First of all, thank you so much for your reviews! It truly means a lot to me that you liked the first chapter! For all of you guys that hated Dan, just read this chapter to see what he does next (lol, he actually gets worse...)! Anyway, this is the second chapter, which I hope you will like as well. Please tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the OTH characters.
Chapter 2
"Hold on just a minute!", Brooke hollered at the person who had just rung her doorbell. She quickly put her new, shiny earrings on and studied her reflection in the mirror. Wearing a silky black dress that fit her just right and that accentuated her gorgeous features – she was a knock out. Brooke smiled and went to open the door.
"Hey you…', she smiled at her boyfriend, her eyes twinkling playfully.
"Wow!", Lucas' jaw dropped as he got a good look at his girlfriend, "You look amazing!", Lucas couldn't get his eyes off of Brooke.
"Back at you, boyfriend", Brooke couldn't get enough of Lucas either. Wearing light pants and a formal white shirt, he looked as handsome as humanly possible. The two were heading over to Tric, where Keith was about to celebrate his birthday party. Even before Brooke and Lucas got back together, Keith and Karen had both invited Brooke to come, as they shared a special bond with her, regardless of Lucas, but until Lucas and her were a couple again, Brooke sadly declined, fearing that her presence would be awkward. But the day they got back together, Brooke cheerfully informed Lucas that he was to pick her up at 8 p.m. sharp the night of the party, so they could both arrive on time.
Lucas indeed arrived exactly at 8 p.m., but at the moment, he couldn't care less whether they arrived on time or not. He stepped up closer to Brooke and pulled her close to him, passionately kissing her lips. Brooke returned the kiss, her hands grabbing Lucas' muscular shoulders and then coming up to his face. While kissing, Lucas picked Brooke's light body up so she could be eye-leveled with him, and deepened the kiss. He began to back into Brooke's house with Brooke in his arms when she abruptly stopped the kiss.
"Lucas, we're gonna be late…", Brooke was pretty much breathless, but managed to say. Lucas looked into her hazel eyes with his mesmerizing blue eyes with lust, and just smiled. Without saying a word, he lowered his lips onto Brooke's neck and began kissing her soft, delicate skin long, warm kisses, his tongue lightly caressing her neck and his lips gently sucking her skin.
"Lucas…", Brooke moaned. She didn't really want him to stop, but she also wanted to arrive on time. She gently tried to pull apart, but Lucas persistently pulled her back into him, passionately pressing his lips against her body as he walked deeper into Brooke's house. He lowered Brooke down to her living room couch and lay on top of her, gently pressing his masculine body against her slender figure, which was slightly trembling in passion. As his trail of kisses went from her neck to her shoulders, Lucas' hands went into Brooke's hair, massaging her head.
"Are you messing up my hair?", Brooke managed to break loose of Lucas' grip and sat up. Lucas couldn't help but laugh. Brooke was so high maintenance and so obsessed with her looks. Brooke straightened her hair and got up to her feet, giving Lucas a hand and helping him up too. "Come on, Luke, let's go".
"Brooke…", Lucas protested. All he wanted at the moment was to be with her and nothing else.
"Broody, we'll have plenty of time for that later", Brooke looked at him, flirting with his eyes, until Lucas stopped pouting and followed Brooke out of the house.
"Alright… But I'm gonna hold you to this promise", he informed her.
"You'd better", Brooke winked at him and together they left for the party.
"Brooke, Lucas! I'm so glad you arrived, we were starting to get worried…", Keith greeted the two of them as Karen waved to them from the bar. She was scheduled to leave to New Zealand that night to visit Andy, but promised Keith to attend his party and decided she might as well be working and gave Deb the night off.
"Brooke was taking forever to get ready", Lucas fibbed and smiled at Brooke, who smiled back while poking Lucas' chest with her elbow.
"You know me", she smiled widely, going along with Lucas.
"Well, it doesn't matter as long as you're here", Keith gave each one a squeeze on the shoulder.
"You're right, it doesn't", Lucas said and then grew silent, looking at his uncle with love.
"Happy birthday, Keith", they both wished him, each one giving the kind and beloved man a big hug.
Keith laughed happily as the two hugged him and then looked at them, "Now go have fun", He set them away, but immediately pulled them back, "and by 'fun' I don't mean alcohol, are we clear?", Keith warned the both of them, but truly intended his warn only to Brooke, knowing that where there's alcohol, she had her ways to get it. Brooke looked into Keith's eyes and time and time again was touched by the fatherly care he expressed towards her. The fatherly care her own father never expressed.
"Scout's honor", Brooke held her fingers up and pledged, causing Keith and Lucas to laugh, and then let her true self shine through her perky façade. "Thanks for caring", Brooke hugged Keith again. Surprised by her unpredictable reaction, it took him a moment before he returned her hug. When they broke apart, Brooke had little tears shining in her eyes. "I wish you the happiest birthday ever!", she smiled at him sweetly, quickly wiping the tears away.
"Thank you, sweetie", Keith took her hands in his and squeezed them, smiling at her reassuringly. Lucas put his arm around Brooke's shoulder and the two went deeper into Tric.
"You o.k.?", Lucas rubbed Brooke's shoulders and looked at her face.
"I'm fine", she smiled at him confidently, regaining her composure, "Dance with me", she asked him in her husky voice. Lucas pulled her to the dance floor, and the two began to sway together to the sounds of a heartfelt ballade. Lucas pulled Brooke a bit closer to him and hugged her body tightly. Dancing with her so close to him, he thought that nothing could ruin that perfect moment. He was wrong.
A minute later, as Lucas looked over at the bar, he spotted none other than Dan Scott, a huge amount of empty shot glasses in front of him, two full ones still on the counter, and another one in his hand. As Dan was taking one shot after another, his eyes didn't move off of Lucas and Brooke.
"What the hell is he doing here?", Lucas asked in rage, pulling apart from Brooke. Brooke turned in the direction that Lucas was staring at, and spotted Dan as well.
"Babe, just ignore him", she pleaded with Lucas, holding on to his shoulders, but she was fighting a lost battle, and she knew it.
Lucas darted in Dan's direction and stood right in front of him, their faces almost touching. "Why are you here?', Lucas questioned coldly, knowing that expressing his rage in front of Dan would only cause Dan to feel powerful.
"I was… invited… by my brother", Dan obviously seemed very drunk, as he struggled to complete one coherent sentence and whispered the last part of it.
"Oh yeah?", Lucas cocked an eyebrow in disbelief. "We'll just have to see about that", Lucas gave Dan an intimidating glare and left him in search of Keith. Dan just laughed evilly. His plan was working out as he had planned. He stood up on his feet unstably and walked towards Brooke, who remained on the dance floor alone.
"Hello Miss Davis", Dan smirked at her, his rough hand laying on her shoulder, "How are you doing today?"
"I'm fine, Mr. Scott… Are you o.k.?", she tried to look at him, but his eyes wandered around the room without focus. "He is so wasted…", Brooke thought to herself.
"Come on, Mr. Scott, let's help you get a seat", she tried to help him off the dance floor, and groaned as she felt his weightful body leaning on her.
"You look pretty today, Ms. Davis", Dan was now giggling as he let himself run his hands through Brooke's silky hair. Brooke was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable. She searched the room with her eyes, but found no trace of Lucas or Keith.
"Mr. Scott, I think you had a little too much to drink. Why don't I call a cab so that you can go home?", Brooke suggested kindly, but Dan wasn't listening.
"Let's dance", Dan suddenly pulled Brooke into his arms and began twirling around the dance floor.
"Mr. Scott, please stop", Brooke was desperately trying to slip away from his grip, but the more she tried, the harder he locked his fingers around her body and the closer to him he had brought her.
"Mr. Scott, I'm really not comfortable with this", Brooke pleaded with him as her body was already completely attached to his. She tried to push him away, but he was just digging his fingers more and more into her flesh, painfully squeezing her skin.
"Oh really?", Dan smirked, his face now almost touching Brooke's. She tried to turn her head away, now unable to block out the strong smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, but he was holding on to her as hard as hell. "And are you comfortable with this?", Dan dove his head towards hers and out of nowhere, kissed her lips.
"Stop!", Brooke tried to shout from his mouth, but he wouldn't let her move. Tears sprung to Brooke's eyes for the second time that night, but now her tears were tears of pain and fear. She tried to kick and hit Dan, she tried to push him, but it was no use – her small body could never compete with his strong and large one. She felt her body shaking as Dan brutally bit her lips and powerfully stuck his tongue into her mouth.
"Come on, Lucas, where are you?", she asked in her heart as more tears flowed down her cheeks.
