Completely Broken
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"Brooke, wake up." Said Tim.
"What?" she asked while stretching her arms.
"Are you coming to school or not?" He asked.
"Um, I don't think so, not today Tim." She answered.
"Come on, Brooke. I know you're still upset with Dean's death, but you need to get back to school, so get up your ass and go, you have fifteen minutes!" shouted Tim.
"You're such an ass!" She shouted back.
"Okay, I'm an ass, but I'm the only one who's actually caring right now!" Tim says before slamming the door.
Fifteen minutes later and Brooke begins to put her moccasins on, she's wearing a great sweatshirt with Winchester on the back, black sweatpants, her hair is up in a ponytail, and no makeup on.
As Tim and Brooke start to get out of the car, Brooke freezes.
"Brooke, come on I'll go in with you." Tim said.
"No, its fine I just need to take a breath, you go." Brooke said.
"Okay, well if you need anything text me or just find me." Tim says starting to make his way to the front of the school.
As Brooke began to walk into school she could feel all the stares, it felt like rays ripping in her skin. She proceeded to make her way to her locker with her head down, wishing nobody came to talk to her.
"Brooke!" a short brown haired girl shouted from across the hall.
Brooke didn't want to speak to her, so she still had her head down and still was walking to her locker.
"Brooke, wait up!" Haley yelled.
"Haley, please I just don't want to talk to anyone today, I'm sorry." Brooke walked away.
Brooke's first period started and she walked in five minutes late. Her teacher didn't say anything by the way she saw Brooke. She just kept teaching.
Brooke still kept her head down at her desk. The only time she looked up when she looked next to her where the desk Dean would always sit there.
Brooke's eyes began to water and everyone stared at her, she got up from her seat and ran out to go to the bathroom, went into the stall and cried. She had tried to stop when she heard two girls come in.
"So do you guys know what happened?" a tall blonde straight haired girl asked.
"I heard that right before the accident Brooke and Dean were having a fight about some other girl and he was drunk ran out of her house and got into an accident cause he was drinking." A red head stated.
"Do you really have to go?" Brooke said.
"Yes, my mom needs some help." Said Dean.
"Ugh, fine." Brooke pouted.
"I'll call you when I get home I promise." Dean kissed Brooke.
"See ya later boyfriend." Said Brooke.
"Feels good hearing that." Said Dean.
"Feels good to say it." Brooke smile as Dean was leaving.
That was the last time Brooke talked to Dean before the accident.
"That's probably right, but I've never seen them fighting though, they were perfect." The blonde said.
Duh Becky, that's what they wanted you to think, I heard when they're together they argue a lot and then he hits her." Rachel said.
"That's just a lie!" Becky said.
"Hey, who knows, I just know they both weren't perfect." Rachel said as they were leaving.
Brooke comes out and just starts to cry even more.
"I should've never came today, how could people be so mean?" Brooke thought to herself.
She ran out of the bathroom before the next bell rang so she could leave school.
She didn't see where she was going and ran into a tall blonde cutie.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry I didn't see where I was going." Brooke apologized.
"No, it's fine, it was my fault." Lucas said.
"You're Lucas right?" asked Brooke.
"Yeah, and you're Brooke Davis. Hey I'm sorry about Dean. It must be hard." Said Lucas.
"Thanks.." said Brooke.
"If you need anything, let me know Dean was my friend too and I lost my dad two years ago, I know how it is." Said Lucas.
"Thanks Lucas, but I'm fine." Brooke lied as she was walking away.
Lucas smiled as she was walking away.
"Excuse me." Brooke looked down.
"What do you want?" Rachel asked
"This is my locker." Brooke said quietly.
"Listen! I'm not moving till I'm done talking to my friends." Rachel used a bitchy voice.
"No honey you listen! My boyfriend just died, you're making up shit, and you're annoying!" Brooke yelled.
Rachel stepped in closer to Brooke then suddenly Tim comes in to end it.
"Rachel, get the hell out of here NOW!" Yelled Tim.
As Rachel was leaving she whispered to Brooke. "This isn't over slut." Whispered Rachel.
"Tim, take me home now." Brooke said.
"Fine, let's go." Tim said.
When they get home.
"Sara, can you come to the store with me please? She asked.
"Yeah, of course." Sara answered.
While they were driving.
"You can't tell mom, dad, Billy, or Tim okay." Said Brooke.
"Okay, now tell me what is it?" Asked Sara.
"I might be pregnant." Brooke said.
"What, no!" yelled Sara.
"I don't know yet, just can you go in there and get me a test? Brooke asked.
"Okay." Answered Sara.
At home.
"What is it?" Sara asked.
Brooke looks.
"Its…"
