A/N: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters. I also do not own the song "Unfaithful." That would be Rihanna's.
The story will be told in Brooke's POV. It's also a teensy weensy bit of AU, because Brooke, Lucas and the other never went to school together, like they do in the show. Brooke met Lucas in her senior year at college. and Brooke met the other person after 3 years of dating Lucas. And she's been cheating on Lucas with that person for 5 months now.
P.S. This story will shock you. You will never believe who Brooke cheats with. You'll find out at the end of the story.
Unfaithful
Story of my life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul
'Cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company
I have to stop doing this. If I don't, it will only break his heart even more. I shouldn't have taken him for granted. I knew he wasn't stupid, that he'd find out. So why am I still doing this? It's not right. And I will only hurt him even more if I continue to do what it is that I'm doing. What am I doing, exactly? And why am I doing it?
He's more than a man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is blue
But clouds are rolling in
Because I'm gone again
And to him I just can't be true
Am I doing it because I just want a good fuck every now and then? Because he can't provide that for me? Is it because I feel trapped? That I feel our relationship is going nowhere and I'm just stuck here? Or is it simply because I'm not happy? This may surprise you, for the answer is none of these things.
And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying
In fact, I am in a happy relationship with Lucas, and I love him very much. But I'm still cheating on him, still breaking his heart. It happens everyday. And he knows I do it. Yet he never says anything. I guess he thinks I'll stop sooner or later. I mean it's easy, right? Well, that would be the case if these happenings were just meant to be one-night stands, and nothing more. But they aren't.
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer
In fact, it's so much more than that. The reason why it's so hard to stop what I'm doing is because of a feeling I have for the other person. I get this feeling everytime I'm around this person. When we're together, I just feel so wanted, so special. And when we're together, and I look into their eyes, it's like no one else exists except us. And for a moment my heart just stops. It's love.
I feel it in the air
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another day
A kiss upon my cheek
He's here reluctantly
As if I'm gonna be out late
I say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well
I'm torn. So torn. I love Lucas. He's perfect. He's the type of man any girl would dream of being with. He's handsome, he's smart, he's funny, and charming. And he's always there for me when I need him. I love him so, so much. But...He's not...Well, he simply isn't the other one.
'Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying
This person isn't perfect. Actually, they're anything but. They're a mess. And they have been ever since childhood. This person used to be addicted to cocaine. They're not rich, like Lucas is. But I don't care. I don't care that they're not perfect. Well, at least not to some people. To me, this person is everything I could ever want. everything I need. They have the most beautiful heart. I met this person on the street. I just bumped into them. Literally. I accidentally ran into them, spilling hot coffee all over them and myself. I apologized over and over, totally feeling like an idiot, and expecting them to get angry, but they just laughed. The laughter, however, soon turned into a fit of coughs. I asked if they would be alright, and with quick nod they left as quickly as I had run into them. But it wouldn't be the last I saw of this person. And now, I'm cheating on my boyfriend with them.
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer
Is it wrong? Yes. Do I feel guilty about it? Absolutely. Do I love Lucas? More than anything. And do I love my other lover? So much that it hurts. I love them both so much. But I can't continue doing this. I can't keep hurting Lucas like this. And I can't keep stringing my other lover along, too.
Our love, his trust
I might as well take a gun and put it to his head
Get it over with
I don't wanna do this
Anymore (anymore)
I'm going to have to stop this, and soon. Before I completely rip both of their hearts out. I will stop this, but not today. As I sip my coffee, I quickly pull a key out of my purse. It's the key to my other lover's apartment. They gave it to me two months into the affair. It comes quite in handy, since I come over everyday. Since it's snowing out, my fingers feel like they're about ready to fall off. I quickly put the key in the lock, but before I can turn the key, the door opens to reveal my other lover. They smile at me and lean against the door frame.
"Hey. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show," they say.
"Why would I not show up? I come every fucking night. Do you how many times I've lied to my boyfriend for you?
They just smirk.
"Aww, don't be like that, beau. You know you want me. You think I'm sexy."
I smile and roll my eyes.
"Look, would you just let me in? I'm freezing out here."
"If I do, you have to do something for me in return."
"Alright, alright!" I laugh. "Just let me in, already."
They move aside. When I get inside I remove my coat, scarf, and gloves.
"I trust those won't be the only parts of clothing you'll be removing," they say.
"You're right," I smile. "They won't be."
"You know, I told you if I let you in you would have to do something for me in return."
"Again, you're right," I say.
They smile and walk toward me, pulling me closer.
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer
"Alright, what did you want?" I ask, knowing full well what they wanted.
"This," they pull our faces together so our lips meet in a soft, sweet kiss. I have my hands around their neck, playing with their hair, while their hands rest on my hips. After what seems like forever in that sweet heaven, we finally pull apart.
"I love you, Brooke," they say.
"I love you, too, Peyton," I reply as we begin to kiss again.
I'm so messed up. So torn. But right now, none of that matters, because I'm with her.
THE END
A/N: Okay, let me here the "OMG's" and "What the hell's" in the reviews. Yes, I am expecting at least 5 reviews. Can you do that for me, people? Please? Reviews are L.O.V.E.
Okay, I'm beginning to sound a little too needy and a lot like Ashlee Simpson (shudders), so I'll stop. But really, I'd like reviews.
Anyway, now you see why I had to keep using they and them and other lover in the story, because I couldn't give anything away. I think that was the whole point of this one-shot to surprise any of you who, for some reason decided to read this. lol Also, I really don't think I did my best with this story, but I tried. Really. And I really don't think this is going to be the end. I'm thinking of writing a story (not a one-shot, just so we're clear) about how Brooke and Peyton met, and no, I will no longer continue to use they and them in the story, but, guess what? Peyton's real name! Yay! clears throat I hope you all know I was being sarcastic.
I hope you all liked the very short Breyton interaction I included in there at the very end of the story. I love my Breyton. It's so sad to see there aren't very many of them. I think the reason is because People who are into One Tree Hill femslash are into Baley the most. I really don't see why, though. I never thought they would look good as a couple. I mean, isn't Breyton just so...Love? Wouldn't you agree? You can say no. It's not like I'm pointing a gun to your head. It's just a simple question. Sheesh.
Okay, if I keep talking like this, soon my A/N is going to be longer than my story. Once again, reviews are the shizzzaaayyy! Sorry, I don't speak 'Gangsta.'
Peace and elephant humps to all!
xoxo Kendall xoxo