1Title: Past and Pending
Author: Bre
Rating: PG13
Category: OTH
Summary: She felt that her whole life was some kind of dream and she sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it. Brooke & BL
A/N: So basically this is set way in the future maybe 6 or 7 years. I'll just let you read the first chapter and then I'll explain the story beginning of the second chapter. Please review this is my first OTH story so I'm kinda nervous. Enjoy
Every You Every Me
She was like a robot, walking through life in stance, just going through the motions of everyday. Life, that wasn't an appropriate word to describe her existence. Life referred to someone who was living, and she was barely doing that. Not since that day, that day that shook her world to the very core. That day would result in nothing remotely good. Not for her family, not for her friends, not for her. Yet here she was, forced to remember and continue on, alone.
Walking into her one bedroom apartment she hung up her keys and locked the door behind her. Looking around at her spotless bland apartment made her heart ache. A year ago she would never have let her home look so impersonal or be so dull. But that was then and this is now. Then and Now, what a jump, what a difference. The only thing the two had in common was her, but she couldn't even compare herself to then and now, she was just to different.
Hanging up her coat she headed for the bedroom. Walking down the hall one thing that most defiantly stood out was the lack of pictures. To be correct there were none. Not one photo, was displayed in her small unoriginal abode. Being Brooke Davis one could expect to find the walls littered with pictures of unforgettable memories. But this was the new but certainly not improved Brooke Davis, the one whose pain has hidden away the tangible memories and buried the intangible ones somewhere deep inside.
As she reached her closet she stripped off her shirt and pants, reaching for the only piece of clothing with a little color in it, his grey sweatshirt. Now normally one wouldn't use the color grey to describe, well color in general but when grey was the only color in a sea of black it became slightly more appealing. Slipping on the sweatshirt she climbed in bed, letting her head sink into the simple pillows and stared at the wall as tears came to her eyes.
This was her life. There was no glitz or glam, no partying or clubbing. She hadn't even cracked a smile in more than a year. What was there to smile about? One day proved to alter her life to the point of unrecognizable and send her into a stony existence.
4 years ago
"Lucas could you be serious for one second please!" Brooke giggled as she continued to pin up one of her dresses. She had gotten an internship at a major fashion corporation about a year ago, and finally they were giving her a chance to show some talent other than just fetching coffee.
"Oh I'm so sorry!" Lucas replied in a girly drama queen voice as he placed his hands on his hips and put on a real serious face. "I'm sorry Brooke I just don't think red is my color!" he laughed not being able to hold up his facade any longer. "Not to mention I don't have the right amount of cleavage for this v-cut." he motioned toward his "bosom" in the red low v-cute formal dress that he was modeling for Brooke to make adjustments.
That was it she dropped the pins on the flow and literally fell off her stool as she laughed hysterically.
"This is serious Brooke! My figure has no shape in this dress!" he continued in a girly voice.
She continued to roll in laughter. He was to much. "Ok take the dress off babe I'll finish this later." she giggled as she pulled herself together and started picking up her materials.
"Awe" he pouted. "And I was just getting used to it!"
She giggled giving him a quick kiss as she headed for her sewing desk. "Don't worry big boy you can get back into drag later, right now I wanna go get something to eat."
"Sounds like a plan but" with a wicked sexy smile he continues "I might need a little help getting out of this dress" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"Your terrible, you know that" she smiled walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Mmm but you love it" he whispered seductively as he brought her body closer to his by wrapping his arms around her waist.
"That I most certainly do" her smiled widened putting her more than grogeuos dimples on display.
"I love that smile" he said sweetly just taking in his beautiful girlfriend. He still couldn't believe through all their highschool drama that they were together and happy now.
"Well I love you" if possible her smile grew, he was perfect, and they were perfect together.
"I love you more" he smirked kissing her nose.
"Impossible" she whispered capturing him in one of their sweetly romantic incredibly passionate kisses.
A/N: Sorry, I know it was short but like I said this is my first OTH and I wanted to get a feel for how this was gonna turn out. It's also the first chapter so it's starting to set things up.
Title: Every You Every Me by Placebo