Summary: For Brooke and Lucas Scott, over the past five years nothing could shock them anymore. It was a rollercoaster ride that they call their life. But after all, Brooke was a wildcard. Shocking Lucas even more every day. Sequel to Like We Weren't Crazy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all. I own a couple- or around twenty pairs of sweatpants from different colleges but that's about it. Oh well. Broke college student right here. What-what!
So here is the sequel! I hope you enjoy it! It will most likely be drama, drama, and some more drama! I love writing drama. Enjoy!
Baby, You're My Wildcard
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Brooke looked around her bedroom and a smile formed on her face. Pictures that once held friends now we placed on open spaces and the walls of their kids and of themselves. She looked next to her, a spot, which is usually held her brooding husband, was now empty and looked like it was not slept in at all. Then she remembered he was in New York for three days for his newest book about their love story.
Brooke was shaken out of her thoughts by her phone ringing. She looked down to the caller idea and got giggly about it. Still after so many years, he still gave her butterflies.
"Pretty Girl, good morning." Lucas spoke. He called her every morning that he was away from her. It was just like reliving their morning talks, the only time both parents could hear each other over the chaos and that they aren't too tired to talk.
"Morning, Broody." Brooke's raspy voice spoke. "I miss you."
"I miss you too, Brooke." He hated being away from her, but having to meet with his publicist once every couple of months killed him. Lucas felt like every time he returned the children grew so much. "How are you dealing with this morning?" Today killed him even more for missing. His kids were starting kindergarten and he will be missing their first day.
"Are you sure they need to go? They're so little still. They can stay home for another year. Let them grow more and then I'd be happy."Brooke sighed. She had this argument with me many times before since sign up for kindergarten started in the spring.
"Brooke, baby, they'll be fine." Lucas tried to reassure her. He didn't know how much it was helping, but deep down it was helping him. His babies were growing up so fast. "I know our kids, they'll do great in school. It's you I'm more worried about right now."
Audrey was now a miniature Brooke from the looks to the personality. She'd rather wear dresses and skirts instead of pants as she mumbled something always about her legs look to amazing to cover up. Her raven locks fell to her mid back in loose curls and her green eyes sparkled with happiness all the time.
Gemma, being identical to Audrey, looked like Brooke but acted so much like Lucas. She'd rather be playing basketball with her dad, uncle and cousins instead of playing dress up or cheering them along. She fell shorter then her older twin and her hair was shorter and fell to her shoulder's. She kept it always in a ponytail and never down. She was Lucas's little Gem. She had some health problems, here and there. Being pre-mature and so tiny made her body weak at moments.
Keith somehow usually stood back when it came to his sisters. He was his father's twin. His blue eyes and shaggy blond hair fell longer than his father's. He had a love for basketball and reading. Brooke nicknamed him Broody Junior.
Isabel, or better known as Issy to the whole family, was a mixture. Her mother's raven wavy hair, creator deep dimples and her father's ice blue eyes, the perfect combination of the two. She was a little sassy girl whose favorite thing in the whole wide world was a stuffed bunny rabbit named Thumper. You'd never see Issy without him.
"Don't worry about me, Broody. I'll be okay, I think." Brooke looked around the bedroom. She still had constant memories of how the room use to look with two cribs and baby toys all over and missed it. "I miss them being little I think."
"They'll be okay and more importantly you'll be okay. They need to branch out a bit. They'll still need you Brooke. They always will.""
"Yeah but not all of them. I don't understand why they want to split them all up." They've never been apart. All the kids are together a lot.
"It's probably for the best, Brooke." Lucas frowned. He wished he was there to comfort her and see the kids go off the school. He knows Brooke will be the type of person taking tons of pictures of them and give him an update the moment school starts but it won't be the same. "Look, Haley said she'd come keep you occupied while the kids are at school and I will try my best to get home tonight. I have one more meeting to plan this stupid book tour that I don't even want to go on in the first place."
"I know, but you got to support our crazy family, Luke."
She heard him snicker into the phone and she laughed along. "I love you Brooke. I need to go. I have a meeting in twenty minutes across town. Send me pictures of the kids all ready for school, okay?"
"I love you too, Luke." Brooke hung up the phone. Glancing at the clock she knew her silence will be over with soon and she might as well get up and start the day.
"Mommy!" A pounding knock at the door followed and Brooke smiled. She knew who it was. She could pick out each child's knock and voice in seconds to know what exactly it needed or wanted. "Open da door!"
"It's unlocked, Issy." Brooke laughed as the door came flying open and Issy ran in.
"Mommy! We go to school today!" Issy was very excited to start school. Lucas was trying to get their excitement up for it by saying some cool things such as reading, recess and arts and crafts that they will be doing. "I'm finally a big girl!"
"Iz, you are a big girl already." Brooke patted the dark bed head hair.
"Jamie says we are babies still."
"That's because you are the youngest in the family, Issy. He doesn't mean you're an actual baby." Brooke smiled at her. "Watch some television for a little. Mommy's going to go shower and then we will get you ready for school."
"Blues Clues?" Isabel loved Blues Clues, and Brooke hated to admit it but it was a catchy show.
"Like always, baby girl." Brooke turned to the channel and kissed Issy's head before walking into the on-suite bathroom. She paused at her closet to pull out a pair of jean shorts and a simple black top. She use to dedicate herself to look good in the morning but now she is more worried about getting the quads ready and dressed.
Fifteen minutes later Brooke was done and dressed. Light make-up was applied to her face and her hair was pulled into a ponytail. "Ready my lady? Let's get everyone up and dressed and all ready for school."
"Do we get to take a bus like Jamie?" Her blue eyes looked up to her mother's green ones. "He said they're fun!"
"On the way home you get to, babe. I'm going to drop you off there this morning." Brooke was slowly allowing her children to become more independent and taking the bus to and from school will help with that. "Go get your clothes on, the dress is sitting on your bench. Remember we got you all those pretty outfits for the day?"
Issy nodded her head excitedly and skipped off down the hall. Brooke soon followed and started to laugh at how messy this hallway has become lately. A pile of laundry sat next to the stairwell waiting for Brooke to bring it down to start. Toys lined the hall making sure you had to watch your step to not step on any Lego's, Barbie shoes or balls. Towels laid thrown over the bathroom door and Brooke gravitated to those before throwing them into the laundry basket. She'd get to them eventually today.
Twenty minutes later. All four kids, dressed in their brand new outfits sat at the kitchen table eating cereal- the best of Brooke's cooking ability. Brooke smiled as they quads mingled amongst themselves and sipped her hot coffee. "Ya'll excited for today? It's going to be a lot of fun." Brooke did what Lucas told her to do before he left, encourage the kids to be able to enjoy the day.
"I like my dress." Audrey's goofy smile shined brightly as she stood on her chair to show of the white dress with pink flowers at the bottom and a pink belt around her waist. "It's so pretty."
Brooke couldn't help but laugh at how confident her five-year-old daughter was. "It is very pretty, baby doll. But you know better then to stand on the chair. Down you go." Brooke pointed her finger at Audrey.
"Why I gotta wear this one?" In similar fashion, Issy complained. "I wanna wear the pink one, not purple!"
"Issy," Brooke tried her best to get different outfits for each daughter to make things easier while putting clothes away and such. "I like your dress." Isabel's dress was a lot more tomboyish than Audrey's but was still considered girly. Isabel's body was covered in a little violet polo dress with a flower head band and white sandals.
"I wanted pink, dough."
Brooke knew what was coming next, one Isabel Scott melt down. "Tomorrow you can wear a pink dress. Today it's purple, baby girl." Brooke sighed. "If you start, you know the rules." Brooke pointed towards the corner of the kitchen.
"I sorry." Issy stopped immediately. Lucas usually let her go on claiming that she was his baby girl and she couldn't possibly do anything wrong but Brooke stopped the act right in the beginning. Isabel knew she meant business.
"It's okay, Iz." Brooke took a sip. "Slow down with the eating, Keith. It's not going anywhere besides your stomach."
"Daddy said I need to eat a lot to grow big like him!" Somehow, Keith managed to state in between the chewing.
"Yeah," Brooke nodded not really going to try and say something. Keith idolized Lucas tremendously. "Just slow down a little. We don't need you getting sick."
"I don't wanna go to da doctors!" Keith's face changed to a look of fear. Keith's hair was slightly disheveled using gel to hold it in place. With Luke's guidance, Keith was wearing plaid shorts and a blue polo that brought out his baby blue eyes. "They mean!"
"No one's going to the doctor's buddy. Finish up, guys. We need to leave soon." Brooke looked at them and smiled. "Once you're done run upstairs and grab your back packs and we will go to school."
Brooke watched them all sprint up the stairs except for Gemma who sat quietly at the table with her stuffed animal rabbit, Thumper. "Momma?"
"Yes, Gem?" Brooke question looking at her worriedly. Gemma always frightened Brooke the most. Many times as the aged, health problems for Gemma made Brooke petrified she'd loose her. A little here and there differences were noticed but nothing too major. Her speech was not as good and her walk had a slight limp to it. No one could notice unless Brooke told him or her about it. The school decided to start early with Gemma. Setting her into the special education class. Brooke freaked out when she heard about it but Lucas calmed her down and told her it can always be changed in the future.
"I don't gotta go do I?" Gemma looked up. Her green eyes looked brighter then ever as her white shorts and a yellow t-shirt that had flowers on it. "I not ready..." She slurred a little.
"Gemmy," Brooke looked at her daughter and sighed. "You'll have fun. I promise you that."
"But," Gemma's face became worried.
"No, buts." Brooke pulled her into her arms. "I know daddy is excited to see how school went. You can call him the minute I get you." The meantion of Lucas made the worry leave Gemma's face and excitement be added instead. "Go grab your backpack baby and then we will head out."
-XO-OTH-XO-
"Haley this is horrible." Brooke paced back and forth in front of the couch. Haley looked at her before turning her attention back to the magazine in front of her. "Stop reading and help me! It's been two hours and I'm ready to expload!"
"Brooke, tigger, you know I love you right?" Brooke nodded along. "Well you need to sit and relax or start doing things you can't do till they're in bed. Nap, do laundry, go shopping, paint your nails or whatever. Just relax."
"It's just so silent in here." Brooke plopped down on the couch. "I'm not use to it, and, I don't know..." Brooke paused looking around the room. "Something doesn't feel right."
"Everything is perfectly fine, B." Haley threw the magazine next to her. "We need to get you to do something."
"Like what?" She asked.
"Clean. Clean up this mess." Haley teased. Haley knew messy households, she had two kids to chase after and clean up from. But compared to Brooke, her mess was not even a mess. "Do a load of laundry."
"That's usually Luke's job." Brooke pouted.
"Wait," Haley couldn't hold back her laughter. "You make Lucas do the laundry? How the hell do you do that?"
"Withhold sex till he does it?" Brooke shrugged like nothing was wrong with that answer when the house phone started to ring. The sense of worry did not leave her mind. Something was making her dread answering the phone. "Hello?"
"Mrs. Scott? Is this Gemma Scott's parents?"
"I'm her mother." Brooke softly stated. She slowly sank onto the couch and waited for what to come next. "What happened?"
"Mrs. Scott, this is Tree Hill Elementary, we need you to come to the hospital."
That was all Brooke could hear before she broke down.
Chapter one is finished, and chapter two is half way done. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you all think!