A/N: You guys are aaawwweeesssooommmmeee! (In NPH's Barney voice)
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So a lot of you like Caleb and Brooke possibly getting with him for a little bit...maybe...you'll just have to wait and see ;) ALSO a lot of you wanted Clay...well congratulations guys...he's introduced in this story briefly but you get to know exactly who he is... ;)
dianehermans: I love jealous Lucas too and the dreams are always fun to write! I'm glad you love this story
pam: I actually wished I had snow...spring has started here in Georgia and I loathe it bugs are everywhere and that cursed pollen! Jealous Lucas always fun...Definitely going to spill a little at a time what the deal is with Lana.
justgoldworthy: Brooke is partially based on how I handled my feelings and actions towards my ex...so I am kind of projecting myself on her so when things start going down south...yeah that was stupid ole me, but I promise she stands strong. She doesn't give into him like that not just yet anyway lol
FaithHopeLove:YAY you love this story and I have to admit I am a little surprised I am updating quickly...but don't get used to it though lol
OTHCharmfan:Jealous Lucas is always fun and he will come back a lot promise! The beginning was fun to write and I am sure you are going to love this chapter as well! Trust me Lucas feels bad for making Brooke cry...and I love writing Haley as momma to Brooke and Lucas and I love having them respond to her like her children...I love Haley!
XHush-HushX:Hopefully you might pick up a little on what Lucas's secret might be...and yes Brooke's teasing is fun and I will be sure to write more...Caleb will probably be back...maybe unexpectedly...
Jenny: possibly ;)
Thanks again everyone! I loved writing this chapter...by the way. I love writing flashbacks of Brooke and Lucas back in high school! :)
Chapter 4: Replacement
I know that it's time for a change
Mmm but when that change comes
Will you still feel the same?
I don't want to give up
But baby it's time I had two feet on the ground
Can you release me
Can you release me
"Release Me"-Wilson Phillips
I couldn't get any sleep not after today's events. First thing, this morning, I knew it was wrong to join in on Brooke's fantasy but damn did I miss that girl. I missed her small, petite hands that would draw blood down my back. I missed her mouth that worked wonders on my body especially my throbbing member she always knew to give special treatment. I was completely throttled by her ways during sex. She was a virgin when she slept with me but that mouth…that mouth did not belong to a virgin. After spending time with her sexually it made me realize that she did other things with guys besides sex. I wanted to track down every guy she had given hand jobs, blow jobs to and break their necks. I should have been the one that experienced all her firsts in that way, but I knew I couldn't be that selfish.
It was around eleven at night and the rest of the household was asleep. The only thing I really wanted to do was burst through Brooke's room and tell her everything. My feelings. Everything that has happened in New York…and to me. I rested my hand against her door and turned around and went down the stairs quietly. I knew I had made her cry because she knew something was wrong with me. She saw right through me. When she said my name in that soft, broken voice, I couldn't do it. I couldn't stay and comfort her; I wasn't that type of person. I used to be for her, but when things changed between us I knew I couldn't be that guy for her, that friend she always leaned on. At some point, I was going to try and make things right by her, try to find a way to prove myself to her. I needed and wanted to be that guy for her.
I reached into the fridge and grabbed a beer. Memories flooded my mind as everything about Brooke rushed through my head. I remember the moment that I fell in love with Brooke and it took me four years afterwards to make me realize that I was indeed in love with the feisty brunette upstairs.
"What cha doin?"
I looked over the top of my computer to see her in my grey Keith Scott Body Shop hoodie and a huge grin on her face.
"I am doing our English assignment for Peterson's class, something that you should be doing as well."
"Oh come on since when are you the responsible one, isn't that my job?" She pointed to herself.
Something was different about her. She was bouncing in place and I wanted to reach out to her and take whatever she was on.
"True, but you do remember that I actually enjoy English." I continued to type and she immediately closed my laptop.
"Brooke…" I said sternly.
"Come on! Come with me." She said as she grabbed my hand leaving me no choice but to follow.
I had never seen her like this before. She grabbed my keys and got in the driver's seat.
"Um you are not driving my car." I pointed out.
"Come on pretty boy! I am giving you a huge surprise; now get your ass in the car." She pointed towards the passenger seat.
I hesitated. No one ever drove Keith's car except for me but this was Brooke. I caved and walked over to the passenger side and got in. She immediately sped off.
"Damn it Brooke, slow down!" I yelled at her.
"Oh zip it! I promise nothing is going to happen to us or Keith's car. I promise."
I smirked at her and tried to figure out where we were going but I had no idea. We were driving out of town and I was getting more excited. This was usually a move I would make. I would sometimes kidnap her and take her out of town to a bar or a club and I felt like maybe that was something she was doing for me.
"Are you taking me to a club, Brookie?"
She shook her head.
"Better."
I kinked my eyebrow.
"An orgy?" I crossed my fingers.
She smacked me on the back of the head.
"Pervert and ew, gross. No, just shut up and let me drive."
I was getting more intrigued and excited by the moment. Thirty minutes outside of town we pulled up to a huge amphitheater. I looked over at her and I felt like her eyes were going to pop out of her head. She stripped the grey hoodie off and was wearing this black strapless dress that she had bunched up. She pulled it down over her jeans as she removed them throwing them in the backseat. My mouth dropped as I've never seen her do anything...so sexy.
"COME ON!" She was so excited.
I got out of the car and she held her hand out for me. I took it and I was smiling like a kid in a candy store because that's how I felt. At seventeen years old I felt like a five year old. We reached a door that had these huge bouncers and Brooke pulled out what looked like two tickets and one of the guys nodded. I was about to speak but once we were inside the amphitheater, my mouth dropped.
There was a huge banner on the backdrop of the stage and in huge black and red letters it spelled Incubus. I turned towards Brooke and she handed me one of the tickets in her hands. I looked down at it and it was definitely a concert ticket for row one for Incubus, September 3, 2005.
"I spent all day yesterday on two different phones calling into the radio station to get these tickets and I won them! I won! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCAS SCOTT!" She was bouncing and I threw my arms around, picked her up and held her in my arms.
No one has ever done anything like this for me before. Haley has done ridiculous things for me, but to spend all day avoiding a paper that was due in less than twenty-four hours to win tickets for a concert to my favorite band. Priceless.
"Brooke Davis, what would I do without you! Thank you so much!"
"No problem!"
We spent the entire night rocking out, laughing, meeting some amazing people, and I got to give Brandon Boyd so many high fives and Brooke even got a shout out from the band, calling her the hottest chic in the front row, which I believe she was the hottest chic in the stadium no matter if Angelina Jolie was in the crowd somewhere. It was a night I would never forget and that was the moment that I fell in love with her, it just took me four years to see it.
Haley had left a Duke Campus catalog on the table for me and I started to look through some of the writing classes. I nearly jumped out of my skin when a hand rested on my shoulder.
"Fuck, Hales, you could have given me a heart attack."
I reached for my chest. She placed her hand over my heart and gave me a sad face.
"Lucas, I am so sorry, I really didn't mean to scare you."
I grabbed her hand and brought it to my lips and kissed it.
"It's okay. What are you doing up? Did I wake you?" I sat my beer down.
Haley looked at my beer and shook her head.
"No, you didn't wake me up. I just wanted a glass of water." She poured herself a glass and sat next to me on the couch.
"Lucas, what are you doing up so late? What's bothering you?"
I wasn't sure if I wanted to get into it with her, but she accidentally overheard me talking to Nathan on the phone and he ended up spilling everything to her, well almost everything and she just said that whenever I wanted to talk to her about it, I could.
"You know I just…I am angry and upset and I have nowhere to channel my anger. I am trying so hard to be the better person, the person I have hoped I could become being away in New York but I find myself gradually slipping back into that ass hole. Hell, I haven't even had a chance to show Brooke the man I've become." I finished my beer and sat the glass on the coffee table.
"Brooke, I think deep down, she knows you're a different person, but you know you don't really help much with all the messing around you do with her, but I've talked about you over the years and how you've changed." She drank some more of her water and I looked over at her curiously.
"Like what?" I really wanted to know what Brooke knew about me.
"I told her about the volunteer programs you were a part of in New York. I also mentioned to her that you aren't as selfish as you used to be and I truly believe that you aren't. You are just stubborn like she is and you are never truthful with your feelings. Lucas you need to work on that or Brooke will never understand or know what's really in here." She placed her hand over my heart again and if she only knew what was really going on in there.
"Lana has been calling non-stop since I've gotten here and this is only my second night gone from New York." I scoffed and ran my hand over my face.
"What does she want?"
"My forgiveness. I mean how can I possibly forgive her for something like that? She was there that day in the hospital with me. I didn't want her to be but it just happened. Then two weeks ago she just…" I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud then it would only make it real.
"Lucas, I'm sorry. No one deserves to be left out of something that important. What happened at the hospital? Nathan didn't mention anything to me about that part of the situation?"
I looked over at my long time friend and I couldn't bear to tell her. I pulled Haley into a hug and held her tight.
"You're my family Hales and I love you."
Haley, my mom, and Keith were the only three people in the entire world I've ever muttered those words too. I have never once said it to Nathan, my brother, but we were guys, we knew it was understood, that it was there between us, and Brooke. There were so many times I wanted to say it to her even when we were just friends, but with her it always felt like it would mean something different... something more.
"Lucas you're scaring me. Should I be worried about you?" She placed her hand on my cheek and I closed my eyes.
"No. I will be fine. Haley go back to sleep and please don't worry about me." I kissed her forehead.
"Still I do worry, Lucas, please go back upstairs and get some sleep yourself. Forget about her, she is not worth your anger or pain at all." She squeezed my arm and walked back to her bedroom.
I didn't want to go back upstairs because if I did I was going to walk into Brooke's bedroom and crawl into bed with her and cuddle up to her. That was all I wanted. She made me feel safe when no one else could…but I ruined that for us…for her.
I got comfortable on the couch and tried to doze off. I fell into a sleep that brought me back to a memory…
"I am Professor Moriarty, yes exactly like Sherlock Holmes arch-nemesis, but I promise I am not bad."
A roar of giggles fled the room and I smiled. I think I will enjoy this class.
A door was heard slamming shut and then a loud curse.
"Shit!" The voice echoed through the room and I looked up to see the most beautiful raven-haired girl.
"I'm…I'm sorry." She made her way down to my row and lucky for me, she sat beside me.
"Nice entrance." I whispered to her.
"Thanks…is this Advanced Fiction Workshop?" She asked me.
"Yes it is." I looked over her body quickly and she was very petite. I found myself comparing every woman I meet to Brooke.
Brooke was a different kind of beautiful. Everything about Brooke made her the most beautiful woman in the world to me. So far this raven-haired woman just had a natural physical beauty.
"I'm Lana." She held out her hand.
"Lucas." I placed my hand in hers.
She smiled and we carried on a small conversation not really paying any attention to Professor Moriarty for the rest of the class. We walked out together and she stopped me. I had gotten to the point where I didn't make it a habit to sleep with women, but just wait to see what happens.
"Would you want to grab a coffee or something? I just transferred here from Kansas and this is a whole new world for me."
"There's no place like home." I mocked and smiled at her and nodded for her to follow me. She smiled in relief.
We had a lot in common. We were both from small towns with a history of drama. She was the complete opposite of me. She was shy, innocent, and proper. I was outgoing, innocence wasn't even in my vocabulary, and I hardly ever used my manners. There was just something about her though. I couldn't really say, but I didn't have many girls who were just friends and that was the proposition she laid out on the table and I gladly accepted it.
I could never really be friends with a girl except with Haley, but with this one I could see it happening. We spent the rest of the day talking about the people in our lives and she mentioned this guy named Clark from her past and I openly rambled about Brooke. Every single time I talked about her, I found myself realizing just how much I was in love with her and how I could never see it before I wasn't sure.
I woke up to the sound of squealing. When I opened my eyes I saw Brooke Davis fly past me out the front door. I looked over to the clock and it read ten thirty. Did I really sleep that late? There was a sticky note on my empty beer bottle from Haley.
I told Brooke and Nathan not to wake you. Sleep in, Luke. I'll see you after my class. Love you, Haley
I sat up and immediately lay back down. I didn't realize how much I drank yesterday as the hangover started to sink in.
"Good you're awake."
I looked over and saw Nathan sitting at the kitchen island eating a bowl of cereal.
"What was that all about?" I pointed towards the door Brooke just flew through.
"Oh…Clay's in town."
My ears perked up immediately at the name of a guy and to see Brooke's reaction to him was unsettling.
"You should see the look on your face." Nathan giggled and I rolled my eyes.
"Should this be someone I should be worried about?" I asked him.
"Not if you're in love with Rachel." He went back to stuffing his mouth full of cereal.
"Rachel?" I questioned.
"He's sort of sleeping with her, but Brooke met him first and they've been like best buddies ever since. He's a year older than us and graduated early as well. He plays basketball for The Bobcats. So damn jealous."
I closed my eyes and rested my hand over my face. Great! I thought. I heard the door open and two voices laughing and carrying on a conversation.
"I am so glad you're in town. Rachel must be thrilled."
I stayed hidden behind the couch as I am sure Brooke didn't realize I was laying here.
"Sure she is. You know how Rachel is, hot and cold. Fuck that. If one of us needs a quick lay, we're it for each other."
I rolled eyes. So far he seems like a replacement of me.
"I will never understand you two. I mean you don't sleep with other people and it's obvious you are in love with her and Rachel, she's just too damn stubborn to admit having any feelings like that."
I really wish I could see how she was around him whether a lot of touching was involved or if she gave that one and only gorgeous dimpled smile that usually was meant for only me.
"Cookie. Rachel in love? Fuck, you think I'm in love…you have lost your mind, B."
"Whatever. One of these days Silly Boy, one of these days."
Silly Boy? Really? She sure did love giving out those nicknames that all sound way too familiar to mine. I was about to make my presence known until my name was mentioned.
"So where's the infamous Lucas Scott, I've heard so much about?"
"He's—" Nathan started but Brooke cut him off.
"Really? I haven't seen you in three months and one of the first things you ask me is where Lucas Scott is?" She sounded hurt but it was more in a joking manner.
"B. Davis. Lucas Scott is someone that you could not stop talking about and when Rachel told me he was in town, I had to stop by and see this douche for myself."
That was it.
"Well congratulations, here I am." I didn't care that I had a raging headache but to see the looks on Brooke's and Clay's faces were priceless in that moment.
Nathan started laughing and Brooke shot him a look.
"I was going to mention he was there but you so rudely interrupted me." Nathan patted Brooke on the shoulder.
"So this is Lucas. Clay, nice to meet you." He held his hand out and I knew this had to be a joke.
"Douche, that's a good one. Geez, Brooke, what have you been telling this dick here about me?"
"Hey!" Brooke snorted.
Clay just grinned at me and did I ever want to smack a grin off someone's face it would have been right here and now. There were some characteristics that resembled me in him, but he didn't stand a chance against me in a fight. Hot shot basketball star or not. I'd beat his little pansy ass into the ground.
"It's alright Brooke, he almost seems a little jealous. I know all about you Scott, so it's okay to have the little green monster on your back." He patted me on the shoulder. I went after him but Nathan forcefully held me back.
"Okay, you're hungover Luke. Clay, it's always nice to see ya, but right now, not the best time." Nathan started pulling me away and the look on Brooke's face. It seemed like she wanted to apologize but I just gave her my brooding look, the look to let her know that she had hurt my feelings. I never once thought of replacing her as that person in my life, but it seemed she had no problem doing that to me.
I followed Nathan into his bedroom and he closed the door. I plopped down on his bed and he leaned against the door.
"Dude, what the hell? Were you really about to start a fight with Clay? Someone who has become a great friend of Brooke's?"
I shook my head.
"No." I said quietly.
"Well I'd hope not…if I were you I would save that energy for Chase." He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a t-shirt.
"Chase? Who is Chase?" I sat up and waited for him to reply.
"Chase is the douche bag that broke Brooke's heart and told her that he didn't want anything to do with her." He slammed the drawer shut roughly and slid his shirt on over his head.
It was like a knife in my heart. I felt my whole body tighten at the thought of someone hurting her. It also made me angry because it only reminded me of what I did to her as well.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"He moved to Florida six months ago for an internship, but I heard he was moving back soon."
I clinched my fists together. I wanted to channel my anger on him. I wanted to beat the shit out of him until he couldn't see anymore.
"When he comes back you let me know." I got up from his bed and walked out of the room.
Once I was out of his bedroom, I saw Clay and Brooke still in the kitchen. I made brief eye contact with her and started up the stairs.
"Lucas!" Nathan shouted out.
I went into my bedroom and slammed the door. I began to pace and I grew angrier by the moment. Brooke never really had a relationship in high school, but every once in awhile she would go on dates, kiss a few toads, but I never experienced anyone hurting her except for me. Knowing that there was some prick out there that had broken her, I wanted to kill them.
I went to take a shower. I smelled like the beach and alcohol. I got into the shower and let the water stream over my body. I leaned my hands against the tile and closed my eyes. All I saw was Brooke. The images of her from high school, her face during sex, her hands running down my back, her moaning my name when she had an orgasm flooded my head. I immediately reached one of my hands down to my dick and began to rub my hand up and down my shaft. I grunted as I wished it was Brooke's hand…her mouth around my dick, but I lost that privilege years ago. I remembered the first night we had sex and it only made my hand increase in pace.
"I want to be with you Lucas." She moaned in my ear as I kept my mouth on her pussy.
Her hands yanked my hair forward and I released my mouth from her and made my way up to her face. Her shaky hands went down to my pants and reached for my dick. I stopped her.
"Brooke, you don't have to do this." I brought her hands back up.
"I want this Lucas. I've always wanted you to be my first." She said as she bit her lower lip.
That was the fuel I needed and I crashed my lips onto hers. Her hands went back down to my pants and I stopped her again.
"Don't. I want this to be right for you, Brooke. I do. Are you sure this is what you want?" I loved that she wanted me to do this, to be her first, but there was something in the back of my mind that was screaming no, don't do this.
"Please Lucas, I want it to be you."
I looked into her eyes once more and there was no regret, she wanted this, and I...wanted this too.
I kissed down her neck between her breasts giving both of them attention, and made my way down her stomach. Her hands found their way back to my hair. I loved it when she would pull on my hair. I found her wet center again and kissed her passionately and she let out a loud moan as my name rolled off her tongue. I grinned against her pussy and kissed my way back up her body.
"Do you have a condom?" She asked me quietly.
I nodded and reached down by the bed to reach in my wallet. I pulled out a single condom and began to unwrap it. She watched me as I placed it around my hard member and she smiled as her whole body shuttered. I placed myself back on top of her and held my dick in my hand.
"Pretty girl, you tell me at any point if I'm hurting you." I said to her as I positioned myself over her center.
She nodded and brought her hands to my shoulders.
"I'm ready, Lucas."
I entered her slowly never taking my eyes off her face. She inhaled sharply and shut her eyes tightly still biting that lower lip of hers. I pushed further inside of her and her eyes opened.
"Brooke?" I questioned as I felt her whole body tense.
"Keep going Luke."
I did as she requested. I pushed myself all the way in her and I heard her let out a soft cry. I froze.
"Brooke, I'm pulling out." I couldn't stand to see her face crumble like she was in pain.
Her nails dug into my shoulders.
"Don't you dare!" She hissed and she surprised me. She began to move her hips and I moved with her.
I rested on top of her and began to thrust in her slowly. I brought my hands to her face.
"Open your eyes pretty girl."
Her eyes snapped open and we locked eyes. I began to move a little faster in her and her mouth opened wider and her face contorted into pleasure. Her head arched back giving me access to her flesh. I brought my lips to her skin and kissed and sucked lightly.
"Faster Luke." She begged. I increased my pace plunging into her deeper and quicker. I could feel a liquid between her legs. She was bleeding. Brooke froze and realized what was happening.
"Oh my God, Lucas, I'm, I'm sorry."
"Hey, hey…ssshhh, pretty girl, it's okay, it happens, it just means you're not a virgin anymore." I reassured her by kissing her softly.
"Do you want to stop and clean it up?" I really didn't want to pull out of her yet, but I didn't want to make her uncomfortable at all.
She shook her head.
"I can just wipe it up with the sheet."
I nodded and she pulled one of the sheets in between us and began wiping it away. I helped her. She began to get over her embarrassment and looked back up at me.
"You okay?" I asked her surprised I was still hard inside of her.
"Yeah, please keep going."
I started to find our rhythm again and I could feel myself getting close but I would do whatever it took to let this last longer for her. I wanted to make her come until she couldn't stand it. I started pumping harder and faster and I brought her legs up and placed them on my shoulders giving me better access to push into her further. I thrust every inch of me inside of her and she arched forward and I hit a spot because the noise she let out was unbelievably sexy.
"Lucas, I'm…"She bit her lower lip again and I went harder and faster and her eyes shot open once again and I leaned back pulling her with me. Her legs fell from my shoulders around to my waist. She wrapped her legs around me and I pulled her as close as I could against me. Her forehead rested against mine. I wrapped one arm around her back holding her upright and my other hand rested on the back of her head.
"It's happening Lucas, I'm…I—" She screamed as she came and I was right behind her.
I silenced her screams with a kiss. Her moan protruded into my mouth and I let my tongue mate with hers. I moaned as well as both of our bodies started to shake. Her forehead rested against mine once again and I ran my hand through her hair pulling back the strands that stuck to her face. I was breathing just as hard as she was and her eyes were still closed.
"Open…your…eyes… pretty girl." I breathed out trying my best to find my composure.
Her eyes opened slowly and she looked back at me.
"Lucas, that was amazing."
I groaned as I pumped my hand harder and faster and my release flooded through my body. That night I would never forget. She was absolutely beautiful in every way possible.
I leaned against the shower wall as I let my juices squirt out. I finished my shower and turned off the water. When I opened the shower door, I was taken a back by what I saw or more so who I saw.
Brooke sat on the counter with my towel in her hand. How long had she been in here?
"Brooke, my towel." I reached out for it and for a moment she seemed flustered. Her face was a little pale and I was beginning to wonder if she…I smirked at her.
"Did you…"
She didn't say anything and I didn't need to finish my sentence.
"You're very vocal Lucas, you know that right." She said and I grinned.
"If I remember correctly so are you." I wasn't ashamed to be naked and walk around in the nude so I just stepped out of the shower and walked into my room.
She didn't follow me but I knew she was hoping I would fight her for it. I found the towel I used yesterday on my dresser and started to dry myself off with it. I heard her behind me and I smiled.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked as I kept my back to her.
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier. Clay is just overprotective when it comes to me."
It stung a little to hear her talk about someone else in that way. Someone that wasn't me.
"So it was just okay for you to tell him everything about me?" I asked as I dropped my towel. I heard her inhale sharply and it brought me back to our first time together. I had to think of dead babies to keep my dick from getting hard again.
I reached for a pair of boxers, slipped them on and turned to face her.
"Over the years yeah I talked to him about you, but he didn't have to call you a douche and I'm sorry." She said as she fiddled with her thumbs.
"It is fine, Brooke. I was a douche back then. I'd like to think I have changed or at least working on it." I turned back around and reached for a plain tee and pulled on a pair of jeans.
"Well Rachel and Clay want to take us out to dinner tonight and we all want you to come with us."
"And be a fifth wheel? No thanks." I said as I went over to my laptop and cut it on.
"Um hello…I'll be there and for your information I am more of the fifth wheel than you. I am sure you might find a hot waitress to flirt with then I will be like the seventh wheel." She chuckled.
"Be my date." I said nonchalantly.
I looked up at her and her mouth was parted slightly as she didn't know what to say.
"It's not going to be a date Luke. It's friends hanging out, catching up, and eating dinner."
"Well if Nathan is going to be there with Haley…and if I heard correctly this morning, Clay and Rachel are pretty much smitten with each other…why can't we just go together?" I asked her and sat down at the small desk and looked up at her.
"No, Lucas, just friends."
"Come on…humor me." I said challenging her.
She stood there for a moment thinking about it as her thumbs hooked on her pockets, she was doing that pigeon-toed stance, and biting her lower lip.
"Okay…just to humor you." She pointed out and went out the door.
I smiled…it's a start.
Thoughts? I am actually enjoying writing more in Lucas's POV than Brooke's but next chapter I'm thinking I'll do it in both...
Up next: the six of them go out to dinner and get a surprise that's really unexpected! Any idea what it might be? :D STAY TUNED!