A/N-This chapter was written by xxAshley. Small recap of Othlvr16's chapter.


Brooke's POV

"You have no idea what I went through, okay? You know what happened to me, I went out had some alcohol…normal teenage stuff, but then I have SEX for the FIRST TIME…Then I get pregnant! I had no one and I was ALONE. But you got the better end of the deal Brooke Davis; you got the daughter you always wanted instead of the teenager who trashed your store!"

I watch as Sam leaves the bathroom in anger and I swore I say tears in her eyes. I know they are in mine. I might have made a mistake. I really need to talk to her again, but how?

Chapter Four: You Look Like You've Seen A Ghost

Brooke's POV

Great. I can't find her. I'm now walking out of the building searching for Sam, the girl who will always have a piece of my heart. The cool breeze slaps at my skin but I ignore it. Tears slowly fall from my eyes. My outburst...it was unnecessary. Now she's gone.

As I decide to give up, I see a figure walking across the parking lot.

"Sam!" I call.

Everything is silent expect our footsteps and the echo of my voice.

"Sam!" I plead.

Silence once again.

I run faster. "SAMANTHA!"

"What do you want, Brooke? I gave you the family you always wanted! Just leave me alone!" Sam yells, fire burning in those familiar brown eyes.

I finally reach her and we're gasping for breath, staring into each other's eyes. We both have tears streaking our cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I wanted to give her the chance you had. I didn't want her to go without knowing her mother. I didn't want you to go without knowing your daughter. And I thank you for the family...but it's not fair to the both of you to not know each other. I'm sorry Sierra walked out. I'm sorry I did that to you. And Sam, you were not just someone who trashed my store. You have a very special place in my heart and I love you like my own daughter. And you are not like Rebecca."

Sam was soon in my arms, crying. I was crying too.


Sam's POV

Not since I left Brooke did I expect to be in her arms, listening to her soothing voice.

But here I am.

Here we are, standing in the middle of the parking lot, blubbering with mixed tears. Happy, angry, and sad tears all in one. The angry tears are faded while the other two stand out brightly like stars.

"Brooke, I'm sorry I freaked out…"

"No, Sam, ssshh…it's okay, really."

So we stand there quietly, soothing each other in our own silent way.

A figure walks up to us and I detangle myself from Brooke's arm and smile.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Peter, everything's fine." I smile at Brooke and cuddle into Peter's arms as he wraps an arm around my waist.

Brooke smiles but glances up at Peter.

"Brooke?" Peter asks.

"Peter?"

"How do you two know each other?" I question curiously, biting my lip.

"Uhh…" Brooke starts but her phone rings. She excuses herself and talks quietly for a minute.

"I'm sorry, Sam. But I gotta go. Julian says Sierra isn't feeling too good. It was great seeing you." She hugs me quickly and waves subtly at Peter before walking over to her car where Julian and my daughter are waiting.

I turn to Peter. "How do you two know each other?" I repeat.

"I'll tell you after the book signing." He pecks my lips and leads me to the building.


Brooke's POV

When we get home, I put Sierra to bed and take out a book to read. Mattland, it was her favorite. I always read it to her when she was sick or not feeling good.

I cuddle with her in her bed but she looks up at me with a sad look on her cute face.

"Momma, did I hurt the girl's feelings?"

I kiss Sierra's forehead. She means Sam. "No, sweetie, you didn't."

Sierra sighs but smiles.

I begin to read to her. "Matt had moved three times with his family and this was the worst place of all. There were no climbing trees, just scraggly pines. There was no one he knew, just houses with closed doors. There was barely any grass. Everywhere was mud and water..."

I look down to see Sierra asleep. I smile and kiss her head again before walking out to the living room.

My thoughts drift to Samantha and Peter. I sigh heavily. I need an Advil. I walk to the kitchen and plop an Advil in my mouth before drowning it down with some coffee.

"You look you've seen a ghost," Julian says as I sit down next to him on the sofa. I rest my head in his lap as he begins to stroke my hair.

"I sorta did…" I mumble.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," I lift my head up and kiss him softly on the lips. "I just want to cuddle with my husband."

He smiles and kisses me back before resting my head on his chest.


A/N- It's sorta short but I really hope you like it :)