Open Your Eyes, an one tree hill fanfic

Open Your Eyes

A Brooke and Lucas oneshot nearly month after Brooke breaks up with Lucas. Can Lucas get Brooke back and get her to open her eyes, once and for all? Lyrics featured and title are from Open Your Eyes by Snow Patrol.

Thanks to Ella for her support and feedback, everyone who read/ reviewed my first Brucas oneshot, 'Breathe' - you encouraged me to keep writing, and to all the girls on the Brucas thread on OTH Writers 911 for their friendship and their insight into Brucas. Also with thanks to my sister Coco for her help.

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All this feels strange and untrue
And I won't waste a minute without you

The soft blue paint is chipped and crumbling, barely hanging on to the ceiling. He had never noticed that before. Not until now, as he lay on the bed in the dimly lit room staring up above him at whatever his eyes saw. His blue eyes were heavy but he couldn't sleep, there was no point in trying anymore. So here he lay.

After what seemed like hours Lucas turned his head and looked at the clock on the table beside his bed. Or at least, he aimed to look at the clock, but it wasn't the clock that captured his gaze, rather it was the photo beside his bed. It was of his mom and Keith and a baby him. But that's not what Lucas' eyes saw. His eyes saw him and the girl he loves, smiling, long before the drama that caused everything to change and led to many problems. That photo had been replaced weeks ago, yet Lucas still saw it whenever he looked at the frame it had once fitted in perfectly, confirmed in his life, so definate and true. So gone now.

Everything in his life was normal, or as normal as things got in Tree Hill. Everything but the one thing he needest the most. If only she knew that she was just that. He knew it was his fault, but knowing that didn't help, it only made the pain swell more knowing he could have stopped this. If it wasn't for him, she would be lying beside him now, filling the cold room with a warmth only she could give him.

This knowledge all caught up to him in this one instant and the guilt and pain he felt he could no longer deny. Suddenly he realised that surely, if he had been able to lose her, he would be able to get her back. He knew that gaining something was a lot harder than losing something, but all he knew was that he couldn't do this anymore. He couldn't live his life when the most important thing in it was missing. His life didn't even feel like his life anymore. It felt hollow and small and like a cheap imitiation of his real life, the one where she was the biggest part.

He thought of her and what she must be doing know. Even though she had broken up with him, Lucas knew she needed him too. She had said she needed him to need her, and he knew that he needed her now. Its just ironic that I realise this when I've lost her.. again, he thinks to himself. It couldn't remain this way, he had to change it. He had to try. Anything. Something. He had to fix this. He had to get her to see that their love couldn't be cast away and wasn't something you could just forget about. If these past three-and-a-half weeks had taught him anything it was that. He had to get her to give him another chance. To give them another chance.

My bones ache, my skin feels cold
and I'm getting so tired and so old

He drives along the dark road just minutes later. Heading to wherever she was, not that he knew where that was. Lucas thought how suddenly things can change, just minutes ago he had been moping on his bed, and now, he was on the way to get her back. He hoped that suddenly things would change once again this very night, he hoped he could get her back. His fingers drum on the steering wheel nervously as he waits at the red light before him, glad at the prescene of the car behind him, preventing him losing his nerve and turning around. He couldn't give up, he couldn't be nervous, he had to fight for her, that's what she wanted, and that was the only way he was going to get her back. He knew Brooke had too much pride to come back to him, and afterall, why would she do that? She was the one who broke up with him, he reminded himself. The light turned green. He was moving again. He'd decided to try Rachel's house first. Maybe Brooke would be there, maybe he'd find her at home in a similar state to that which he had been in earlier.

But he didn't. Nor did he find her at the rivercourt, or at Haley and Nathans and he didn't think there was even any point in trying Peytons. But seeing as Rachel hadn't been home either he figured that maybe they were out together. He knew the sorts of things the two got up two, and so he figured, it would probably have something to do with alcohol. The bar. They had to be there. She had to be there. Lucas counted his blessings that there was only one bar in Tree Hill as he turned and headed towards the very place that held memories of a Brooke and Lucas just getting to know each other. A Brooke and Lucas, never expecting the journey they were heading on and the experiences they would endure that led them to now.

The anger swells in my guts
And I won't feel these slices and cuts

There she is. A shadow of rich brown hair flies over her shoulder as she dances with a few guys, two of whom Lucas recognises from school. If he had to choose guys for Brooke to hang out with, these guys would be the last ones he would choose. What was Brooke doing hanging out with them? Lucas felt angry, angry not only that Brooke wasn't with him but was with other guys, but angry for the fact that she was here in the first place. She had come so far from her nights in bars with random guys and now she was back there again.

One of the guys Brooke was dancing with was facing her with his hands on her back while the other danced just to the side, but ever so close to Brooke. Rachel was dancing next to them, with a couple more guys surrounding her, and one who was trying to dance close to both Brooke and Rachel. Lucas stood at a distance and watched for a brief moment, considering what he should do. Opportunity took control of the situation when Brooke slid away from the guys and made her way to the bar, clearly after something to drink. She sat down on a stool at the bar and didn't notice Lucas until he came up right beside her, standing above her.

I want so much to open your eyes
'cause I need you to look into mine

"Luke. What are you doing here?" She glanced up.

"Looking for you", he said sitting down beside her.

"How did you find me?"

"Maybe I know you better than you think", he said. Brooke rolled her eyes and started to walk away, forgetting her drink but just not wanting to have to face Lucas. But in an instant, he was in front of her, not touching her, but blocking her way back to the onlooking guys.

"Lucas." Brooke tried to step aside but he moved quickly in front of her again.

"Please, Brooke. I just need to talk to you", he pleaded as they stood in a slightly quiter side of the room, near to a wall at a slight distance from the edge of the dancefloor.

"No, Lucas! Don't you understand, we broke up!"

"I know that Brooke but that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it. And I didn't know that that meant I can't ever talk to you."

"Well it does."

"Brooke."

"No Lucas, now if you'll excuse me I have to get back." She started to push past him but he spoke, stopping her.

"Why are you here Brooke?"

"I'm having fun."

"With them?"

Get up get out get away from these liars
'cause they don't get your soul or your fire.

"Brooke, look at them! Who even are they?" he spoke just loud enough for her to hear him clearly but not for the nearby crowd to hear.

"They're my friends."

"Your friends? Brooke they don't even know you."

"Yes they do!"

"How?"

"They don't make me pathetic and weak they make me laugh and they make me happy! They know what I want, Lucas."

"And what do those guys want, Brooke? Look at them." Lucas pleaded with her and gestured his head towards the snickering guys in the corner. They were watching Brooke and making comments to each other.

"Lucas…"

"No, Brooke! All they see is the exact person you tried to prove you weren't."

'This is who I am, Lucas."

"Its not! You are so much better than this. I know that, and so do you."

I want so much to open your eyes

'cause I need you to look into mine.

"What I do with my life has nothing to do with you Lucas."

"It does, Brooke!"

"How?"

"Because I love you! How I am supposed to live my life without you, and worse still, knowing this is what you're doing! You are the biggest part of my life, Brooke, I'm not me without you."

"So its about you?"

"No, Brooke, it's about us! You told me that you love me so please just remember that and lets try and work this out, please!"

"Why now?"

"What?"

"Why are you telling me all this now, we've been broken up for weeks and now you tell me this?"

"I realised I had already lived too long without you. I thought I could do it Brooke I really did, but I couldn't. I couldn't be wihout you any longer! And I can't see you like this, hanging out a bar with guys you don't even know or care about. I need you, I know I didn't act like I did but I know that I do. And I know that you need me too."

Tell me that you'll open your eyes

"I can't Lucas." She paused. "This is what you do! You tell me all these perfect things and make me want to be with you, but then we get together and things always go wrong! You don't tell me what you're thinking or feeling until you lose me, and then when we're back together you just push me away!"

"I know, Brooke. I know. I've tried to work out why I did that and the only thing I can think of is, that as strange as it sounds, I was trying to protect you", he said. Brooke scoffed.

"It sounds ridiculous but just listen, Brooke, please."