Okay so I told myself that I wasn't going to write anymore because I felt like I wasn't that good. I have seen some of the writers on here and it blows my mind at how great they are. With that said, I am going to give this writing thing one more shot because I got inspiration tonight from a song that I heard. I have all of the chapters already thought about and a few chapters already in the process of being written. I really want to take my time making this good so my updates may take a week or two in-between. I will not rush this because that has happened to most of my stories. If I get inspiration earlier okay but if not it won't be forced. So if people like the first chapter I will continue. If not at least I got this story out of my head and on paper. So review and give me your thoughts—even if it's to tell me that the story sucks!

There is a lot of flashbacks in this first part to set up a lot of things. Going forward there shouldn't be as many in the chapters. :)

Tommy found his daddy's gun

And Joey had never seen one

Real cowboy all dressed up

As he held it in his hand

Said, "You be good and I'll be bad"

Then he pulled the trigger back

Stopped little Tommy in his tracks

And said, "Get up man"

People came from miles to say goodbye

To the Wilson's youngest son

His innocent life had just begun

From the outside looking in Brooke and Lucas Scott had the perfect marriage and life. They were twenty-six, had enough money to live more than comfortably for the rest of their lives from their successes and had an adorable six year old son.

They knew in high school that they would be married. Once they laid eyes on eachother that was it. No one else even registered on their radars. Lucas was quiet and into his studies and Brooke had a wild nature about her. They were both attracted to eachother for a long time but neither made a move because Brooke thought Lucas was too serious and Lucas thought Brooke didn't take anything serious. It was a chance pairing in class that started the whirlwind romance. Lucas had gotten Brooke to focus on her studies and she proved to be smarter than he imagined. Brooke had gotten Lucas to agree to have some fun. Lucas surprised himself, and her when he went out got drunk, tattooed, and ended up having the most amazing sex in the back of Brooke's car. Neither were virgins, but that night was something neither of them had ever experienced. Two years later they had graduated high school and Lucas proposed to Brooke at his mothers house. It took her mere seconds to squeal and tell him yes.

Flashback:

Lucas had been acting weird all week and it had worried Brooke. Sure they had talked about their future but Brooke was starting to question if Lucas was changing his mind. Instead of spending their free time together he had been coming up with excuses as to why he couldn't. When they were together he acted almost suspicious and Brooke was thinking maybe he had met someone else. This had made her feel insecure and almost timid with Lucas as of late. Another thing that bothered her was that Lucas hadn't tried to sleep with her in about a week. Of course to some people that isn't long but when you are with a horny teenage boy that is like a lifetime.

They had graduated high school a week before. One week ago and Brooke and Lucas had the perfect relationship. 'How things can change in a week,' Brooke thought to herself as she made her way to Luke's. He had called her this morning and asked if she could come by later that night to talk. Of course Brooke thought this was when he was going to break up with her. She had tried to make excuses as to why she couldn't go and she noticed how it irritated Lucas so she finally gave in.

When she got to his house she noticed that Karen and Keith's cars were gone. She was hoping that maybe they took Lucas out and she had dodged the bullet. It's not that she wanted to force Lucas to stay in a relationship with her, but she wanted it to last just a bit longer. Brooke had never known love until Lucas came into her life. With a heavy sigh she slammed her car door and made her way to the front of the house. She noticed that Lucas was already waiting with the door open so she forced a smile and gave him a light kiss.

"Hey thanks for coming over," Luke said and held open the door so she could go by. She just nodded and took his hand as he led her to his room. As soon as the door was shut his lips were on hers.

"God I missed you so much," he breathed heavily as his lips trailed to neck and his hands roamed over her body. She loved when his mouth and hands were all over her but tonight she couldn't get into it. It may be because he had avoided her all week and now he called her over for a booty call. She pushed his shoulders back and stepped away. He looked at her questioningly.

"Look Luke I'm not sure what's up with you but I'm not going to crawl into bed with you before we break up," she blurted out.

He looked at her momentarily stunned. She figured it was because she figured out his plan. It wasn't until his eyes started to water that she noticed something was off. "Yo…your breaking up with me," he asked as something almost identical to anger crossed his eyes.

"No. I came here after a week of you barely talking to me and now you want to have sex. So just do it already so I can just go," she said looking at him and fighting off the tears that so badly wanted to fall. She wanted to smack him when she saw him chuckle and run his hands over his face.

He stepped closer and cupped her face in his hands. He leaned his forehead against hers and spoke. "Pretty girl are you crazy? Why would you ever think I want to break up with you," he asked searching her eyes for anything to read her.

She let the first tear drop and Lucas brushed it away with the pad of his finger. "Y..you're different Luke. This past week you have barely spoken to me…a..a…and I thought you changed your mind," she whispered horsly.

"Come with me Brooke," he said as he pulled her from his room to the kitchen. Brooke stopped, stunned by what she saw. There were candles all over the kitchen, flowers adorning the table, soft music playing, and something that smelled amazing cooking. "This is what I have been doing all week Brooke. Peyton and Haley helped me set everything up and that's why I avoided you. I didn't think I would be able to keep the secret from you if I saw you," he said as he squeezed her hand.

"It's beautiful," she whispered. She looked at Lucas and leaned up to give Lucas a kiss. "I love you," she whispered as she pulled him into a hug.

"I love you too," he said as he kissed the top of her head. And I know I am going to ruin the surprise if I wait because I know I'll slip soo….." he said as he moved away from her and pulled something from his pocket. He got on one knee in front of her and all Brooke could do was mutter Oh my God.

"Brooke Penelope Davis, I have been in love with you since the day I saw you. As I got to know you I got to see a completely different side than you show the world. Everyday I wake up and you are the first thing I think of and the last thing before I go to bed. I want to grow old with you and learn everything else there is to discover about you. I want to build a life with you and be there with you when all of your dreams, and mine, come true. Will you please spend the rest of your life with me and be my wife," he said as he took hold of her hand.

"Yes….Yes Lucas I will," she said as he slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her into his arms as she squealed in delight.

Of course that marriage proposal turned into a night of the most intense lovemaking they had ever experienced and they had almost burned down Karen's house when they forgot about the food. Neither of them had attended college because they chose to go to New York and Brooke had started up her clothing line. It took off instantly and Lucas had gotten his first book published.

They were more in love with eachother everyday and when Brooke found out two years later that they were expecting a baby both were ecstatic. It wasn't something that was planned, but it was more than welcome. Both had agreed that the city was not a place to raise a baby so they packed up and moved back to Tree Hill. Things were perfect. Brooke had managed to get a store open there and it was very successful. Lucas was hard at work on his second novel and when they weren't working they were setting up their new home and the nursery.

Jimmy had his daddy's car

And the keys to Jenny's heart

A fifth of whiskey on the floorboard

Almost gone

Havin' the time of their life

Had only one thing on their mind

Never saw the flashin' lights

Or the train comin' on

Now there's a wreath and two small crosses

On the right side of the road

Reminders of a love that won't grow

Six months later they gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. They both spent less time at work and more time watching their baby grow. They were both there for all of the firsts and couldn't wait for all the future held for them. Brandon was the perfect mix of his parents. He had his mothers dark hair and her curious nature and he had his fathers piercing blue eyes and broody nature.

Flashback

"Come on Brooke you can do this," Lucas said as he ran his hand over Brooke's sweat covered forehead.

"I can't Lucas. It…It hurts too much Luke," Brooke cried as another contraction hit and the doctors told her to push.

"You can do it baby, I know you can. You are the strongest person I know. You have to push Brooke otherwise it could be bad for the baby," he tried to coax her. He felt bad because he knew that she was in so much pain. His fingers hurt because she was squeezing so hard. He couldn't complain though because she had it so much worse than him. All he could do was try and motivate his tired wife and be there for her through everything—maybe pass some of his strength to her.

One hour later and the baby was seconds from being born. With one last push Brooke had delivered their little boy and his tiny cries filled the room. Both of their eyes filled with tears. Lucas momentarily left Brooke's side and cut the umbilical cord and Brooke rested her eyes until her beautiful baby was placed in her arms. Lucas kissed her forehead and they both sat mesmerized starring at the baby boy that they had created. All Luke could mumble was thank you and I love you's to Brooke as he kissed her head and hands. In that moment they were happier than they had ever been and they had a stronger bond than they had ever experienced. It was no longer about just the two of them. They now had another life to take care of.

He was a very smart child. There wasn't anything that you could get past him and sometimes that got him in more trouble than it was worth. He liked to touch things and feel textures, always wanting to know about every detail.

Flashback

"Brandon Nathan Scott don't you dare," Brooke scolded her son as he went to play with a vase that Haley had been given by her mother. Her son looked at her with guilty blue eyes and dropped his hands. At four years old he was curious to touch everything and that had included an incident with the light socket last week and tears for an hour.

Lucas asked Brooke a question and she turned her attention from her son long enough to pick up the vase and it slipped from his hands, shattering all over the floor.

Haley kept telling her not to worry about it but Brooke felt really bad. That was the last thing her mother had given her before she passed and Brooke put Brandon in the corner for thirty minutes and felt bad listening to him cry for his daddy and repeating that mommy is mean.

As Brandon grew he got more independent. He loved spending time with Nathan and Haley's son Jamie. They were frequently spending the night at one or the others house and they were inseparable. When it came time for family vacations both of the Scott families usually spent them together. They were all very close and there wasn't anything that the others didn't know. Watching Jamie and Brandon together made them realize that they wanted another child. Nathan and Haley were expecting their second because they felt that it would make Jamie less lonely when one of them were away for work and Brandon couldn't be there. Both Brooke and Lucas agreed that they wanted the same thing for Brandon and so began constant nights of lovemaking and quickies wherever they could be squeezed in.

Flashback

"Harder Luke," Brooke moaned as Lucas thrusted into her in the bathroom. Both of the children were playing in Brandon's room and they both had a sudden urge.

Lucas hit a point inside Brooke that made her let out a rather loud moan. "Brooke…shh…uhhh baby…the kids will…will hear. Shit baby I'm close," he grunted as he started moving faster and harder into Brooke. Even the washer that she was perched on was starting to shake beneath her from Lucas's pace. He was gripping her hips and pulling her into him with each thrust as he breathed heavily into her ear.

"Yeah…Luke like that…shit…ughh," she moaned out as she reached her point and dug her nails into his back. She bit down on his shoulder as he gripped her hips harder and with two more pushes he was there and finally getting his release. He kissed her to muffle the noise as her body took all that he had left. He pulled out and kissed her sweetly on the lips, cheek, and neck before backing away from her and the washer.

"That was…that was great," Lucas grinned as he backed away and pulled up his pants that were pooled at his feet.

Brooke jumped down from the washer and pulled her panties on as she straightened her skirt and fixed her make-up in the mirror. She loved these random sessions where they just had a fast, quick and rough session. It definitely kept things interesting. She was glad Lucas could get her off quickly as she heard the footsteps of two boys running down the stairs yelling for a snack.

She gave a quick kiss to Lucas and headed out of the room repeating, "I'm coming kids, I'm coming." Lucas chuckled at her and loved her more in that moment. She would drop anything at the drop of a dime if her son needed her…and that included sex. She really was an amazing mother.

Around Brandon's fifth birthday things had started to get strained between Lucas and Brooke. They had been trying unsuccessfully for months to get pregnant again and it didn't seem to be working. It could have something to do with the fact that Lucas was spending more and more time away from home and Brooke was stretched thin with work and her motherly duties. Lucas was in the middle of his third book and between re-writes, meetings, and press he was kept busy. All of his free moments were spent with his family but he was also stressed and tired. Both he and Brooke were passionate about their careers, but that could be trying at times especially with a rambunctious child that had a never-ending supply of energy. That all changed that cold January evening.

I wonder if guardian angels cry

When they see it all played out

And as they stand with their hands tied

Oh, do they cry out loud

Flashback

Brooke and Lucas were on the way home from a night out with Haley, Nathan, Jamie, Peyton, Jake and Jenny. Brandon was fast asleep in the backseat and his parent were arguing in the front seat.

"Just lay off already Brooke," Lucas huffed as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. "I'm sick of having this conversation with you over and over."

"Well maybe if you were home more often we wouldn't be having these conversations all the time," Brooke said as she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her husband.

"Oh lay off already. It's not all MY fault that things aren't going as planned. Do you expect me to give up my entire life? Do I harp on you about your 'Passion for Fashion," he mocked her.

"Do not patronize me Lucas. I have given up most of my company to raise our son while you are away more than you are home. We agreed that we wanted to try for more kids and now you are blaming me because it isn't happening. Maybe if you weren't working all the time or sleeping when you were home it would happening a whole lot quicker."

"There you go. It's all back on me again. Poor Brooke does no wrong. She can have everything and it doesn't matter if anyone else has dreams, so long as hers come first."

"You know what Lucas…fuck you. I am seriously wondering how I still love you lately," she said as she fought back tears.

"Yeah well I wonder that everyday," Lucas huffed under his breath.

"What did you just say to me," Brooke asked so hurt that Lucas just said that to her.

"Lucas gripped the wheel tighter and turned his head her way. His voice was so cold. "I said that I…"but her didn't get to finish his sentence before Brooke's voice broke in and screamed for him to watch out.

He tried to stop, he did, but the car was already coming to fast in his lane. He tried to turn the wheel so his side would be impacted but the ice below the tires turned the car for the impact to brace the passenger side.

Lucas hit his head but he still stayed conscious. He looked to Brooke who was unconscious and bleeding and then his gaze went to the backseat. It was too quiet and Lucas turned to get a response from Brandon but there wasn't one. He was able to get out of the car and he tried so desperately to get Brooke and Brandon to wake up. He didn't want to move them but the backseat was covered in glass. He carefully took Brandon in his arms and cradled him, begging him to wake up until the ambulance arrived.

That night changed Lucas Scott's life forever. His son didn't make it and Brooke was left in a coma for a week. When she woke up and found out that her son had died she had a breakdown. Lucas tried to comfort her but she just wanted to be alone. She would barely talk to Lucas and she spent the first two months sleeping in Brandon's room every night. It was Jamie who finally helped her pick up the pieces of her life.

The problem between the two was that Brooke blamed Lucas for a while. Lucas also blamed Brooke and it eventually took a toll on their marriage. Five months after the accident was the end.

Flashback

Lucas was trying to repair his marriage. He had put his book on hold and spent his free time with Brooke. Tonight she had prepared them a special dinner and it soon led to them in the bedroom. However Lucas was having a hard time getting…well hard. Brooke was trying unsuccessfully but it finally became too much. She cried and asked him what was wrong.

"I'm sorry Brooke. I just can't do this," Lucas said as he ran his hands over his face.

"Do what Lucas? Is it something I did?"

"I can't be with you Brooke because of the guilt I feel," Lucas said finally looking over to Brooke.

She didn't understand. She rubbed her hand along his cheek and the tears fell. "I don't blame you Luke. I know you think I do but I don't….not anymore... It wasn't your fault that the driver was drunk or there was ice. I know you are hurting and so am I but we can get through this," she said as she tried to lace her fingers with his.

He sat up and pulled himself away from her. He stood and looked down on the woman he pledged to love for the rest of his life. Suddenly nothing was the same as before. "I know you don't blame me Brooke…but..but I blame you. If you hadn't picked a fight with me that night he would still be here," he said as he looked at his sobbing wife. He knew he was hurting her but he didn't know what he felt anymore. I tried Brooke, I did but I just,," he paused.

"You just what Lucas,"she asked in-between sobs. She already knew what was coming next.

"I just don't love you anymore," he said as he pulled on his clothes and left the room. He stopped at the door and said one thing before he left: "I'm sorry."

The next day Lucas filed for divorce and left the house. Brooke didn't fight him and two months later Brooke had packed her belongings and moved to New York without another word spoken to Lucas since that night.

It's not supposed to go like that It's not intended to end that way

Life is a journey constantly turning

Down an unknown path

But it's not supposed to go like that

Two and a half years later and here Lucas was. He hadn't changed much in the house except all of his sons belongings were packed and put away. He couldn't stand to have the reminder every day of his life right there. The first year and a half after Brandon's death were crazy for him. He cried, got drunk, and angry with himself. He drove Brooke out of his life and hurt her more than he ever thought possible.

He picked up the newspaper and made his way to the coffee pot. He scanned over the front page as he sipped the hot liquid. When he read the headline towards the bottom the cup slipped from his hand and smashed on the floor at his feet.

Good? Bad? Sucked? Let me know what you think and if I should continue. The next chapter is already in progress if you guys are interested.