THANKS TO: All the people who reviewed.. This chapter will be longer!!!
Disclaimer-I do not own anything OTH!!! Nor do I own The song I Will Always Love You By Whitney Houston
Couples- BRUCAS!!! A little Naley and some (very little) Pucas ;s.
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Teardrops On My Guitar
I Will always Love You
Brooke could see his handsome face now. The one she had been longing for, for far too long. He was dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, her in a waxen pearl dress, with a long train. Her hair up in a bundle of curls, a few touching the nape of her gorgeous thin neck. The neck he had spent numerous hours kissing, licking, and of course gently sucking.
She looked utterly breath taking, as did he. Brooke recognized this scenario. This was the site that occupied her dreams. It was her wedding day. Their wedding day. Brooke scanned the chapel finding her best friend Haley standing behind her squeezing the brides bouquet. She then fixed her eyes back on her fiancée. God he was gorgeous.
"Do you Lucas Eugene Scott take Brooke Penelope Davis to be your lawfully wedded wife?". The Preacher proudly read, causing Brooke to flinch in surprise. She hadn't even noticed him. Brooke smiled as she looked into Lucas' piercing blue eyes. He was staring back at her with a warm smile plastered on his stunning face. Brooke felt her stomach heave with excitement. She had waited all her life to hear this boy say those two words.
"As long as you both shall live?" When Brooke heard the Preacher say the last line of the vows her eyes double in size, at the thought of what was about to come out of the mouth of the boy (man) standing before her. Lucas opened his perfect mouth, but sadly the only sound that came out was that of Brooke's retched alarm clock.
Brooke's arm swung out of her colorful comforter exasperatedly, whacking the alarm clock in anger. She can't count the times that alarm clock had interrupted her only time with the boy she so longed for. That thing was almost as bad as Peyton, but sadly she couldn't hit her anymore.
Brooke swung her legs over the edge of the bed, raising her arms in fatigue. Thank god it was Friday, Brooke wasn't sure she could handle more than a day of school, if even that. It wasn't the work she couldn't handle it was the pain of seeing Them together. No matter how hard she tried to avoid the horridly sickening sight, they were Everywhere! If only he knew how tempestuously she cried herself to sleep at night.
Stop thinking about it Brooke, your only making it hurt worse. She thought trying to stray her mind away from That subject. Brooke quickly hopped out of bed and walked over to her oak vanity next to her dresser. She grabbed her thick brush and began to run it through her dark, soft hair. After she finished perfecting her hair she moved on to her makeup.
When she was done applying the little makeup she needed, she walked over to her closet. Normally this would be the most important part of the morning, but lately she just hadn't cared. She no longer had anything (anyone) to look good for. She hastily threw on a pink halter top, a pair of dark blue jeans, and cheap heels she stole from her auburn haired friend Rachel. She quickly grabbed her black cross stitch shaw and quickly ran down stairs.
She began to pour herself a glass of water when she happened to glance at the clock on the microwave. "Oh Shit!!" Brooke cursed it was 8:05 fifteen minutes till her first class started.
She grabbed her purse and book bag as she flew out the door. If she had one more tardy for Mrs. McKagen she was screwed. The last time that Brooke had tardy that bitter old woman threatened to give Brooke three weeks of detention. Brooke hated detention. She didn't have the patience or the time. I mean come on, she was Brooke Davis, she had way better things to do.
Brooke reached the school at 8:11, thanks to her outlandish speeding. She ran inside the school building and practically flew to her locker. She grabbed her books and scurried into her first period. She sat down in her seat right as the tardy bell ring. Thank God she had made it. She was NOT about to have detention…again..
After forty-five minutes of listening to the horrendously boring sound of the teacher's voice, Brooke was finally released. She thought that bell would never ring.
She ran out of the classroom on to conquer the rest of her day (nightmare).
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It was lunch hour, and so far everything had been ok. She hadn't seen that horrid couple that made her stomach churn yet, so in Brooke's eyes this had been a pretty good day. Until, she averted her eyes to the east side of the corridors, and what do you know there They were. They were practically having sex on the table. Brooke couldn't look at this sight (porno) any longer. She ran out of there as quickly as possible, running into the girls washroom.
She closed the heavy block of oak behind her and slid down it. Tears were flooding her face. She couldn't take this anymore. She couldn't Not be with him. She didn't know what she was going to do. She couldn't compete with Peyton. Peyton was practically Lucas with boobs. She was perfect for him.
Lucas couldn't take it anymore. Peyton had been all over him all day. He was sick of it. Every time he looked down expecting those twinkling hazel eyes all he found was Peyton's dull green ones. Every time he brushed a hand over her hair he wished it was silky and chocolate, not kinky and blonde. All he wanted was Brooke. He wanted to tell a lame joke just to see her crater size dimples appear. He wanted to make love to Her after fighting in the rain. He wanted Her not Peyton Her!
After a couple more minutes of Peyton haphazardly placing kisses all over his face Lucas finally pushed her off. "What?" Peyton asked confused as of why her boyfriend is pushing her away. "Just, not a good time I guess.". He lied, knowing he couldn't tell her the truth, he couldn't tell her he was in love with her best friend.
"Well, how bout later tonight.?". Peyton pushed, she was ready to be with him. She also wanted to keep her eyes on him, she was Not going to lose him again.
"I don't think so Peyt. I'm just.. tired." He told her, making up any excuse he could to get away from her. He had nothing against Peyton she just, wasn't .. Her.
"Why do I get the feeling you don't want to be with me.?" Peyton questioned catching on to his lies. "Peyton that's not it, I.. I just need some me time.". "You never needed "You" time when you were with Brooke.".. Lucas couldn't deny this Fact. He never wanted to be alone when he could be with Brooke. Who would?
Peyton's heart broke at the silence. He hadn't even tried to plead his case. She would never be his One, and she knew that. "You know Lucas, maybe we should both have a little alone time.. Maybe even a little longer than a little.".. Peyton angrily spat. She grabbed her bag and ran into the school hallway while hate flew through her veins.
Lucas knew he had to go after her. As much as he didn't want to he hopped up and followed Peyton's trail through the deserted hallway.
"Peyton.. Peyton stop it your acting like a child.".. Brooke's tear stained faced wrinkled in confusion at this. Was she hearing things or were Pucas really arguing. Brooke quickly shot up and peered her dark head out the side of the door. What she saw was extremely unexpected, and from what she heard she was sure her alarm would go off at any second.
"A child.. A Child!! Are you kidding me. You practically declare your love for my best friend, and your ex out there and you say I'm acting like a child!!!" Peyton screamed, causing Brooke's heart to beat faster and faster. Had Brooke heard her right. Ok now Brooke was really wondering where that dreadful alarm clock was.
"Peyton I never said that.".. Lucas truthfully stated.. He hadn't said that exactly. "No but you might as well have. Lucas, I can't do this anymore. I..I just don't want to be with some one who doesn't want to be with me.". Peyton calmly said, holding back her tears. Tears were a sign of weakness, and this was no time to be weak.
She was right, he didn't want to be with her, and he knew she deserved better than that. He didn't know what to say. Nothing he could say at this point would make anything better. The only thing he could think of to do was apologize. So that's exactly what he did.." Peyton, I.. I'm sorry."
She shook her head in astonishment. He's sorry, he's sorry!. Peyton was so mad she could hardly breath. She put her head down then slowly raised it meeting fixing her green eyes on his paralyzing blue orbs .." Yeah.. Me too.". With those three simple words she walked away. It was the beginning of the end.
Brooke saw Lucas' just standing there deserted in the hallway. The same Lucas who apparently still cared for (loved) her. She hadn't realized she was staring at him so intently until he whipped around and met her hazel eyes with his blue ones. Then for the first time in a long time he said something she thought she'd never hear again.." Hey there, Prettygirl."
Maybe this would be a good day after all.
Authors note- hey guys how bout this cliff hanger ending. I love them.!! Don't be surprised if I post chapters at random times. I have weird spells of inspiration, so I could post another one In a few hours.. I have no idea. I'm just giving you a fair warning. lol.
Coming up is Some BRUCAS!!! YAY! Some Baley, Brachel and some Naley… probably more but that's all I got for right now.
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