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"Mom! Dad!" Brooke managed to choke out. She formed a smile on her face.

"How are you pumpkin?" Mr. Davis asked as he sat next to Keith. Mrs. Davis sat next to Karen.

"Perfect," Brooke lied. Perfect, ha! More like screwed. How were Lucas and her going to make sure all four of them drink beyond their limit?

"Oh, I forgot the wine," Karen said. Brooke and Lucas' once hung head, shot up.

"I will go get it for you," Lucas said as he got up.

"Let me help you!" Brooke exclaimed as they ran to the kitchen. Lucas looked for a suitable wine.

"Red or white?" Lucas asked.

"I can't do this!" Brooke said.

"What?" Lucas asked as he rushed to her side.

"I said, I can't do this," Brooke repeated softly.

"Why not?" Lucas asked.

"My parent's expected more from me! Plus, they just got back. Am I supposed to be all 'oh by the way, I'm pregnant?!" Brooke asked.

"We have to do this. We will do it together," Lucas said trying to sooth her.

"Red," Brooke said as she grabbed a bottle. Lucas followed her into the dining room.

"Well Lucas, you have shot up! You still play with the ummmm-"

"River Court Boys?" Lucas interrupted Mrs. Davis.

"Yes, that's it!" Mrs. Davis said as she took a sip of wine.

"Yes, I do. But I also play for the Ravens," Lucas said. Brooke smiled. She loved his passion.

"Congratulations! I can't wait to see the game Sunday. We have never been to one of Brooke's games," Mr. Davis said. Of course not! Work was always before her.

"Thanks!" Lucas said. Well at least he was making somewhat of a good impression.

"Are you nervous?" Mrs. Davis asked Karen.

"Not at all. I am just thrilled to see these two dress-up!" Karen giggled.

"I know what you mean. Brooke always wears these well skimpy little outfits. It will be nice to see her dressed properly," Mrs. Davis said. Brooke felt like she was slapped in the face. Did her mother basically say she dressed like a whore? Lucas held her hand under the table.

"Brooke is going to look amazing!" Karen said. Brooke smiled slightly.

"Bachelor party is in thirty minutes," Keith said as he glanced at the clock.

"Thanks for the invite," Mr. Davis said. Keith nodded.

"Oh my gosh, I completely forgot, what did you want to tell us?" Karen asked. Oh shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

"Nothing!" Brooke said quickly. Lucas glared.

"Yes, we wanted to tell you, well-"

"I'm pregnant" Brooke mumbled in a barely audible voice.

"I'm sorry?" Mr. Davis asked.

"I'm pregnant" Brooke said louder. This time they heard.

"I supposed you are the father!" Mr. Davis said as he glanced to Lucas. Lucas nodded.

"You slut! I thought you knew better! You are only sixteen for fucks sake! You have a whole life ahead of you. You were gonna be something great. We should have stayed at home with you. God, how could you be so stupid?!" Mrs. Davis screamed. Brooke burst out in tears. She fled to a safe haven. Silence filled the room.

"I should go," Lucas said.

"No, let me," Mrs. Davis said quietly. She needed to do this.


"Brooke, hunny," Mrs. Davis said as she entered Lucas' room. Her face was red from crying. "I'm sorry, Brooke. I- I just, I wanted you to have the best life possible. I wanted you to have whatever you wanted. I should have been there for you. You needed me. But no, I had to leave with your father. I should have put my foot down. I am a terrible mother!" Mrs. Davis sobbed. Brooke sat up and wiped her tears.

"You're not a bad mother. I was careless," Brooke said as she hugged her mother.

"No matter what you say, I am a bad mother. But not you, you are going to be the best mother. Just know, I am here for you!" Mrs. Davis said. A very distraught Mr. Davis walked in.

"Hunny, I am here for you," Mr. Davis said. Brooke smiled. Despite what her mother had said, she wasn't a bad mother. Sure she was mad as hell, but she had a right to be.

"Thanks daddy," Brooke said as she hugged him.


"Don't cry mom," Lucas said. Keith wrapped his arms around Karen.

"Don't cry?! You have ruined your life! This is exactly what I didn't want for you. You wanted to be a famous writer. Play basketball in college. This wasn't supposed to happen!" Karen said between sobs. Lucas felt horrible. His mother's heart was broken.

"I know and I'm sorry. But I can't change the past," Lucas said. This was a lot harder than he thought.

"Damn right you can't!" Keith said.

"You are still my baby! Lucas, you are seventeen. How are you gonna pay for it? What about school? You will have to be there for Brooke all the time," Karen rambled. She wanted to die. Her son, her baby, was going to have a baby.

"I will get a job! Just please, stop crying," Lucas begged. Karen slowly stopped. "I love you, mom. You did everything for me and I hope I will do the same for my kid. Keith I admire you. I will learn from you two," Lucas said. Karen smiled.

"Come here," Karen said. Lucas walked slowly to his mother. Wondering, whether he was going to get slapped. Karen pulled him into a loving embrace. Keith joined.

"PARTY TIME!" Mr. Davis said. Keith smiled widely. Lucas grinned.

"By ladies," Keith said as he walked out the door.

"Bye pumpkin!" Mr. Davis called as he left. Brooke blushed.

"You need me, call," Lucas said as he turned to leave.

"Where do you think your going?" Brooke asked.

"Party?" Lucas said.

"Not without a kiss," Brooke said. Lucas smiled. He kissed her passionately.

"Any longer and that's what got you into this mess!" Mrs. Davis joked. Lucas and Brooke laughed.

"Bye mom. Bye cheery!" Lucas said as he left.


"Where is she? Where the hell is she?" Karen asked nervously. This caught Brooke's attention.

"Where the hell is who?" Brooke asked.

"Brooke, language!" Mrs. Davis snapped.

"My stylist!" Karen said. This was a disaster. She was getting married in a few minutes and the god damn stylist was missing.

"Brooke can do it!" Mrs. Davis said. Brooke smiled.

"You sure?" Karen squeaked out.

"Of course!" Brooke said excitedly.

"Thanks" Karen said. Brooke truly was gifted in that area. She curled Karen's long hair.


The wedding music played. Brooke latched on to Lucas.

"You look amazing!" he said as they walked to their positions.

"You don't look to bad" Brooke teased. Lucas pretended to be hurt.

Keith looked like a kid in a candy store. Karen looked hot! The kiss was passionate, hot, and amazing. Not bad for their first kiss as husband and wife! Karen giggled. She was on cloud nine.

"I can't wait to marry you!" Lucas whispered in Brooke's ear.

"They are so in love," Brooke said as she watched Keith and Karen dance. She watched as people joined in. she loved watching movies with the romantic slow dance.

"Dance with me?" Lucas asked. Brooke nodded. They swayed softly back and forth, in each other's arms. She loved him and this moment.


"Ready for the game?" Brooke asked as she put on mascara.

"Yes," he said as he tied up his shoes. He pulled Brooke into his arms. "I love you!" he said. Brooke smiled. He was saying that a lot. Brooke pulled apart as she put her ribbon in her hair.

"Come on, you two!" Keith called.

"I'm so excited," the Davis' said excitedly.

"It's just a game!" Brooke said.

"Our first game!" Mr. Davis corrected. Brooke smiled. It felt good to have a relationship with her parents.

"With my ravishing new bride!" Keith added. Karen smiled.

"Can we go, now?" Lucas asked.


"Tied in the third quarter. Scott passes to Jagelski. Jagelski fakes a shot and passes to Scott! This may be it-" Mouth said.

"Go Lucas!" Brooke cheered.

"Go Jake!" Peyton cheered.

"Two," Lucas yelled. The boys got in formation. Lucas went to shoot but then something happened. He fell mid leap onto the ground. He was not moving. He was grabbing his chest yelling.

"Lucas!" Brooke yelled. She rushed towards him. She screamed, "Help!"


AN: There was chapter 7. Hope you liked it. READ AND REVIEW! Let me know how it is.

COMING UP: What the hell happened to Lucas? Find out in the next chapter of What If.