A Bad Dream
Chapter 4 -
"Ms. Davis, the doctor is ready to see you now."
Brooke looked over to Haley who gave her a reassuring nod.
"Are you sure?" Haley asked her.
Before Brooke responded she took a deep breathe as she her fingers played with the corners of the old issue of People that was occupying her hands. "Yeah, I'm sure."
"What?"
"Will you marry me?"
"Lucas, we can't! Are you crazy?" She shook her head disbelievingly. Was he seriously proposing?
"Look Brooke, I know you're scared. We're young but I'm going to be here for the baby, I'm not gonna be like Dan. We're gonna have to be together for this kid."
"For the kid..."
"Well yes, we're not together anymore."
"Lucas," She turned her head away from him, "We can't get married."
"Why? Brooke..."
"Well for one you don't love me anymore." She paused for a second. She hoped that he would say something like 'Brooke, that's not true' or 'I'll always love you'. But he didn't. He just sat there, waiting for her to continue. "And, I don't think," She gulped and stared at his deep blue eyes, "I don't think I'm going to be keeping this baby."
"What? You're having, an, um, an abortion?"
"I made an appointment for tomorrow." She whispered.
But he heard.
"Brooke...We need to talk about this."
"Lucas, there's nothing to talk about."
"Can you stop? Stop being like this, Brooke!"
"Lucas. We can't raise this baby! When would you be able to help me out? When would you be able to see the kid? In between dates with Peyton? Have our kid growing up seeing their dad raising another kid, feeling like their father doesn't love them as much? I mean c'mon."
"Sounds pretty familiar, huh? And my mom did it Brooke! Same age. Same thing. Except I'm not like Dan, Brooke, I'm not!"
"Well Lucas, I'm not Karen Roe either. I'm not ready for this. Now, if you're going to support me, my appointment's at one-thirty tomorrow. Meet me here at one. If not, then I guess this is bye." Brooke whispered lightly as she tried not to cry. Not in front of Lucas, no. She quickly ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Lucas jumped a bit as the sudden sound of the slammed door expanded in the air.
"I guess this is bye." He mumbled as he stuck the plastic ring back in his pocket.
"Bye, Brooke."
Her pink stilettos clicked as they made contact with the marble floor.
"What room?" She asked the woman at the front desk. She was ready...
Brooke stood out in the pouring rain as she rang Nathan and Haley's doorbell for the umpteenth time.
"Coming, coming!" She finally heard a muffled voice come from inside.
"Who the hell is here at twel-." Haley stopped dead in her tracks as she saw a drenched Brooke standing out in the rain looking miserable.
"Hi." Brooke waved as she shivered.
"Oh my god, Brooke. Come in."
"I'm sorry, for coming here like this but I needed to talk to somebody."
"No, it's fine...You can ring our doorbell at twelve in the morning anytime you'd like." Haley laughed.
"Thanks," Brooke gave her a sad smile, "So where's Nathan?"
"Oh, he's sleeping."
"Is he doing a bit better?"
"Yeah, he's getting there."
Awkward silence then filled the room.
"Haley?"
"Hmmm?"
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, Brooke, don't worry about that. It was my fault. It's not my business. It's yours and Lucas's and it was out of my position to start anything."
"No, Haley. It was by accident. I shouldn't have gotten mad. I'm just stressed you know?"
"It's fine, Brooke. Really." Haley replied and gave Brooke a towel to dry herself off.
"I have something to ask you." Brooke said hesitantly.
"What's wrong? Well besides the whole thing that's going on..." Haley added quickly.
"Tomorrow I have an appointment at the clinic..." Brooke started slowly.
"Of course I'll go with you." Haley gave her a warm smile and took her hand as she responded knowing exactly what Brooke wanted.
"Thanks."
"But is this what you really want? You told Lucas?"
"Well, he's not so keen on the idea. And honestly," She paused thinking of the right things to say, "I'm not so sure I am either. But, I feel that if I don't go through with this, in the future I think that like we'll be holding back our dreams whatever they may be. And we'll end up regretting it. Well Lucas, anyway, not me. I'd love my kid. But, it doesn't matter. We're both not mature enough for this. I can't do this by myself, I can't."
"Karen did."
"I know Haley, I know! God, he said the same thing. But I'm not Karen! I'm not! I'd just really like it for someone to understand where I am coming from. And to just be by my side!"
"Brooke, calm down. I am. I am with you. I just want to make sure that you're positive about what you're going to do."
"I am, Haley. I am."
"Then I'm here for you, Brooke."
"102." The woman gave a friendly smile.
"Thanks." Brooke managed to put on a weak smile.
"Brooke, you ready to go?" Haley and Brooke had been sitting in the car for twenty minutes now. 'Just wait.' Brooke always replied. Where was Lucas? Why wasn't he here?
"Brooke, it's one-fifteen. We're going to be late."
Brooke glanced at the clock in the car as it flashed to 1:16.
"Fine. I'm ready."
"Hey Peyton." Lucas sighed as he walked into her room.
"Oh, hey Luke. What's wrong?" She turned off her webcam and turned her attention to him.
"Well, it's just Brooke."
"Oh, Brooke." Her face fell at the mention of her ex best friend's name. She wasn't sure if her face fell because it brought back painful memories of their fights...or...because a boy she really cared for was talking about a girl, that unfortunately wasn't even her.
"She's pregnant Peyton."
"Oh, wow, Lucas..."
"And right now, I'm probably making the biggest mistake of my life."
"What do you mean?"
"She's getting an abortion...I really care about her so I should be there for her, despite how much I am against what she's doing. God, I am such an idiot."
"When was she leaving."
"One. It's too late."
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"Brooke Davis?" A doctor walked in the room as Brooke put down a pamphlet she was reading.
"Yes?"
"Hi, I'm doctor Adams." The slender woman offered her hand. Brooke timidly shook it. "You're scared?" She asked.
"Very." Brooke spoke quietly and shook her head.
"That's to be expected. Before we begin, are you aware of the risks?"
"Yeah, I, um, read it in the pamphlet." She picked up the paper and waved it loosely as she spoke and then placed it back down.
"Good. So any questions?"
"Um, yeah, actually. But it isn't really a medical question. More based on what you know about other patients." Brooke paused.
"Go on."
"Have you ever had a patient come back to you and tell you they regret aborting the baby?"
"Truthfully Ms. Davis, I have. And, I don't like to tell my patients this because I really shouldn't say anything that could possibly change their minds, but, if it were my baby, I would decide to keep it in a heartbeat. I have three beautiful kids at home, the first I got pregnant with at a very young age much like yourself but I truthfully don't regret keeping him. He's a pain in the ass, but I don't." She laughed which made Brooke laugh through her tears.
"Would you, um, would you mind if I look through this information one more time?" Brooke wiped away her tears.
"Sure. I'll give you a few moments." Doctor Adams walked out the door leaving Brooke to read on more.
Brooke turned through the pages and as each page went by she flinched more and more. She realized that not only would this hurt her physically, but it would hurt her emotionally too. She can't go through with this. She can't.
"Made up your mind?" The doctor walked back in as she snapped a pair of rubber gloves on her hands.
"I can't do this..." Brooke trailed off as tears ran down her face.
"You sure?"
"Definitely. I can't go through with this. Thanks for all your help. Sorry to waste your time."
"Believe me, you just made me a very happy doctor. You didn't waste my time."
"Thanks. For talking about it with me."
"No problem."
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"I'm proud of you, Brooke." Haley said as they were driving home.
"Thanks. I just couldn't go through with that. I'd regret it in the end. And...Lucas will be happy now."
"You gonna call him?" Haley asked as she drove the car down Rachel's block.
"Maybe I don't have to." Brooke mumbled as she saw Lucas standing right in front of the house.
"Go. Go talk to him. You'll be fine."
"Okay. Thank you, Haley, for everything. You're the best."
"Your welcome. Now go."
"'Kay. Talk to you later."
Brooke took a second to compose herself and then opened the car door.
"Hey." She heard Lucas' voice from a distance.
Now or never Brooke...
"Look, Brooke. I'm sor-." But before he finished she was already in his arms crying.
"I'm sorry, Lucas. I'm sorry."
"Brooke...Brooke, what happened?" He lifted her chin up and stared in her teary eyes.
"I'm sorry, Luke, about the way I've been acting."
"Brooke, it's okay."
"No, no, Lucas, it's not. I don't care if you're with Peyton, it's none of my business who you're with anymore."
"Brooke, it's fine. I just wish I came with you today. I should have been there for you."
"Lucas...I didn't go through with it."
"What? You didn't?"
"I couldn't." She started to sob louder.
"Brooke, I'm going to be here for you, I promise. I promise you."
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A/N - Okay so that's the end of chapter 4. Good? Bad? Leave a review! Please??? Thanks!
-----Melissa