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It was an accident. They swear it was, they didn't mean to kill him. But they did and now they have to do the last thing they wanted to ever and move to a small town. It's a little scary living your life with a secret no one knows about. Knowing that with one slip of the tongue your whole life can crash around you. But what's the scarcest is falling in love for the first time and having someone keep you from being able to be with them, falling in love all over again with someone you swore you never would again and finding sometimes an accident can ruin everything.
They stood still in the dark cold room. Just staring at it. Could they even call it an it. It was a person, a real living breathing thing but it wasn't breathing anymore.
"Natilley what did I do?" her voice cracked as her body shivered. The room really wasn't that cold, being it was the summer and they were close to the beach, but her body was still shaking. Everything was shaking and she was more than sure if her best friend wasn't holding her arm right now she would crumple to the ground like a house of cards.
"Nothing…" Quinn shook her head knowing her best friend was scared if she called her by her real name, "Sky look at me," she ordered but her friend stood still, "Damn it Brooke look at me!" she yelled grabbing her chin and yanking her eyes away from the scene. "You did nothing. It was an accident," she told her but her best friend's hazel eyes looked back at the motionless figure on the bed.
"An accident," she whispered wishing she could do this whole night over. That she didn't come to this party, didn't drink too much and didn't let this guy lead her up to a bedroom. Cause if none of that happened, then this wouldn't have happened.
"Yes and accident and we are going to fix it."
"Sky hurry your skinny ass up!" Quinn called for her friends as she put on her clothes for the day. Quinn Natilley James is your typical teenager. With her 5'5" stature and small frame the eighteen year old beauty was half of the most popular girls in school. She was gorgeous, it was known, her perfectly back from the beach tan and her gorgeous brown hair that just seemed to shine in the light and grey eyes that people looked in and wished they could read her, but you can't. There is only one person who can read anything on Quinn's mind and that's the person heading down the stairs.
"I'm coming damn," Brooke growled running down the stairs fixing her top. Brooke Penelope Davis or Sky as many people call her was the second half of the best friend duo. Her long brown locks flowing like silk down her back stopping at just below her shoulders, her dark hazel eyes that people swore held so much mystery. "Why is bitch being a Tilley this morning?" Brooke questioned feeling like this was the fifteenth time her best friend yelled at her since she woke up.
"Because we are late as always. Plus I didn't get my bitch nickname for baking cookies for the homeless," she smirked grabbing her book bag throwing it over her right shoulder.
"And I didn't get tease for sleeping with the school," Brooke smirked back getting an eye roll for her best friend.
"Nope just for teasing the hell out of them and then only screwing Felix."
"Tilley!" she shrieked slapping her best friend on the arm as they rounded the corner to Quinn's car. Quinn or Tilley as she goes by more with friends moved when she turned sixteen. She use to live in a small town of North Carolina until stuff went down she still hates to talk about. After begging her parents to let her leave she moved to California where her mom's cousin lived and quickly made best friends with Brooke.
No one really knew about her past life but her best friend whose famous line is 'forget the past look to the future keep your head high and shoot for the stars,' hence why Quinn has nicknamed her Sky. Yet when she moved Quinn changed herself, she changed her name on all the records to go by her middle name and changed her thoughts on life completely. The once sweet shy girl became the person she was today. A little bitchy, a little cold hearted and a lot closed off to the world.
Brooke however was a little bit of the old Quinn/Tilley. She though had her bitch side also has her softer side. The side that really doesn't get shown much but does and when people see it it's amazing. Her parents are never around which explained her closed off side and the fact she trust no one added to it. The relief she felt when her best friend moved in next door two years ago was something no one got since Brooke understood Quinn like no one else.
Best friends, always together, nothing could tear them apart. Every day at school you saw the pair, every weekend at parties you saw the pair and when there was some game whether football, baseball, or anything again you saw the pair.
"What did I lie?" Quinn asked kinking her eyebrow at her best friend as she pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the school. Quinn knew Brooke would just roll her eyes at that question. They don't lie to each other, maybe everyone else, maybe to their other friends, their families and occasionally their boyfriends but to each other. Never.
"Shut up…" Brooke mumbles staring out the car window.
"Point one to Tilley," Quinn laughed spinning her dial on the radio blaring the music as they headed to school.
One doesn't really enjoy the whole high school experience. Like even the people who pretend to love it actually hate it and Quinn and Brooke were no different. They were the most popular girls in school that was just how it was but doesn't mean they enjoyed it. Truth was you rarely found the girls in a classroom mainly because they felt they didn't have to go. Instead you would catch them in the court yard, chilling in Quinn's car, or the gym. Really anywhere that wasn't where they were supposed to be.
"Party Friday we going or not?" Quinn asked as she opens up her locker.
"Whose party?" Brooke asked as she flipped open her cell phone texting their other friend Ella. Ella they have both known for years, she used to complete the threesome until Ella became…well not sure what she became but other than the every now and then text they don't hang out.
"Umm…I think its Johnny's this weekend," Quinn shrugged knowing she isn't going unless Brooke is.
"Sure nothing else to do," Brooke shrugged shutting her phone then slightly tensioning when two arms wrap around her waist.
"Hey gorgeous," he whispered in her ear biting on her earlobe and Brooke just pulled herself away from him. "What is wrong with you?" Felix asked once again annoyed his girlfriend is giving him the look that she wants to stab him.
"I told you Felix I'm pissed at you," Brooke reminded him as Quinn just reopened her locker so it didn't look as she was listening to the conversation.
"What did I do now?" Felix asked falling against the locker rolling his eyes yet again at his girlfriend's dramatics.
"I don't know maybe doing body shots off the entire cheerleading squad has something to do with it."
"Brooke I said I was sorry. It wasn't even a big deal it was just a few body shots not like I had sex with any of them," Felix smiled a little giving her his best innocent face. Quinn rolled her eyes knowing her best friend is about to let him get away with it again. Brooke always lets him get away with everything he does. "You know I love you," he smiled reaching for his girlfriend's hand pulling her back to him. "You're my girlfriend none of the dumb shit I do is going to change the fact I love you."
"I know," Brooke sighed picking at his shirt. "I love you too."
"I'm going to class," Quinn growled a little slamming her locker once again. What is wrong with her best friend? Felix is nothing but a cheating ass who gets away with it all the time because he gives Brooke his little I love you please forgive my stupid shit and she takes him back. That doesn't work for her, she doesn't forget that easy.
"And saying sorry doesn't change a thing to me! You can say sorry all damn day and it doesn't change anything!" she yelled ripping up another picture and throwing it in the trash, "Sorry doesn't take back what happened," she frowned as the tear slipped out of her eye and down her cheek.
"How about I didn't do it?" he asked walking up and wrapping his arms around her waist. "What about that? Does that change anything?" he begged pulling her into him as she stood crying.
"I don't believe you. She wouldn't lie about that, she is my friend," she shook her head wiggling out of his arms but he yanks her back into him hard.
"And I'm your boyfriend who loves you!"
"Morning," she heard pulling her out of her thoughts as he kisses her cheek then taking the seat in front of her.
"Hey David," she smiled a little yet still clearly frowning. David was great to her, he treated her pretty well but at the end of the day her mind would still travel across the country to him and what he was doing. "You going to Johnny's party?" she asked trying to get back her smile.
"No I think I am going to skip. You know that really isn't my thing," David shrugged pulling out his notebook to copy the notes and Quinn nodded knowing that's true.
"Felix stop…" Brooke giggled some pushing her boyfriend away from her as he starts to attack her neck. "Baby we are in the middle of the hallway."
"Well we are in the middle of the hallway and at school so maybe these kids might actually learn something they can use in life," Felix shrugged making Brooke laugh more before slamming his lips into hers. "What you doing tonight? You want to come over?"
"I'm going to a party with Tilley," Brooke told him as she ran her hands through his dark hair and frowns a bit when he stops kissing her.
"Whose?" he asked not at all happy his girlfriend going to some party without even asking him first.
"Johnny's."
"No you're not going there," Felix pretty much ordered.
"Umm yes I am. Quinn asked I said yes and I'm going," Brooke told him pushing him off her and fixing her shirt.
"No you're not," Felix repeated grabbing her wrist tight slamming her back up against the locker behind them.
"Ouch Felix let go," she squirmed but his grip just tightens on her wrist.
"You're not going Brooke," he again told her.
"Yes!" she growled back once again shoving him off her. "I am going so get the hell over it. Better yet just don't talk to me," she told him rubbing her sore wrist as she walked down the hall to class.
"Tilley," Quinn heard and her head flies up to look at her best friend standing in the doorway and knowing the look she was giving. "Come here," Brooke ordered and with a quick kiss on the cheek to David she grabbed her stuff and follows.
"What?" Quinn asked as they start walking back out of the class and down the hall towards the gym.
"I don't want to go to class today and you have that look so I know you don't either," Brooke shrugged pushing open the gym doors and towards the exit where their cars are.
"Brooke you ok?" Quinn asks noticing the look on her best friend's face.
"Yeah I'm fine," Brooke told her pulling her sleeves down over her hands before looping her arm through her best friend's. "So what are we going to wear to this party?"
So this is a new story I have stuck in my head that I can't get out! I'm a little stuck on my whole Best Friend Little Story and since I love Clay and Quinn and Brucas I thought about making this story. It's really different than any story I have written and I would like all your thoughts if I should continue.
So please Review :D