The Choices We Make

by BreezeBlownBy

The worst thing about getting your heart broken is going to sleep and knowing that you're going to wake up and nothing has changed. Finally after all these years Brooke found the strength to let someone else in and let go. Until she had to face him again.

2. Chapter 1

A/N: Ok so this story is hopefully not going to be to hard to follow but I shall explain. This first chapter is going to be kind of an overview, sort of get in Brookes head. The next few are all flashbacks, and then we will eventually time warp. So best of luck keeping up, and I hope you find it to be a pleasurable read :)

Chapter 1: How did I get here.

It is impossible for me to comprehend exactly how I managed to get here. And by here I mean that in a very literal as well as figurative way. It seems as though I really can't catch a break. But then again it has always been this way. From the second I stepped into this world I've been fighting for my own moral sanity.

I guess what I'm really trying to understand is why I can't seem to trust anyone. I mean my friends for the past few years have been just as shoty as some of the losers I've let crawl into and out of my bed. My Mother has never really played any sort of a productive supportive role. And now... I'm questioning my own trust in myself. That is how I know I've reached rock bottom. Well it's either that or the collection of empty liquor bottles on my coffee table that I've all but drowned myself in for the last 48 hours.

I guess I should explain. My name is Brooke Davis and I am a complete and total fucked up bitch! I am 21 years old and I have spent the last 5 years of my life holding on the a relationship that is now ruining my future.

I spent all of 3 months with a guy that I fell head over heels in love with, someone who honestly turned me into a hopeless romantic. Someone who not only broke my heart, but destroyed every relationship that was important to me at that time. He left me with no answers, no brother, no friends, and no backbone, and still I sought out the good in him.

It took me 4 years to get over him, build a whole new support system, and allow myself to create an attachment with another guy. Now... now I'm in jeapordy of losing the only person who was really able to show me what life after Lucas Scott could be.

I guess what comes around goes around.

A/N: They will not be this short! Just this first one... Tell me what you think and I'm going to just keep writting :)