Chapter 2
Waiting Rooms and Personal Thoughts
Author's Note: Okay, first let me say THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR WONDERFUL REVIEWS! And the inspiration for this chapter came from one in particular that referred to the lack of depth of the characters and I hope that this will supply you guys with some more of that. Brooke returns in the next chapter.
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It's funny how often we take the things that really matter to us for granted. And what's even more amusing how badly we'll fight to keep when we realize it's slipping through our fingers.
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"I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to say that there is no one else that you could ever be with. And that you'd rather be alone then without me. I wanted the Lucas Scott from the beach that night, telling the world he's the one for me."
"How was I supposed to know that?"
"You just are."
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There was no doubt in Lucas Scott's mind if he loved Brooke Davis. This much he knew. He couldn't imagine life without her. The way she smiled, they way she kinked her eyebrows when she's trying to be cute. Her insightfulness and the way she always seemed to make you smile when the rest of the world was tearing you down. She was one of the most amazing people he'd ever met. She'd come so far since they'd met.
At first he saw her the way everyone else did. Bored. Rich. Mischievous. Hot. But as time went he learned that Brooke Davis was more than her money and more than her clothes. She was his Pretty Girl. But now, he might never get the chance to tell her just how badly he loved her.
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The wonderful thing about Tigger's is I'm the only one. Haley pictured the beloved character over and over again in her head. Her elbows rested on her knees, and her back was slummed as she rested her chin on top of her hands.
She stared blankly across the waiting room of Tree Hill memorial. She could feel her tears pressing against her eyes, but for some reason they wouldn't fall. She wasn't fighting them. They were just there. She knew she wanted to. There was so much going on inside of her that she needed to get it out, but something inside her wouldn't let her. Two of her best friend' lie on an operating table while doctors worked on saving her life. Her school had just been shot up. And still she couldn't bring herself to cry. And she knew why. Brooke Davis. In the short time they'd been friends Brooke had taught her so much. And one of the most important things was that there is always a silver lining in life. And then that's when it hit her. There was no silver lining this time…
….and that's when she broke down. Her tears spilled over and she could fell her husband's arms around her, but still she her body shook.
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There's always been so much pain the world. And there have always been people around to help heal that pain. People like Brooke. There were many things in life Nathan Scott did not know, but one of the few things he did know was that people like Brooke Davis, didn't deserve things like this. They deserved a life as amazing as they made the ones of the people around them.
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Mothers and Daughters. It's bond that almost nothing can destroy. Granted they hadn't know each other long and their original meeting hadn't been a glabrous one, Karen Roe still thought of Brooke Davis as a daughter.
Brooke was girl who was full of life. A girl who inspired the people around her. A girl who took care of her friends and did almost anything for them. She was a bright, promising, kind person and she deserved better than this.
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"Excuse me, who here is for Brooke Davis?" A tall, older man, in blue scrubs approached the group. Everyone stood and looked on anxiously. The doctor sighed and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, but due to the sensitive nature of the situation, I need a member of her immediate family."'
The group sighed and looked to one another, but Karen stepped forward, "I'm her mother."
"May I speak to you privately?"
Karen nodded and the doctor led her off to the corner. The group of teens watched on anxiously. Haley's hand came over her chest as Karen's mouth fell open and a solemn expression fell over features. Nathan watched his wife and pulled her closer to him.
Lucas started toward his mother and the doctor, but stopped when he felt Haley's hand on his arm, "Don't, Luke."
The doctor continued on for several moments, before offering another sad smile. Karen stayed her ground, however. It couldn't be true. No. The doctor had to have been mistaken. Karen looked off down the long corridor to her left and then back to the group. She took a deep breath and headed back over to the group of nervous teen.
"Mom." Lucas pulled himself from Haley's grasp and approached his mother, "What did he say. She's going to be okay, right?"
This time it was Karen's turn to offer a her own forced smile, "Um, well, you see…the doctor said that they were able to removed the bullet, but it seems that Brooke lost a great deal of blood during the operation and while in the ambulance. Something about a nerve being hit. They had to remove one of her kidney's….it's not good, Luke. I'm sorry."
"No." He raised his voice, making the pain that was already etched on to his face even more evident. Tears streamed from his beautifully broken eyes, "He's lying. She's going to be fine. No!" Lucas looked over the group and then stumbled backwards, resting on the cold hospital wall.
He was gone.
Haley's sobs filled the room. And Nathan cradled her trembling body close to his own, as his own warm tears traveled the length of his cheeks.
Karen looked on, broken hearted. She'd always been the one that they could come to in times of need, but now, she knew there was nothing she could do. Their friend's life was jeopardy and there was nothing she could do.