Summary: Brooke Davis was living the dream, newly married to her college boyfriend. Life was hers for the taking, but behind the bubbly happy persona Brooke held a deep dark secret. A secret about her past, a secret so big not even Lucas knew about it. The identity of Brooke Penelope Davis was born just five years ago... The day that Jane Louise Morello died... Scary story, based loosely on the Halloween movies.
Author's Note: So I have wanted to write a scary story for a while and I couldn't decide on what exactly to write. This Halloween I will celebrate my 32nd birthday... So this is a little happy (morbid) birthday present to me. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything One Tree Hill related, if I did the show would have gone another direction. I also don't own the Halloween movie concept, this story is AU and obviously that part is all me. :)
Jane Says
"Damn Davis where did that scar come from?" Nathan said as Brooke removed her cover up and revealed her bikini.
Brooke looked down at the jagged scar that stretched from her rib cage to her belly button. "It's a dumb story, nothing that I should even bother repeating."
"Come on pretty girl," Lucas smiled, "Which story does Nate get to hear?"
Brooke smiled at Lucas, her husband of three months and tapped her chin, "Let's see I was jumping out of a plane to rescue some orphans out of a burning building-"
"And your shoot didn't open and you crashed into a tree." Haley finished, "That's the one you told me."
"Alright, how about I was in a car crash-" Brooke began.
Lucas huffed, "And you had to be cut from the car but the firemen missed the seat-belt and cut you." Everyone laughed, "That's the one you told me."
Brooke folded her arms across her chest, "Those two are the best ones I have."
"How about the truth?" Nathan asked, "I know you said it's a lame story but I for one would love to hear it," Nathan looked at the scar again, "I am sure it's crazy because that scar is huge."
Brooke closed her eyes and willed herself not to think about the events that actually led to how she got the scar, "I decided to ditch school one day and had to climb a chain link fence, I got stuck on the top and gave myself this giant scrape. It was terribly deep in a few places, I had to go to the hospital and get stitches. Explaining to my parents that I almost disemboweled myself skipping school was just plain awful I was grounded for a month I think."
Nathan took a sip of his beer, "You're right, that was pretty lame Davis. I expected better," Nathan said, shaking his head.
"Why do you think I tell those crazy stories?" Brooke put her cover up back on, "I'll be right back I'm going to change into a different swim suit."
Haley splashed water at Nathan, "Look what you did. Brooke you don't have to do that, I thought I had him well trained. Even the best dogs still pee on the floor from time to time."
"It isn't Nathan, I just want to put on a suit with more coverage," Brooke motioned, "I'm cold."
"Hurry back pretty wife," Lucas smiled, "I'll miss you."
Brooke blew Lucas a kiss, "I love you, I'll be right back."
Brooke hurried into the house and didn't stop till she got to the master bedroom. She sat down on the bed and did her best to calm her nerves. "Just breathe Brooke, breathe." Brooke laid back on the bed and rubbed her scar.
-Flashback-
"O you're hurting my wrist." Jane said with a frown, "You know how easy I bruise, I'm not going to be able to explain it to dad. Volleyball is over till after the New Year."
"I'm not letting you leave the house dressed like that, you look like a whore," Owen said, practically spitting in her face.
Jane looked at herself in the mirror, "Come on Owen everyone is going to be dressed like this you know how Phoebe is about her birthday."
"What are you supposed to be?" Owen folded his arms across his chest, "A slutty rainbow?"
"I'm Rainbow Bright," Jane said matter of factually, "Phoebe wanted everyone to dress up like their favorite children's cartoon. So I'm Rainbow Bright, don't you remember how into her I was. Mom insisted on me keeping all of that stuff for when I have my own kids, all of my stuffed animals are in the attic."
Owen finally released her wrist, "I thought Phoebe was done with costume parties after last year?"
"Nope, she said as long as her birthday was still Halloween, we had to play along," Jane laughed, "I too thought last year was the last one, I mean 19 isn't even a BIG birthday."
"Well Phoebe doesn't need an excuse to dress like a prostitute and have a party where she is the center of attention," Owen glared thinking of his other younger sister, 'the black sleep slut,' he thought to himself, he would be damned if he let Jane turn into Phoebe.
"Lighten up O, Phoebe isn't that bad." Jane smiled, "So what are you going to be? A smurf? He-Man?"
-End Flashback-
Brooke came back outside wearing a monokini, "Wait, where are you all going?"
"You were gone a while, we thought we would head out and get some ice cream," Haley said wrapping herself in a towel. "You interested in coming with us? I am seeing a pistachio cone in your future."
"That sounds like fun, let me go change again." Brooke shrugged at the groans of Lucas, Nathan and Haley, "I'll be right back, I'll be quick this time." Ten minutes later Brooke re-emerged "Ta-da" She snapped.
"Beautiful," Lucas smiled, "I think we get ice cream with the old married couple then we come back home for a little rest and relaxation." Lucas winked before kissing her cheek, "Have I told you lately that marrying you was the best decision I have ever made."
After they got to the ice cream parlor and received their orders Brooke licked her pistachio cone, "Is there anything better than ice cream?" Brooke wondered to her friends, "I can't think of anything."
"Sex," Lucas answered.
Nathan laughed, "Yeah, sex is better than ice cream."
"I agree with Brooke, ice cream is pretty awesome," Haley laughed, "But-"
"Jane Louise?" The woman in front of them stopped and said, "Oh my goodness Jane Louise Morello when did you move to North Carolina?"
Brooke gulped, "I think you're mistaken, my name is Brooke Davis."
"Scott," Lucas finished, "Don't forget the Scott."
Brooke shook her head, "How could I possibly forget, Brooke Davis-Scott." She grasped Lucas's hand, "Sorry, I'm not this Jane girl."
The woman scratched her head of frizzy red hair, "No dear, I could have sworn you were Jane Louise but now that memory serves me you couldn't be her, she's deceased." The woman took out her phone, "Could you give me just a second, I would love to show you a picture of her, the resemblance is uncanny."
"We were sort of heading out," Brooke said curtly, "Besides looking at pictures of dead girls is a bit too morbid even for my taste."
"Wait," The woman handed Lucas her phone, "The girl in the Rainbow Bright costume is Jane Louise Morello."
Lucas looked at the picture of teenage looking girls, "Wow, pretty girl look you really do look like her."
He gave Brooke the phone and she immediately recognized the picture, 'Phoebe's birthday party,' she thought to herself, she handed the phone back to the woman, "I'm sorry for your loss, you were right though the resemblance is there."
"See," The woman grinned, "I told you. Thank you for humoring a stranger."
"If you don't mind me asking," Lucas stretched his arm over his head and squinted, "How did she die?"
"Oh it's a sad story really," The woman frowned, "Her older brother snapped and killed his entire family. That picture is from Phoebe's birthday party, her last one unfortunately. It was a tragic event that rocked our little town, as soon as my children finished high school my husband and I moved across the country and settled in Raleigh."
"Wow," Haley gasped, "Why did he kill them?"
"No idea, he went full catatonic after. They said he was too crazy to stand trial so they locked him up in a loony bin and threw away the key." The woman ran her hands through her hair, "I'm sorry I've taken up so much of your time and possibly ruined your evening, I'm sorry for that. My husband is always telling me I talk to much," She turned around, "Have a good evening."
"I'm going to take a shower," Brooke smiled, "Will you be waiting for me when I get out?"
"Would you like me to join you?" Lucas smiled devilishly.
"No, I'll be quick," Brooke laughed, "Why don't you get your engines revved and ready for me." She turned towards the bathroom and headed into the shower. She turned the temperature to hot and sucked in a deep breath as the scorching water beat down on her skin. She closed her eyes and before she realized it she was crying.
-Flashback-
"Owen it isn't your responsibility to police your sisters. They will blaze their own paths," Russell Morello said to his son, "If you cannot control your temper you're going to have to find another place to live because I will not let you abuse your sisters."
Owen pounded his head on the table, "Mom would be disappointed in Phoebe and Jane Louise, Phoebe especially. You work too much Dad, you can't be here all the time. I know Phoebe is used goods, I don't want that to happen to Janey."
"Hey dick I'm sitting right here." Phoebe glared, "I'm an adult, I can do what I want. You aren't my dad," Phoebe took off her unicorn horn, "You aren't exactly a shining beacon of virtue yourself."
"It's different for boys and you know it," Owen sneered, "No one is going to marry you when you give it away so easily."
Phoebe opened her mouth, but Jane spoke first, "Enough O, daddy is right. I'm going to go grab Phoebe's cake, play nice everyone." Jane headed to the garage to the extra refrigerator that her dad normally kept beer in and pulled out the cake she had baked for her sister. "We miss you mama," Jane said aloud, "Love you." Jane headed towards the kitchen door when she heard a scream. She dropped the cake and ran inside, "Daddy!" Jane collapsed to the floor next to her father who was bleeding profusely from the neck. "What happened? Where is Phoebe and Owen?"
Russell struggled for breath, "Run angel," Blood dribbled from his mouth, "I love you."
Jane stood up and headed towards the living room, what she saw made her gasp, "O what's going on?"
Owen was on top of their sister Phoebe drenched in her blood, "I saved her Janey don't you see. She wouldn't listen to reason, she wanted to keep living her life as a loose woman." Owen wiped some of Phoebe's blood on his forehead, "Now when she wakes up in Heaven with mom she will be clean and pure again."
Jane's eyes darted around the room then back to her sister, who was lying in an ever-expanding pool of her own blood, "Owen let me call an ambulance."
"No," Owen yelled, before standing up. Jane tried to run away, but he was faster than she was. He smashed her head against the wall, "I'm sorry Janey but this is for your own good. I couldn't bear to watch you turn into Phoebe. Dad said I had a month to figure out another living arrangement, I couldn't sit back and let that happen, Phoebe would have been pregnant inside of six months, did you see that guy she was with at the party?"
Jane cried, "O you're hurting me, you didn't have to do this. Phoebe is a smart girl, she would never jeopardize her cheer scholarship. Please just let me call the police, we can explain what happened. It will all be alright, I promise."
Owen leaned in and kissed his sister on the cheek and plunged the carving knife into Jane's abdomen and pulled up towards her rib cage, "Janey I'm so sorry. Please forgive me, I never meant for any of this to happen."
Jane struggled for air as her arms flailed at her sides, doing everything she could to take her mind off the numbing pain that was now spreading throughout her body, "Owen you don't have to do this," she choked out as Owen stabbed her again and again.
Owen watched as Jane crumbled down to the floor in a heap, he stared at his sisters' lifeless bodies and glanced at their father in the kitchen, he was painfully still. Owen looked down at his shaking hands and stared at his bloodied face in the mirror in the hall. He put the knife to his throat, pressed hard and in one swift motion a fresh wound opened up, he dropped the knife and stumbled back into the living room where his sisters' still lay. He lay down in between them and closed his eyes, the world he knew slowly faded to black.
-End Flashback-
Brooke turned off the shower and slid her nightgown over her still dripping body. She climbed into be with her husband, who was now sound asleep. "Lucas." She whispered.
"Hmmm," He moaned with a yawn.
"Wake up broody, there's something I need to tell you."
Lucas sat up and rubbed his eyes, "What is it pretty girl?"
Brooke felt fresh tears well up in her eyes, she was afraid to tell Lucas the truth, but she knew she had to. She had kept this from him long enough, "You know that woman outside the ice cream parlor?"
"Yeah, what about her."
"She was right about me," Brooke averted his eyes, "My name was Jane Louise Morello."
Lucas was more alert now, "What are you saying?"
"I was born Jane Louise Morello, seven years ago my brother Owen snapped and stabbed my family to death. It was a miracle I survived, after I recovered the FBI gave me a new identity and set me up a life in Tree Hill. I never told you about it because just thinking about it now is too painful." Brooke wiped her face, "Everything else was real, and I am legally now Brooke Penelope Davis so our marriage is valid."
Lucas took a few moments to process everything his wife had just divulged, "The scar, the photo from the woman's phone, all those stories about your childhood. Was any of it real?"
"All of it was real, just my name was different. I have wanted to tell you so many times Lucas I'm so sorry." Brooke sobbed as Lucas pulled away.
"I'm going to go sleep in the spare room, I need time to think. We can discuss this further in the morning." Lucas grabbed his pillow and headed towards the door, "Goodnight pretty girl."
"I love you Lucas." Brooke cried.
"I love you too Broo-," Lucas paused, "Or should I say Jane Louise?" Lucas closed the door behind him and Brooke clutched the pillow and wept.
So... Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?
Let me know what you're thinking about this story... It's only going to be five chapters and it's going to be have a MATURE rating because of the nature of the story. I am warning you, some sections will be graphic...
Thanks for reading!
Krystal
Author's Note: A quick update on my other outstanding stories, I will be posting the remaining chapters of New York State of Mind and Ghosts That We Knew, so that those stories can be finished. I will not be updating my other outstanding stories till I finish NYSOF and GTWK. Thanks for understand and reviewing. I love hearing from all of you.
