Uh..I don't really know what this is. I mean it's a BLP high school fic, but I have no clue if I'm gonna continue it. It's short I know..but I haven't written in such a long time, so I'm hoping this brings me out of my funk. Please review and feel free to tell me it's confusing or whatever, I welcome it all. I mean, I don't really know what it's about myself. (The lyrics are from a song called Konstantine, and Brooke's the narrator, just so you know.) --Jaimie
And you don't want to be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant
Interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
'Cause you're afraid to find out all the hope
That you had sent into the sky by now had... crashed
And it did because of me
This isn't a fairy tale.
That's not how life works.
The wishing, the hoping. It doesn't work. It doesn't magically bring you some happy fucking ending.
Because someone always gets screwed over.
And this time, that someone is me.
And last time, that someone was me.
It's an interesting story actually. A boy, a girl, and a Brooke Davis who always seems to be getting in the way.
It doesn't matter that I love him. Not to me and definitely not to her. That's been a fact for a long time, I know it and so does she.
I'm not here begging for your pity. I'm begging for a way out of this stupid triangle, rectangle, pentagon whatever it is that's been stalking me since last year. Each time I try something just pulls me back in. I want it to be different, I want to change, but now it's too complicated and hard.
My only way out is to get over him. But I don't really know how to do that. You would think that when a boy tells you he's in love with someone else, you'd back off.
But I didn't. Honestly, I liked being hurt. Why else would I keep coming back for more?
This is to a girl who got into my head
With all the fucked up things I did
No, could you let me go
I didn't think so
I'm ripped apart inside, and way to passionate about a romance that doesn't even include me. I want to cry and scream and punch them both until they feel the pain that I did.
"Brooke, you know like i really like you too..but if something were ever to happen between me and Peyton and we broke up..I mean, you and I are never gonna happen basically. But I still like you, so..."
"It really pisses me off that you still have a thing for him Brooke. I mean, Jesus, grow up and get over it. He picked me."
They both disgust me. My best friends. Yeah, right..