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The Greatest Act of Love is Sacrifice
"Sacrificing your happiness for the happiness of the one you love, is by far, the truest type of love."
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• Disclaimer •
So I've finally found time to post this fanfic. Obviously none of the characters mentioned in my fanfic belong to me. It seems like Marky boy is the right owner of them all together with CW. Well I actually don't care even what's whos and why as long as I can tell this story so sew me!
But first I'm going to tell you this Brucas story
(PS. For my "the Simple Game" readers I've got good news since I'm completely rewriting the whole story and a new update or should I say updates will be posted by this Friday)
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Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1 - LETTERS
Ouverture
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"You look beautiful!" a raspy voice replied from behind Peyton's back. Smiling, the blonde turned away from the mirror, lifting her white dress so she could face her best friend.
"I'm way too fat for this dress and still you managed to get me in it somehow." Peyton laughed coming closer. Both friends were standing in front of each other and watched themselves struggle to say anything else.
Somehow their smiles disappeared.
Sigh
"I'm really sorry he's gone, Brooke." Peyton finally admitted, lifting her eyes from the ground and trying to find any kind of answer in Brooke's eyes, that were desperately trying to avoid the subject.
"Don't!" she quickly replied, "It was me-"
She wanted to say something more, to add the unknown to let it all go, but just remembering her last month's actions made the pain come back stronger than she ever expected.
Peyton placed her hands compassionately on Brooke's bare shoulders, trying to find an eye contact with her friend who was still uncomfortable by the turn of the conversation. "It's okay to miss him!" was echoing in her ears before the two found themselves in a powerful hug.
"It's okay."
Peyton watched Brooke snap out of her grip and slowly run out of the room. Shaking her head by her best friend's mindless behavior, she felt a slight pain and guilt that Brooke still felt pain after Julian's departure. Once again Brooke was broken, and it was somehow her fault as well because she didn't stop Brooke in time, she wasn't there to protect her heart. After her accident a few months ago Lucas decided he would be there for her and look after her personally so he decided to stop with the movie as his 6 months pact with Julian passed. The young movie producer had no other choice than to listen to the creator's choice and stop the whole project. He and Brooke found themselves in a difficult situation and, after a rejection of his sudden proposal, he left without any other notification. Peyton still couldn't understand why Julian had to propose so suddenly or why he and Davis didn't just work things out, both of them seemed to be so happy with each other after all.
As Brooke was running through the countless rooms that didn't seem to stop, she was trying to stop the irrepressible tears from ruining her make-up. This was the happiest day of her two best friends' lives and all she could feel was a heartbreak devouring her mind. She slowly opened the bathroom door and stepped carefully inside, locking the door. Without moving further she let her back fall against the hard door and slid down to the floor, covering her eyes with her hand. Why was life this cruel? Why did all this had to be screwed up so much?
The sudden knocking made her jump up.
"Brooke! Are you in there!?" She pressed herself against another wall, hoping the blonde guy on the other side would just go away. No strings attached. She hoped she could just disappear right here and right now. Forever.
"Brooke! I know you're in there! Are you okay? Open the door!"
Even though the only thing she could feel was the crawling silence stabbing her every time he stopped speaking, she noticed some kind of urge in his voice. "Coming!" she yelled after a while opening the tap and letting the soft water flow so she could clean her face. Washing away all these tears felt not only refreshing but it also somehow gave her renewing courage to face the world. "Courage" she smirked to her own reflection. "Like you still have something like that in you." Avoiding the speaking illusion in the mirror, she hasty took the mascara out of her purse and started redoing her make-up. Letting out one last sigh out, she slowly opened the door.
"You were saying?" she asked with a smile like nothing happened, and she leaned against the door as she closed it. Lucas turned around as his eyes quickly analyzed the frightened girl in front of him, clearly not buying her fake smile. He stepped closer and let his hand tenderly lift her chin.
"Were you crying?" he asked, staring deep into her beautiful hazel eyes while his hand stroked its way to her cheek. Caught up in his gaze, she wished he didn't make her look weaker, but it was inevitable how his soft touch could make her lose herself. She quickly broke the connection and pulled back, and he seemed unsure as to what her eyes were trying to tell him. She just seemed so lost and insecure and way too vulnerable.
Brooke wished that she just could tell everyone what a big mess she was in and how fouled up her life was at the moment, but instead she pulled off another smile, "You wanted to speak to me?"
He was somehow shocked by her subtly changing tone. "Yeah...Brooke, are you okay? I saw you hopelessly running through the crowd, and then you vanished into a room somewhere. It's obvious that you have been crying, and now you're acting like nothing happened!?"
Brooke's eyes searched escape once again. She felt bad that her manners and habits were so reckless and that people were seeing right through her. "I'm sorry I'm ruining your wedding-" a scratchy voice whispered back unsure what to do anymore.
Lucas gripped both her shoulders, wanting to shake some sense into her, "Brooke, you're much more important to me than this wedding." A statement which cost both of them a shocked reaction.
She removed his hands from her and put one of her own hands on the area where his heart should be located, whispering lightly "Thank you...for everything."
Placing a soft kiss on his cheek and she made her way outside, while Lucas slowly rubbed the place that still felt warm after her kiss, only his eyes watched her leave.
He stepped inside the abandoned bathroom and after a quick examination he saw a mirror across the room. Stepping closer he looked deeply into it, trying to figure out what he was seeing and whether he liked whom he saw in it. "This is it, Lucas! This is all what you ever wished for.", his lips mumbled. "Is it?" his sub-conscience abruptly added.
Opening the tab, his eyes noticed a small purse which Brooke must have accidentally left. He took in his hands a tube of lip-gloss, a small wallet, and a little book that had fallen on the ground because the hasty owner clearly not only forgot the purse but also forgot to close it. While he bent over and started putting the contents back inside, an envelope suddenly escaped from the book and fell on the ground. He picked it up and saw his address on the backside. The paper enclosure was covering a crumpled letter inside. Trying to respect Brooke's privacy he opened the notebook which appeared to be Brooke's diary in order to put the letter where it belonged, but what he found were another three letters, all of which were addressed to him as well. He lifted his head, and, after giving himself a confirmed nod that nobody was watching, he closed the bathroom door.
•••••• BRUCAS ••••••
As soon as the door opened, Brooke gasped for the fresh air. Away from the church. She needed to breathe again, and it was impossible for her with all those people and him inside. She crossed the street and made her way to a bench in the middle of the park.
Just as she sat down, she saw Sam coming over to her. "Hey, are you okay, Brooke?" she asked while she sat down next to Brooke, putting her hand on her knee. Brooke looked at Sam, proud of the person sitting next to her. This teenager wasn't the same person she used to be, and she just couldn't help but smile while Sam's concerned eyes tried to figure if she should be worried.
"I love you, Sam, you know that?"
Those words made Sam unwillingly blush. She took Brooke's hand and gently squeezed it, giving her a comforting nod while she whispered the same words back.
•••••• BRUCAS ••••••
Lucas was racing from one room to another trying to chase the dying trail of her sweet strawberry perfume. Everywhere were people, family and friends, all gathered for this special day. Nathan came to him, and Lucas let his hand with Brooke's purse and the letters disappear behind his back. "Hey, what's up?"
Lucas looked over his shoulder still trying to analyze the crowd, looking for the girl in a red dress.
"Have you seen Brooke?" He asked.
Nathan looked at him slightly shocked "Yeah she's outside with Sam. I hope you're not planning on doing anything stupid?" Nathan asked, pushing him back. Lucas ignored his words and went outside. He saw the two girls sitting on a bench looking at each other and let his feet walk in their direction while he yelled "Brooke!" to get her attention.
Brooke wished that she never let her eyes follow that voice. "Brooke!" kept echoing in her ears while she ran over to Lucas. His body lying on the ground before the car that had just hit and didn't dare to move. Though he was unconscious his hand was still holding the book and letters very firmly.
She fell to the ground next to him while an unstoppable ray of tears fell on his shirt which was red due to the flowing amount of blood.
"Someone! Call an ambulance!" she yelled tenderly wrapping her hand around his and lifted his body closer while her tears mixed with the red liquid.
• Dedication •
I dedicate this whole Chapter to Kitty!
Thank you Kasey for being such an amazing beta and editor. We both know you deserve a freaking statue, but this is the most I can give to you.
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• Alber's note •
Well ... thanks for all of you for reading this as well. If you enjoyed reading the first chapter I strongly advice to read the second as well.
Nope, I'm not advertising. Just putting you in the right direction ^_^
Now, don't be lazy and click that review button and tell me what parts suck and what should be rewritten to boost my kick-ass-self-esteem!
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