The italics last chapter was a flashback if that was confusing. Here's chapter two. Enjoy
"Brooklyn are you even listening to me!" my mother's powerful voice broke me out of my thoughts and now she had my full attention.
Victoria Davis. My mother is a superficial bitch, who only cares about money and power. She would abandon me as a child but now since I have the company she insists on being part of my life. I don't even know why I let her be part of this, it's my company not hers and I'm not a kid anymore so I don't have to listen to her but I do anyway. Lucas used to say that I still want her acceptance but fuck that. Fuck Lucas, he doesn't know what he's talking about.
"Yes mother I have it all under control; I'll be at my meetings on Monday and Wednesday with the sketches done. You know that I'm your boss so you have to stop telling me what to do," my thoughts are making me mad, just thinking about my mother is enough to drive me crazy but then throw in Lucas too and I'm done for.
"Don't you talk to me like that, I'm still your mother and you wi…"
"Since when have you ever been a mother? Leaving a six year old isn't very motherly if you ask me. But I'm done with this I'm done with you so get out," now I'm furious, she's never been a mother and I have so much anger pent up inside that needs to be released. I need to get out of here. Thank God she just walked out which is so unlike her because she always needs to get the last word in but for now I'm glad she's gone.
I walk out of my office to go for a walk and for some reason I start thinking of the past, not Lucas though. I think of my godson and his parents, Nathan and Haley Scott.
Nathan Scott. My best friend even before Peyton, he was my first friend, my first kiss, and my first big fight but he was also my hero, my savior. That is until we got into high school and he blew me off which I still don't understand because it wasn't like he was more popular than me and I was some loser, we were equals. So Nathan is part of my list of heartbreaks. But anyway, he's grown a lot since being that immature asshole and that's all thanks to Haley James.
Haley was or is Lucas' best friend, I'm not really sure. They had a very different relationship compared to Nathan and I but were still just as inseparable. Haley is a great mother and wife and though we used to be pretty close we haven't really stayed in touch. I get pictures of their son, Jamie, and I send him presents but besides that, nothing.
This could be good because I have no idea where Lucas is, if he's back home in Tree Hill and I kept in touch with Haley he'd probably come up, or worse want to talk to me. I can't have that because though I won't admit it to anyone else I know that I'd fall in love with him again, even if I just hear his voice. I can't believe I just said that, how pathetic am I? Anyhow, it's the truth and never again am I going to fall in love, let alone with Lucas Scott.
I really miss everyone from Tree Hill and somehow I even miss that little tiny town itself. There are so many great things there, the Café, the River Court, and my friends. But there are also terrible memories, specifically with Lucas.
I'm with Lucas in his bedroom yet again, but this time there's no happiness, no smiles or laughter, no security. I don't want to talk not because I don't know what to say but because I'm scared of what his replies will be.
"Brooke, I'm sorry that you found out that way, you didn't deserve that. I'm sorry that it happened at all but I can't take it back. I would if I could," he decides to break the silence with his pleading voice. He's talking about me learning that he and Peyton kissed behind my back. Again. I accidentally found out and Haley and Nathan's wedding reception. But that's not what's important right now. There are actually bigger issues.
"Yeah whatever Lucas I shouldn't even be surprised. How does it go again? Once a cheater always a cheater? Yeah I think that's it," though I have other problems, this still hurts, I can't believe they did it again and it makes me unbelievably angry. I don't understand why they do this, why I can't be enough.
"She was dying; it had nothing to do with romantic feelings why can't you understand that?" Now he's getting a little agitated, he's not as calm but still not pissed.
"Well maybe I could if that was true," I hiss at him with venom in every word but then oh shit. Did I honestly just say that? I really don't want to do this right now.
"What did you just say? What do you mean? I don't have any feelings for her, only you," he's confused and I want to explain so that he understands but I'm not really sure if I should.
"Maybe you should ask Peyton how she feels," Fuck. Why can't my mouth just stay shut for once? Why do I keep going without even wanting to? I swear I just say things without even knowing that words are coming out of my mouth.
"Brooke that's crazy, Peyton doesn't have feelings for me. She loves Pete. Or Jake. But not me. And even if she did it doesn't matter because I only want to be with you," Shit. Shit. Shit. Brooke concentrate, don't let his lovey dovey words get to you. They're a bunch of bullshit.
"Well I guess you better go ask her for yourself then," I look at his clock and I see that it's 1:15, I have to get out of here, I'm already fifteen minutes late. "I don't have time for this right now Lucas, I'll see you at school on Monday," and with that I walk away without looking back.