AN: Yes, I deleted A Little Suprise. It was waaaaaaaay too hard for me to write it. I couldn't think of anything. I'm terribly sorry. But I have a new story, and hopefully you wont chop off my head for it ; Flashbacks in italics
She drank one after another, refilling the glasses each time she reached the bottom, until the bottle was completely empty, which is when she went in search of another one. After what seemed like a million drinks, Brooke staggered over to her target, Lucas. "So what are you doing here Luke? Come to rub it in my face how you're living the amazing life with your one true love, while I basically rot in the hell I call life?" She had an evil smile on her face as she spoke, red cup in hand.
"What are you talking about Brooke?" Lucas shook his head, not realizing what he was getting himself into when he came to the party tonight without his trusty girlfriend.
"What am I talking about?!" Brooke exclaimed, dropping her cup. "Oh damn" She cursed silently under her breath, taking the cup from Lucas's hands and downing it. "I mean how you basically told me I was the 'other woman', and I helped you cheat on your girlfriend. You know, the one you call your one and only true love?" Anger dripping in Brooke's voice, she pushed him as hard as she could, which actually wasn't that hard at all. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" She repeated over and over again, hitting him against his chest.
"No you don't" Lucas shook his head as she beat against his chest. Bringing her into his arms, Luke smiled against her head. "You love me. You love me so much you wish that you could just go back to the way it was and have sex with me right now." Lucas smirked seductively, dragging her out into his car.
And that's when her wall fell. The wall she told herself wouldn't fall. As they were making 'love', all Brooke thought of was how he tore down her wall, like there was nothing else in the world. He did that to her every single time. He tore it down to a point where it couldn't come back. She despised that about him at the current moment. She used to love it, but now? It just was another reason for her to hate him.
As they began slowing down, Lucas kissed Brooke deeply, but Brooke pulled away, connecting her hand hard against his face. "Shit Brooke, what was that for?" A hurt look on his face, rubbing his hand against the spot she slapped him.
"For bringing my wall down again. For making me the 'other woman' again, for making me weak in your arms, for this, for everything. Lucas Scott, I despise you. I despise everything about you" She shook her head, pulling her skirt back on, along with her bra and shirt, walking out of the car, leaving Lucas stunned.
That was about 4 months ago, and since then, Peyton had found out what Lucas did to her and Brooke, and proceeded to give Luke hell by breaking up with him in front of everyone, also slapping him across the face, but suprisingly, she forgave Brooke.No one could figure out why. Not even Peyton or Brooke themselves. But here Brooke was, driving with Peyton to school, listening to music and talking about boys, when suddenly, Brooke stops the car, gets out and throws up on the side of the road. Peyton immediately got out of the car, rubbing Brooke's back as she threw up. When she had finished, Brooke went into her car and grabbed a napkin, wiping her mouth. "What the hell was that?" She asked no one in particular, getting breath mints out of her bag and putting a few in her mouth
"I don't know" Peyton replied, a worried look on her face. "Maybe you shouldn't go to school today" She suggested, putting her hand back on Brooke's back
Brooke immediately shook her head, regretting it because now she had a pretty bad headache. "I can't. We have cheerleading practice" She reminded Peyton
"I'll take over today, but you should stay home. I'll drive over when practice starts and come back when it ends"
"Fine" Brooke finally gave in "But I'm only doing this because I feel like crap" She pointed her finger at Peyton, turning the car around and driving back home.
"I know B. I know" Peyton smirked, laughing a little to herself as Brooke drove back to the house they shared since her dad was never home, and Brooke's parents were kind of MIA. Once they got home, Peyton and Brooke plopped down on the couch with a warm blanket, Music and Lyrics, and a bowl of popcorn. But apparently, popcorn didn't agree with Brooke's stomach either, so after just smelling the butter, she put her hand over her mouth and sprinted to the bathroom, with Peyton following behind her, holding her hair and rubbing her back as she threw up.
"Goddamnit. What is with this? All I did was smell the popcorn and I wanted to throw up. I LOVE popcorn. Peyton, what's going on?" She looked desparately up at her best friend, her hazel eyes looking confused.
"I don't know B. Maybe we should take you to the doctor" Peyton suggested.
After coming home from the doctor, Brooke immediately crashed in her bed, extremely tired. It was a good thing she did, otherwise Peyton wouldn't have left for cheer practice. When she came home, Brooke was still asleep in her room. Peyton walked downstairs and accidentally fell asleep on the couch.
A few days after the appointment, Brooke still hadn't gone to school, since this throwing up thing wouldn't go away. Brooke was sitting in the living room watching TV when the phone rang. She went to go answer it "Hello?" She answered into the phone sweetly
"Brooke Davis?" It was her doctor
"Yes, this is she"
"We found out what's wrong with you. But it probably won't go away for about nine months or so" He explained
"What are you talking about?" Brooke was confused. Nine months?
"Miss Davis, you're 4 months pregnant" He explained
Brooke immediately hung up the phone. Pregnant? It made sense. She hadn't had her period for a while now, and she had been extremely tired and throwing up all the time. But pregnant? How could this have happened? And then it clicked. "Lucas" She whispered. "Fuck." She cursed under her breath. Great. Someone must hate her for doing this. She put her hand on her stomach and sighed. "Baby, you're going to cause me a hell of a lot of trouble" She then went over to the phone and called Peyton, telling her the news. She rushed home.
"Pregnant B?!?!" Peyton exclaimed
"And with none other than Lucas Scott's child" Brooke replied bitterly
"What are you going to do?" Peyton sat down on the couch
"Have the baby" Brooke answered simply, sitting down next to Peyton. "And not tell Lucas, if that's ok with you?" She raised her eyebrow at her friend.
"I think you should tell him, but if you don't want to, it's your choice" Peyton nodded "But I was hoping you would say you would keep it, because we do have another room" She smiled a little
"Well I guess in 5 months, it won't be us against the world anymore, huh?" Brooke smiled a little, looking down at the stomach.
"Guess not" Peyton smiled, putting her hand on Brooke's stomach.
