It's been six years since she left everything she knew, her friends, her whole world, her Tree Hill, but today everything will change. Brooke Davis is coming home from the horror she encounter, the bloody war she had fought. She wanted hope, she wished for hope she was a warrior. She looked at the house in front of her,
Suddenly her heart dropped,
This was a mistake.
Brooke Davis rolled out of bed. Her body hurt so much, her eyes were filled with hate and fire. It's the monster he has created, He has pushed the old Brooke out, and he killed her painfully and slowly. She doesn't recognize the girl who is staring back in her bathroom window. That girl is broken, that girl is lost, that girl is misunderstood, She doesn't know how to cry anymore, That girl knows she has to keep fighting.
Mommy" Brooke turned around, the fire blew out, the monster had hit into the closet, there was her 4-year-old daughter Emma. She was beautiful, Emma reminded Brooke of her, an exact replica, a clone. Emma's hair fell down her mid back and when she smiles two dimples show, everything that defines Emma Screams out Brooke except her eyes. Brooke always told Emma she had her father's eyes, sky blue, and big, until the incident happened because at that moment Brooke's husband, mark, his eyes had changed to pure devilish black.
"Good morning sleepy head, why don't you go into the kitchen I'll make you some breakfast"
"Can I have pancakes" She smiles exposing her dimples
"Yes Ems, you can"
"Can they be chocolate chip" she held her breath, wishing, hoping she could. Chocolate chip pancakes were rare in the Davis house, since Mark always picked out breakfast, but today he wasn't home.
"Yes you can" Brooke looked down at her daughter, who dashed out of the bathroom to the kitchen cheering, that made Brooke smile.
Brooke left her daughter in the kitchen table humming and eating her pancakes. She headed into her bedroom; she hates being inside, too many memories that make her shiver. She got down under her bed, takes out two luggage's a pink one with the words Emma written across, and a dull black one. She's been waiting for this day;Today is the day to breakaway.
"Mommy I'm done" she sang."
"Good job baby, but now we have to go."
"Were are we going," this is all Emma has ever known. she's never been anywhere but were she lives Harlem, New York.
"Were going faraway, back to were I grew up, back to Tree Hill"
It is a long drive back but Brooke feels it's all worth it.
- Welcome To Tree Hill, North Carolina-
She's Home
It's been six years; she left everything she knew...
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