So i know i havent updated any fics lately but its because i had been busy with starting high school and cross country but now cross country is over and im getting used to high school and i decided to give this another shot.
A/N: This is my first story in the first person point of view so sorry if at one point i foget and dont write it that way. Just let me know and be patient with me because im not used to it. Summary: This is a fanfic where you can see what happens if in season one Brooke is pregnant. She leaves to go to California to live with her aunt to have the 's storyline is still the same. EX. Nathan and Haley still get married and have three year old Jamie and Lucas and Peyton are now engaged. But will Brooke showing up in TRee Hill shake thier relationship? Diclaimer: I dont own One Tree Hill or its characters.
If you have any questions feel free to ask and let me know if i left anything out.
What Do You Go Home To
Chapter One
As I was on the plane to Tree Hill I looked over to my left and saw a sleeping figure. I smiled as I patted her head full of long white-blonde hair. I looked at my watch which said there was only thirty minutes left of our plane ride. As each minute began to disappear I began to get more nervous.
5 Years Before
I sat on the navy blue leather couch in my living room listening to my parents argue in the kitchen. They were deciding what was going to happen with MY life, but I didn't really care. They seemed to know what was best for me.
After a couple more minutes of them fighting and me secretly listening they re-appeared in the living room and sat on the matching leather couch across from mine.
"Brooke," my mother started, "your father and I have been talking long and hard about this and what we have come up with we think is the best decision for all of us." I just stared at her telling her to go on. "Your father and I have decided that you will move to California to live with your aunt until the baby is born. Once the baby is born you may give it up for adoption and move back home with us."
This wasn't surprising to me; them sending me away to get rid of the problem, then letting me come back when the problem is gone. I didn't know how I felt about it at the time, but I knew at that moment it was my only choice. Besides, what did I have to stay for? My ex-best friend and my ex-boy friend had just cheated on my behind my back and gotten together.
"Ok," I said. "But one little question. What are people going to say when I come home in nine months?"
"We will tell them you went to study in London for the rest of the year," my mom answered. "It was a last minute thing and you had to leave right away. No one ever needs to know."
I nodded; it was a good enough story for her. I was always a good liar when I needed to be.
Present
I must have fallen asleep sometime in those last thirty minutes because suddenly I felt a small force on my arm. "Mommy wake up," said a small yet familiar voice. I opened my eyes and looked into the deep green eyes of my four year old daughter. "I thought you were never gonna wake up. I have been trying for like two whole minutes!"
I let out a small giggle. "Well, I'm sorry," I said sarcastically as I began to tickle the little girl all over her body. She shrieked with laughter. Then we heard a voice go over the plane announcing we were about the land and everyone should get ready to exit the plane.
I collected all of Annaliese's toys and coloring things putting them back into my Louie Vuitton carryon bag.
Once the plane had landed and it was safe to leave I took my daughters hand and we followed the line of people exiting the plane, too. I know I shouldn't have, but I half expected my mom to be waiting for us outside the terminal. But of course she wasn't, so I just rented a taxi to take Annaliese and me to her house.
When we arrived at my parents large, white, Victorian-style house my mom wasn't even home. I walked up to the front door with all our luggage and saw a note from her saying:
Brooke,
Went out to lunch with some friends. There's a key for you to get in behind the flower pot with the heart. Feel free to unpack and make yourself at home. You and Anna can have your old room.
Mom
Great, I thought. Now some robber came and read this note and brake into her house. Thankfully, though, when I went looking for the key behind the flowerpot with the heart it was right where it was supposed to be. I let us in and we went up to the room and put the luggage on the bed.
"Mommy, I'm hungry," said Annaliese.
"Ok," I answered. "Let's go see what grandma has in her refrigerator." I walked down to the kitchen followed by the little four year old. When I reached the fridge door, though, and looked inside all I saw was beer and a couple pieces of cheese that looked like they were molding. I quickly closed the door and turned to my daughter. "How about we just go out?"
"Yay!" she shouted as she jumped up and down.
"But were going to have to walk because mommy doesn't have a car," I said. She nodded and I grabbed my purse and we left.
As we walked further and further out of the neighborhood and into where all the restaurants were my stomach began to get nervous. What if I see him? What if he sees her? These were all thoughts that were going through my mind when we happened to walk across a McDonalds. Without even looking around I led Annaliese into the restaurant. We ordered and sat in the corner by the window.
While I was waiting for Annaliese to finish her chicken nuggets (she was usually a very slow eater) I looked out the window and noticed for the first time the stores across the street. I scanned over them and my head and mind froze after I read one. The sign read Karen's Café. Of course, I thought. How could I not have noticed we were by Karen's Café? They must have built a McDonalds across the street from it when I was gone.
After I noticed Karen's place right outside I tried to get her to eat faster so we could leave without anyone recognizing us. I wanted to go as long as I possibly could without anyone seeing me and most importantly Annaliese.
She finally finished and I picked her up and we left. Luckily we made it out of there without anyone seeing us, but I had to stop by the grocery if we still wanted to eat anymore. So, we went into the grocery and I picked up some of the necessities and got out of there as fast as I could.
I got in line for the grocery and the grocer was going very slowly. He seemed to be in his late sixties. He had grey hair and could barely move his arms let alone move my bags into my kart. I offered to do it myself and he didn't object, I don't think I was the first person to ask.
When I was done bagging and paying I grabbed three bags and gave one to Annaliese and we walked out of the grocery getting ready to head back to my parents house. As I passed Karen's Café and McDonalds one more time everything was safe again and I let out a sigh of relief, but then we got to the corner of Fifth Street.
Annaliese and I were about to cross the street when I looked across and there he was. I couldn't breathe. It felt like my heart sank down into my chest. My hands and legs began to tremble. I knew he saw me because I saw him squint his eyes to see if it was really me he was seeing.
The light told us to go, but I didn't move. Instead, he made his way towards me. Annaliese began tugging on my hand. "Mommy what's wrong?" But I couldn't answer all I could do was sit there like an idiot and watch the man I once loved, with his blonde shaggy hair and his perfect green eyes, walk towards me. I couldn't even escape.