So guy, this fic is based on the Rascal Flatts song…Skin. There are actually no lyrics in here…just the story. I'm going to post the lyrics in the post after the story. Yea…that's stupid right? lol. So here is my Bake one-shot, Scared.
She hadn't been the same since the day that she'd fallen down the front steps those two months ago. At first she'd shrugged it off, but then as time went by and the bruise didn't show any signs of disappearing she began to worry. So today she sat with her entire family in a smug waiting room that mirrored the gloomy weather outside the walls.
She glanced up at the noise of a door opening and her name being called. She took a deep breath as she and her family followed the older woman through the door.
Brooke held onto Lucas for dear life as the Davis family cried together. Cancer. She had never thought that it could happen to her. The doctor had sounded positive as he told them of her options and chances though. She would have been lying if she had said she wasn't scared. She would have been lying if she'd said she wasn't terrified.
"Six chance out of ten that it won't come back again," the doctor began with motions of his large hands, "with the therapy we're gonna try. It's just been approved and the strongest there is. I thnk we've got it in time."
Keith and Karen nodded a bit comforted by his words. Brooke however closed her eyes as her body melted into her twin brother's strong arms.
She dreamed she was dancing surrounded by beautiful decorations and wearing a dress made for a princess. It was a fairytale. A real prince charming held her close in his arms as they danced round in circles on the hard floor. A smile adorned her delicate face as a light wind gently blew her chesnut colored locks off of her small shoulders.
Brooke sat curled up on the couch scared and sobbing as she clutched her mother, brother and best friend, Peyton.
Her mind kept flashing back to the prom and all of her dreams. Who would want to take someone like her when they could take anyone in the world? Just this morning she had finally lost it…all of her brown hair that had once been so long and flowing. Now it rested lazily on her dresser and served as a memory of what had once been.
Just this morning she had been cruelly surprised when she looked on her pillow and found what had once covered her now bald head. She cried as she gathered it all in her hands and realized that this was the proof of what was truly happening to her. She couldn't deny this…it wasn't possible.
Brooke closed her eyes like she did so often now as the world became too much. She dreamed once again that her very first love was softly cradling her in his arms as they danced. The wind blew through her beautiful hair as they both began to laugh.
Peyton, Lucas and Brooke all sat in the living room dressed in their prom wear as they waited for Brooke's date so they could begin their night.
A quarter to seven and a knock could heard at the door. Keith Davis hurriedly pulled open the mahogany colored piece of wood to reveal a flushed Jake with a cap tucked tightly atop his head. The older man quickly let him in and the three teenagers entered the house's entrance way that led to the stairs and a large hallway.
As soon as Jake removed his cap, everyone in the small room burst into tears. His full brown mop of hair had been replaced by a bald head…pure skin.
Brooke began to softly cry as she approached him with an outstretched hand. She let her fingers fall on the top of his head as they touched just skin. She fell into his body and hugged him as she cried in delight.
They left the house and quickly headed to Tree Hill High's junior prom. Brooke and Jake danced together as her very first true love held her close. Their lips connected in a kiss that held more passion and innocence than a kiss could ever hold and for a moment she wasn't scared.