WARNING! [if you're reading this.. I hope you realize this is Part II to another story, Devotion & Desire.. Take A Read!]

Authors Note; I enjoyed writing Devotion & Desire, So without furthermore explinations; I give you Lenient & Lamentable. *Lemon.

DISCLAIMER: I Do Not Own Brooke Davis or any other characters from One Tree Hill that I may use in this story sometime in the future... Andy Gotti, Nick Martini, & Chole Davis On The Other Hand, I Take Credit For. ;)

-- CHAPTER 1 -- Luck --

A series of events occured durring the past few months: Brooke felt lonley, in the sense that she had no parents. She felt shallow, in the sense that she was the most popular girl in school, captain of the cheerleaders, and apperently biggest ho at Tree Hill High. For the longest time [pretty much all her life] nobody knew about her, Brooke Davis. The girl who felt self concious just as others did, the girl who had feelings, who had secrets, Nobody truly knew Brooke Davis. They all knew the Brooke she meant to show, never the girl she wanted to be.

Brooke designed clothes and ever since she could remember, thats what she's wanted to do for a living when she grew up. She had a dream of going to college and making it as a big-time designer, the way her mother was doing. Vivian Patsie Davis Shwetzer, Brookes mother, and also biggest bitch in the state of, well... all the states. Brooke had never felt what it was like to have a mother, a true mother, the one who would bake cookies with you as a kid, or take you to work to show off how cute you were. Brooke's mother was more like the one who paid the house bills and threw cash at you so you'd be on your way [out of her way], and the kind who took you to work and had you sit for five hours while she went around talking to everybody about everything, except you.

Brooke did want to be a designer, but she didn't want to do it in anyway that might have people compare her to her mother. Although Vivian kept Brooke on the 'down low', Brooke was still known by a few people as her daughter. Vivians 'people' [Who were sworn in not to say anything], Brooke's family members both on her mom and dad's side, which for the most part, wanted nothing to do with any of them, and Chole.

Chole knew everything about Brooke. She pretty much knew about Brooke's childhood, and why she was the way she was now, she knew everything. Why? Because Chole is Brooke's cousin. They grew up together, until Chole had to leave for certain reasons [a boy], and kept running away, in attempt not to dissapoint her aunt whom took care of her since she was five.

There was also this guy, this great guy who knew just about everything there was to know about Brooke. It all started in the begining of 2nd semester, Senior year. Andy Gotti, He was well known by everyone in school as the 'new guy'. Brooke had been a bitch to him on his verry first day in Tree Hill. Why? One word: Vivian. Brooke let her mom get to her every time that they spoke, and on the occasion that Brooke's mom stopped by for a visit, Brooke would take all of Vivians bullshit.

Brooke had a party the same night she'd met Andy at school and apologized for her behavior. She got arrested for holding a party with drugs and underage drinking, Andy bailed her out, and they got to know eachother a little better. Vivian showed up at the house the next day and Brooke avoided staying at the house with her by hanging out with Andy at the mall instead. It turned out they had allot in common. He was going to take her home, but she freaked out. He offered her a place to crash, she accepted and stayed there for the night, but left early for a cheer competition out of town.

She had meaningless sex that night with a guy she'd probably never see again, but she did that allot, and for the first time, it felt completley wrong. She realized that sex was like therapy for her after a crappy day, and that wasn't healthy. She promised herself that night that she'd never have meaningless sex again. She never mentioned that to Andy. He aperently was strictly all about friends with benefits, no strings attached. At the time she was the exact same way, so as far as he knew, she was very beneficial.

Brooke stayed at Andy's atleast a month before her mom left. She was back at her house for atleast a few hours before Andy convinced her to move in, in a verry sweet and unforgettable way. They'd grown so attached to eachother, that she didn't even think twice about it when he'd asked. A few months passed and they got closer and closer, until Brooke felt that she was getting in over her head about him, so when her cousin Chole dropped by for a visit, Brooke tried spending all her time with her, and not so much with Andy. She felt like she couldn't like him, and expecially not love him. It was forbidden, because he didn't seem to like her that way. More like a sister, the way Andy's 'homeboy' Nick Martini did, because Nick was like Brooke's Chole to Andy. He was practically his right hand guy.

After a long and desperate attemt to stay away from Andy, she knew she couldn't any longer, so she finally quit, but she did at the wrong time. Brooke had been offered an internship with a famous designer, Maggie Brown, and that would have meant moving to LA. She couldn't do it, so she turned it down. She couldn't stay away from him, and she couldn't just leave her life and practically start over.

The next day, she knew she had to tell Chole that she'd turned down the offer, so she drove to her place and caught her kissing Andy. She was upset and left, she'd seen Andy with girls before, and it made her jelous... but Chole? Chole knew Brooke had a thing for Andy, and she went on and kissed him anyway, that pissed her off, but hurt her more than that. She trusted Chole, and thought that she was someone she could trust, but apperently not.

Andy went after Brooke, and after a very, very dramatic scene between the two of them, they finally fessed up and told eachother that they had feelings for eachother, then they went into their home and 'slept' together for the first time... without very much sleep.

Now Brooke lay in bed at 6:43 AM, thinking. Wow. She couldn't stop smiling. He's completley amazing! and.. he's mine. She bit her bottom lip. finally... She giggled and moved a little so that her body was pressed against Andy's hard and well built chest. She traced the planes of his chest with her index finger softly and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed and he was in deep sleep, his breathing coming in and out evenly and softly. She smiled and layed her head on his naked shoulder, closing her eyes. I still can't believe this. Was all she could think. She felt as if she must be dreaming, for wanting this so long, and finally having it. Finally having him. She felt arms around her and Andys fingers lingering on her bare shoulders, tracing random shapes. She still had her eyes closed, but somehow he knew she was awake.

"Good Morning." He then kissed her hair.

She smiled and kissed his chest once. "Good Morning to you too." She laughed a little and sighed.

"How do you feel?"

"Happy." She felt perfectly at peace. "You?"

"I feel... great." He chuckled.

"Yeah." She sighed. She liked this, being happy... but then she remembered, although she didn't want to. "Sooo.." She took a deep breath. "Chole kissed you." She didn't say it like a question, more like a fact, one that she hated. She bit her lip, and he answered her anyway.

"Yeah..." She moved away from him so that she could prop herself on her elbows and look at him as he spoke. "I promise, i didn't do anything... i was more like the victim."

She frowned. "How?"

"Well, i went over early in the morning, and we watched some movies, as friends though, i mean, what do i really know about her, you know?"

She shook her head. "No. I mean, How could she?"

His eyebrows shot up. "How could she what?"

"Kiss you!" She sighed frustrated, although she shouldn't be, because he didn't know... "I told her i had a thing for you.." She shrugged. "Kind of, well... she guessed it. Sort of."

He laughed. "Okay...?" She laughed too. "Well, i mean, does it matter anymore?"

"Yes it matters!" She lowered her voice. "Sorry." She sighed. "I trusted her Andy."

" What are you going to do about her then?"

Her forhead creased and she shook her head. "I don't know." She was... disapointed. She let her head fall, her face landing in the pillow. She felt his fingers running down her neckline, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"Im sorry." He whispered in her ear.

She shook her head, then lifted it up to find his face close to hers. "It's not your fault. Besides, you have nothing to be sorry about."

His breathing was low, but heavy. She could feel his warm breath on her face as he leaned in closer to where their lips brushed as he spoke. "I want to kiss you."

She closed her eyes and trembled slightly, How is it possible that he can make me feel so... overwhelmed. "You don't have to ask." She whispered.

"I wasn't." He pulled back and grinned.

She opened her eyes and glared at him for a few seconds before she frowned. "Tease." She rolled her eyes and turned so that her back was on the bed and threw her head back on the pillow, her hair spread wildly around her face.

"Hey, You liked it."

She shrugged. "Whatever... So, i have a few questions."

"Shoot."

"You mean score."

"What?"

"Well, you play football, so wouldn't it be more approp..." She didn't finish. He was looking at her wierd. She laughed a little, and so did he. "Nevermind." She rolled her eyes and distracted herself as she twisted and untwisted her fingers with eachother. "How'd you... When did you... Start having feelings for me?" She turned her head to face him then. He cupped her cheek and then slid it down to her neck, locking her eyes with his.

"Ive always kind of liked you, but... I knew there was something there for sure, the night of our formal. When i saw you with whats-his-face and--"

"Manny."

"Yeahhhh..." He narrowed his eyes. "That guy... Well it was one thing to see him with you there, touching you like he owned you." He stopped for a second, remembering. "Then..." He looked away concentrating on something behind her. "It was another thing to see him kiss you." He shook his head. "When i saw you kissing him, him kissing you... I knew there was something there... because aside from the anger that he was kissing you that way... i was wishing it was me." He sighed.

"Wow. So--"

"I wasn't done." He pinched Brooke's lips together gently and continued. "Then at the party... When we had to kiss... I thought Thank you god! I mean, my wish was going to come true, but after that, mere seconds before you kissed me, i thought No. Wait. Don't. I didn't want to, because i knew it would only be a one time thing. Or so i thought." He smiled then. "And when you did, i just couldn't help it, and i had to kiss you back. So i did."

She raised her hand and he laughed, then pointed at her to speak. "Thats pretty ironic... considering that i was trying to make you jelous on Formal night." She smiled then. "and i also didn't, but did want to kiss you the night of the party." She laughed a little to herself, remembering. Then he was moving, proping himself on his elbow, closer to her. He moved a strand of hair resting on her shoulder behind her ear. She watched him carefully. His eyes trailed with his hand as he moved it down her neck across her shoulder and down her arm. His touch gave her goosebumps. He interwined their fingers together and raised her hand over her head, pinning it down on the bed with his. He then looked at her and she saw a flash of the burning in his eyes she'd seen the night before.

Then he was kissing her, and pinning her other hand over her head. He pulled back and grinned. For a second she thought of prison, how you're restrained against your will, but then she thought about how she was willing to let him take control and handle her this way. He then used only one hand to keep both her arms above her head, using the other to trace down her body until she was fully exposed, no blanket over her, above the knees.

She spread her legs, allowing him to enter her. He thrusted in and out of her slowly, all the while they stared at eachother, after about ten muinites he was working up on speed. She was swaying her hips to him, wanting more. By now, her hands were set free, holding his broad shoulders pulling him close to her so she could kiss his lips, neck and chest. "Ohhh Fuck, Brooke... Im close." He closed his eyes, then she remembered that he wasn't wearing a condem.

She was breathless and full with pleasure, and didn't want to stop, but knew that they had to. "Andy." She knew he hadn't heard her, he moaned loud and she knew he was about to come inside her. She shuddered, and came. He looked down at her with that burning in his eyes, she pulled him back down and spoke against his neck. "You're not wearing a condem."

He pulled away to look at her. "Shit." He then pulled out of her and threw himself on his back beside her. "Shit Brooke im sorry."

She turned her face to look at him. "You... you didnt...?"

He shook his head. "No. No i didn't."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

She knew that he was telling the truth because he still seemed to want more. She reached over to grab his member and stroked it once. Andy cocked his head to the side and looked at Brooke. She stroked him again, a little slower this time and he closed his eyes, breathing heavily through his nose. She turned on her side and covered his upper body with hers as she continued stroking him. "Brooke." He breathed. She leaned forward and her lips met his, he kissed back stifly and she felt him shudder with pleasure.

His lips left hers and he let his head drop back against the pillow with a moan. Then he came and she grinned, satisfied with the way she handled him. She wasn't sure where her bravery came from but she moved so that her head was right above his member, and looked up to meet his gaze. Then she dipped her head and sucked him dry. She took in very last drop of his juices and then sat up and moved back up to lay on top of Andy. He was breathing in gasps as he tried to catch his breath. When he was breathing at a normal pace he looked at her and grinned. He moved a hand up her back and up her neck, to her hair. He tangled his fingers through her hair and pulled her face closer to his kissing her lips once.

"How is it possible that i ended up with such a great girl?" He whispered against her lips.

A small shiver went down her spine. "Luck." She laughed a little and kissed him with such an intensity that he had to reach in her nightstand for a new condom.

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