you're a pretty good guy when you want to be."
Nathan half smirked, "Thanks."
"No problem," Brooke said as she played with her bracelet. She looked at the clock, "You should be getting to Haley's, she probably thinks you got kidnapped or something."
Nathan got up and stretched out his arms, "Listen, I know I'm not really the first guy you would go to for advice, but if you need anything or anybody to talk to I'm here for you. Just think of me as your new best friend," he said flashing his pearly whites.
"New best friend?" Brooke said, "Sounds good to me," she said winking at him. "I guess I'll see you later best friend."
Brooke walked Nathan to the door, "Remember," Nathan said pointing his finger at her, "If the jack ass Lucas bothers you just tell me, that way I have a reason to kick his ass."
Brooke laughed, "Haley would go all psycho bitch if you hurt her baby Lucas," she said in a baby voice.
Nathan laughed, "Yeah, that's one thing I have to get used to; Haley talking about Lucas like he's a god or something," he said sounding irritated.
Brooke hugged Nathan, "If you ever need to talk about anything, call me up you know that I'm good at other people's relationships," she said as she hugged him.
"I'll remember that," he said as he winked at her, "See you around Brooke."
"Bye Nathan," she said and then closed the door. She watched Nathan get into his car and drive off, "He is a nice ass," Brooke said to herself as she walked into the living room. Brooke walked into her room and turned on her computer, "So Peyton what's on the web cam today?" she said to herself. She saw Lucas and Peyton making out on Peyton's bed, "Surprise, surprise," she said to herself. Brooke turned off her computer and laid down on her bed and read a magazine and watched MTV, it was late and she woke up to the sound of a door slamming and her parents screaming.
"You are a selfish bastard!" she heard her mother scream to her father.
"You're a little self conceited gold digging bitch!" her father yelled back. She heard them take the fight into their bed room where glasses would be thrown and drawers would be slammed. Brooke rolled her eyes and tried to block out the sounds by putting her pillow over her head, but that didn't work. Brooke got up and put on a pair of black cheerleading shorts, a white tank top, and put on a pair of tennis shoes. She put her hair up in a pony tail as she walked past her parents room quietly, she knew they would've have heard her anyways, but there was always that chance.
Brooke walked out to her car and pulled out of the driveway. She didn't know where to go if this would've been in the past she would've either gone to Lucas's or Peyton's, but their houses were out of the picture. She then thought of earlier that day and remembered what her new best friend Nathan Scott had said to her about if she ever needed him.
Brooke drove to Nathan's house and saw that his parents were gone again for some sort of dumb vacation or business trips, she knew Haley wouldn't be there because she was an over protective virgin. 'I'm not jealous, I'm not jealous,' Brooke thought to herself as she got out of the car. She walked up to the front door and turned the knob, it was opened. People in Tree Hill didn't have to lock their doors when they went to bed because nobody in Tree Hill had the brains to rob a house, and they definitely wouldn't come near the Scott's mansion. She walked into the house and saw how empty the house was, she was used to it being filled with drunken teens dancing and making out all over the place. Brooke walked up the steps quietly and looked down the hallway, she looked down the hall at all the rooms she then saw a room with the number 23 on the door and she opened it.
She saw Nathan sleeping quietly in his king sized bed. 'At least he doesn't snore,' Brooke thought to herself. She took her shoes off in Nathan's room and set them by his closet. Brooke walked around the room and looked at Nathan's dresser; she saw a picture of him and Haley which weirdly made Brooke jealous and angry. She looked away from the picture and picked up a bottle of cologne which was half empty; she smelled the cologne and remembered the fragrance from when he was at her house, 'The boy smells good,' she thought to herself as she set down the cologne.
"Brooke?" Nathan said groggily.
Brooke jumped, "Nathan, hi," she laughed nervously, "Um, could I stay here the night?"
Nathan looked over at his alarm clock and moved over so that Brooke could fit on the bed; "Sure," he said rubbing his eyes. Brooke walked over to the bed and laid next to Nathan, "Is everything okay?"
Brooke shrugged, "My parents were fighting again and I hate when they fight and I needed somewhere to sleep."
Nathan kissed Brooke on the cheek, "You're always welcomed here." Nathan smiled at her and then thought about what he had just done. Did he just kiss Brooke Davis on the cheek?
"Why'd you do that?" Brooke asked her voice soft and sweet.
Nathan looked at her and shrugged, "That's just what friends do," he said as he turned to his other side, "Goodnight Brooke."
Brooke watched as Nathan fell back asleep, she couldn't forget about that kiss on her cheek, it was the warmest kiss she'd ever experienced. "Am I falling for you?" she said quietly to herself as she listened to the rhythms of Nathan's breathing.
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