A/N: This is an alternate universe fiction. It's a Brucas story. There's Leyton and Brulian but it's still very much a Brucas show! This story has OOC, mature themes, bad language.
Lucas Scott watched his mother run down the aisle in her beautiful wedding gown with a ecstatic smile on her face as rice were being thrown at her and her new husband Ted Davis as they made their way to their awaiting limo, headed to their hotel suite for two nights.
He was happy for her. After living as Dan Scott's dirty secret for over eighteen years Karen deserved to have this moment in the sun. Ted was nice as far as he could tell and even if Lucas felt that his mother could have and should have married his uncle Keith—it was ultimately her decision.
"Thank God that's over! I need a drink!" Brooke Davis, his brand new step sister, said as she pretended to be happy about this union. "I've never needed to get buzzed as much as I do now!"
"Really Brooke? You're not old enough to be an alcoholic!" Lucas said as he frowned at her.
"Ha-ha good one loser. Now point me in the direction of the bar."
Lucas hated her already. "You can't miss it. It's right there in the damn corner. To the right—that is if you know your left from your right."
Brooke sent him a scathing grin, "Thanks. Now I'm going to see which one of your friends I can get to take me home and maybe convince them to fuck me in your bed." she then skipped off without another word.
Peyton Sawyer who he always had a deep crush on walked up to him with a sweet smile. "She's really a sweet girl when you get to know her…"
"I doubt it. Already she's giving me a headache." Lucas said with a scowl as he watched Brooke laughing, draping herself over his half brother Nathan.
Peyton chuckled, "That's the Brooke effect… you have to ease into it, like small doses. Unfortunately for you she's your new sister." she joked, trying to ease the tension in the air.
"Don't remind me. She's your best friend right?"
"Yeah… she really is a good person. One day you'll see. Catch you later."
Lucas smiled tightly and went back to observing everyone. His eye caught sight of his uncle Keith who was by the bar, looking utterly miserable. He had a silver flask in his hand and was chugging its contents like it was water which he highly doubted it was.
"How're you holding up Uncle Keith?"
Keith snorted drunkenly, "I just watched the love of my life exchange vows to another man. How do you think I'm doing?"
Lucas winced. Before Ted there was Keith. Keith helped raised him when Lucas's own father refused to take any part in his life. It was Keith that had taught him right from wrong. How to respect others as he himself would like to be respected. He loved Keith and Keith loved him as well as his beautiful mother Karen.
Keith had assured him that even though his mother was marrying someone else that he would never stop being there for him. And Lucas really needed to hear that and he deeply appreciated that Keith knew him well enough to reassure him that his presence would always be there.
Lucas was torn from his thoughts as he heard Brooke's flirty laughter float through the air.
"That girl's trouble." Keith said as he followed his gaze.
Lucas couldn't believe that his friends were practically slobbering over her. Sure she was attractive but the girl was the devil. "You don't have to tell me…"
"I saw you talking to the blonde girl you always used to stare at. You finally worked up the nerve to talk to her?"
Lucas shrugged, "She actually talked to me. About the devil."
Keith laughed, "That's a hell of a subject to talk about. It didn't freak you out at all?"
"About what—" he then laughed, "You actually thought we were talking about the devil? No! We were talking about Brooke. She was trying to convince me that she isn't as bad as I assume her to be."
"Why would she do that?"
"Because that's her best friend. Although I don't know how anyone could be friends with that bitch—girl."
Keith chuckled, "Considering that I'm pretty much jacked up on Jack Daniels I will let that derogatory slip pass. But don't make it a habit!"
Lucas smiled and hugged him then said, "I wished it was you up there. I wish she could have given you a chance to be my dad."
"I will always be your dad and you will always be my son. Never forget that Lucas." he said as he patted him on the back.
By the time Lucas and Keith got home he was exhausted. All he wanted to do was crash in his comfy bed and knock out for the night. He opened his room door and found Brooke laying in his bed passed out drunk. Lucas rolled his eyes and lifted her out of his bed and almost dropped her when he realized that she wasn't wearing her bridesmaid dress and was only in her bra and panties.
"This is ridiculous…" he muttered as he carried her into her own room.
When Lucas got back into his room he noticed that there were fluids on his sheets. Lucas closed his eyes and was seething. He really, really hates her.
He stripped off his entire bedding and washed it three times. Thoroughly. But he still ended up sleeping on the floor anyway. Just to be on the safe side.
It's been three unbearable weeks since they moved into the Davis's mansion and integrated their family together. The only bright side of this was that he got to see Peyton more often. She would always come over for some girl thing that Brooke would always insist on throwing for their cheerleading squad. He didn't mind that though because he got to see Peyton practice the provocative routine that Brooke had cooked up.
Lucas was standing under the showerhead, thinking of how complex his new life was. How he had managed to find himself into a situation that he prayed to avoid. Living with Brooke Davis. He leaned his head against the tiles of the wall and exhaled, so distracted that he hadn't noticed that the water had started to grow cold. He didn't mind that though. The temperature aiding him in clearing his mind as well as his constant temper.
"LUCAS! Do not make me join you!" Brooke Davis snapped bursting into the bathroom, startling Lucas in the process.
Lucas couldn't believe that she had the audacity of bursting in on his only time alone. "Uh, a little privacy here!"
"No! You've been in the shower forever! By the time I even get in the water it's gonna be—" She sticks her hand into the shower, checking the water. Brooke's eyes widened with disgust as she shouted, "—cold! Are you taking a cold shower?"
"No, the hot water..." he tried to explain but she interrupted him. Which pisses him off about his new little sister. She never let him finish talking.
Brooke gave him a disdainful look. "Gross! You are—You know what? When you have your next wet dream, tell Peyton I said 'Hi'. Eww!"
Lucas stood under the cold water, bewildered, confused and pissed off that she would dare interrupt his shower. Turning off the water he quickly got out of the shower and dried off the excess water from his skin. He dressed and went to look for his pain in the ass step sister.
"Mom can we please get a lock on the bathroom door?" he asked, anger rolling off him in waves.
"What is it now Luke?" Karen, his darling mother, asked exasperatedly.
Lucas crossed his arms, "It's Brooke she keeps invading my space!"
"When is this feud between you two going to stop? You two have been at each other's throats since Ted and I got engaged and it's not getting better!"
Lucas shook his head, "That's because she's a little demon child—"
"Lucas… she's your new step sister. You're family now so you both have to start acting like it!"
"Tell her that!" he shouted, feeling as if she was taking Brooke's side.
"Good morning Karen—oops I mean Mom." Brooke said cheerfully, kissing Karen's cheek lovingly.
"Speak of the devil!" Lucas said with a smug smirk as Karen handed him his plate of food.
Brooke shot him off and rolled her eyes, "I won't waste a good morning on you."
He placed a hand over his heart sarcastically. "Brooke, you're just mad cause your Tampons in too far."
Her mouth dropoed open then snapped shut as she smirked and hissed, "Lucas, the next time you shave, could you stand a little closer to the razor?"
Karen stood to her feet and looked at both of them severely, setting Brooke's plate before her. "The bickering stops now! You two will coexist with no further problems or so help me I will ground you both until you have grey hair! Understood?"
"Yes ma'am." they both said respectfully while giving each other the death glare.
"Good morning family!" Ted Davis said, ruffling Lucas's hard earned spikes and kissing his daughter on her forehead and finally planting a lengthy kiss on Karen's mouth.
"Easy on the PDA daddy, we're eating." Brooke said after watching them kiss longer than a few minutes.
"Sorry cookie…" he said affectionately. "I need to get going…big meeting today."
Ted took Karen into his arms and kissed her again, his hands on her butt, squeezing, ignoring the kids gagging sounds. "See you all later."
"Bye!" they said in unison, some more enthusiastic than others.
Lucas kissed his mother's cheek after eating his hearty breakfast and grabbed his backpack, "See you later Ma."
"Bye kids! Make good choices!"
Lucas cursed sourly ten minutes later when his truck refused to start. He hit the steering wheel as if that would be effective. "Oh c'mon! Not now! Not now!"
Brooke looked at him with a cold look and passed right by him.
"Hey demon seed! I need a ride!" he said as he hopped out of his truck.
"I guess you're shit out of luck Broody." she said as she got into her powder blue Volkswagen Beetle.
Lucas sighed and got into the car.
Brooke looked at him, "Get out of my car Lucas!"
"No. I need a ride to school and you're my only option."
She frowned, "I really doubt that. Get a ride with your mom!"
Lucas rolled his eyes, "I would but since you don't notice anything around you I have to inform you that she has her car in my Uncle's shop."
Rolling her eyes she started the car. "Fine but you will have to find a ride after school dork!"
"Oh you don't have to worry about that."