1Dear Lucas,
I'll never send this letter even though I wright your address hoping I can one day, but I no I never will.
I lied when I told you I wasn't pregnant.
I hated you, I still do but I love you too. Is it possible that I did this because I hated and loved you too much. What was I thinking? What were we thinking? I had to leave. I told my parents, they weren't happy. My father lost his job, we're broke. Can you believe it I'm broke. They didn't even care that I was, they were just worried about how much money it was going to cost them. So I left, I wrote them a letter telling them I didn't need them and for them not to look for. They won't look, they don't love me, I'm a mistake. No one cares for Brooke Davis. But maybe now, I have our baby and it'll love me because I plan to be the best mother in the world. Our baby, I have a piece of you growing in me, it makes me happy.
Until later
love
Brooke
Dear Lucas,
who knew finding a job would be hard for a pregnant sixteen year old. I had to sell my car last week. I'm in a small town in Georgia. Its beautiful here, there's lakes and rivers and bridges everywhere. I got a job waitress at a local diner, and I rent a room at a boarding house just until I can afford an apartment. I dream about you a lot, I'm in you're arms and your telling me you love me, and then I wake and then it feels like I'm in a nightmare. I'm alone now. Does anyone ever think of me? Did anyone even notice I'm gone? I guess I didn't make good decisions why would anyone care? Did you notice?
Brooke
Dear Lucas,
My feet hurt, I've been working 12 hour days everyday since Saturday apparently this town is a popular vacation spot. Sometimes I think I see you, you walk into the diner and sit down and I don't notice you because I'm so busy, but when I ask you what you need, you say all I need is you Brooke, and then I look at you and you're gone. My heart aches and I find the hate is gone. What are you doing? Are you with Peyton? Are you happy? Because I'm not, I don't think I know how to be happy.
Brooke
Dear Lucas,
The baby is due next month, and I'm scared. I'm terrified. I don't know how to be a good mother, I don't want to be a bad one. I wish you were here. You were always good at making me feel better. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I can never tell you about this baby and I'm sorry that I won't ever send these letters. I'm sorry I took this away from you, because I know you would have made a great father. But what you don't know can't hurt you.
Brooke.
Dear Lucas
His name is Talen Lucas Davis, I wanted your name in there if he couldn't have you're last name. He's beautiful, he looks like you have you're dirty blond hair and those piercing blue eyes. He's perfect, you made him perfect.
Brooke
Dear Lucas,
I'm so tired. Between working and being a mother, I never get any rest. It's hard. I wish you were here.
Brooke
Dear Lucas,
I saw Nathan and Haley, they walked into the diner. They were passing through, I think I scared them. They kept staring like I was a ghost. They asked me what I was doing here. I said I was working. Of course they wanted to know why I wasn't in school. I told them I dropped out and left town, I didn't want anyone to know where I was. I don't think they understood me. They didn't talk to me again, they left and I was alone again. I hoped they wouldn't tell you where I was and secretly I hoped they would so maybe you could come and rescue us from this place and we would live happily ever after. But those are just Fairytale, fantacies in stories that little girls dream. It's not reality and I go back to work.
Brooke
Dear Lucas
Its been one week since I saw Nathan and Haley and you didn't come. You won't come, how foolish I was to hold on to the fairytale. I can't write to you anymore it hurts to much. Its time for me to let you go. Talen is three months and he needs his mother to be happy. I need to be happy. I want to be happy.
I'll love you forever
Brooke