Just an old story that I had. Decided to upload it. It IS depressing so if you don't like that kind of stuff then don't read on. Oh it's OOC.
DISCLAIMER : I definitely don't own One Tree Hill or Brooke. If I did do you think I'd be writing this?
Happy Ending
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
The line was no longer jagged.
It was straight.
How did it happen? It wasn't meant to be like this this.
Until a year ago everything was great when suddenly everything changed.
December 25, my life changed that day. My parent's lives would change that day. My friends would be alone that day.
Everything was exposed on December 25.
The Lies
The Betrayal
My Life
Let me start from the beginning, the very beginning.
I, Brooke Penelope Davis, born 18 years ago into a normal happy family. Soon everything changed. When I was younger I would play with Barbie and all the other fake plastic toys. At the young age of 11 years old I was a fake little plastic little girl, caring only about my hair and make-up, living my life. I was a right stroppy cow. Demanding things from my parents as if they were my servants. I just didn't understand life. I just didn't understand suffering, now I do!
At the age of 17 I had a major personality overhaul.
Was it due to the fact that I realised popularity wasn't everything, maybe.
Was it due to parent's always abandoning me, maybe.
Was it due to my lack of real friends, maybe.
Was it due to the fact I was never good enough, maybe.
Was it due to the empty life, most definitely.
At 18, on December 25, Christmas day , today. I was partying in the morning, I mean all the other 18 year olds would to. I was drinking to my friends, I was taking drugs on behalf of my parents. I was acting reckless just for me.
Only for me.
Seeing as I was alone, I didn't care.
If only I listened.
If only I listened to the voice inside my head.
If only I listened to the ghost of the events that took place a year ago.
If only I had common sense.
I decided to drive.
Even though I was drunk.
Even though I was high.
I did it anyway.
I drove.
Why did I do it?
Why?
Someone innocent died because of me.
A family was broken because of me.
Why?
I know in the end I had to pay the price.
I wish I had someone to love with me, some who loved me.
I paid the ultimate price.
Death.
In the car crash that I had caused.
I had died.
The straight line was mine.
My life was gone.
Brooke Penelope Davis
DECEASED 25.12.2005
Loved daughter
Missed friend
Yeah right.
Loved daughter? They were never there!
Missed friend? I have no friends!
Death may be a punishment for some
For me it was just one hell to another.
So much for my happy ending.