A/N: Lol, I got ALOT of mixed reviews on the last chapter. AND I LUV IT :D Seriously, those reviews helped me know what to do on this chap, I was originally really confused and unsure to how to write this one. Weather to make it more like the show or not. I just hope you guys like the turn out :D
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Disclaimer: I do not Own OTH nor the Characters
Our Forever and Always
Chapter 7:
It was a quarter until midnight when the three old friends separated.
The three spent the previous two hours swopping stories with one another.
Lucas and Peyton learned that Nicky had passed away in a drunk driving incident. It had been hard for Jake, and even harder to explain to his daughter, the brightest spot in his life, that her mom won't be taking her on weekends anymore, or read the little girl bed time stories.
Jenny, Jakes daughter, had been four years when Niki passed, and it was hard on the both of them.
Jake described how Nicky had actually taken motherhood seriously since the court agreement had been officalized, and he and the raven haired woman had actually started to become friends.
Peyton felt extremely guilty not knowing about Nicky's death. No matter how much Peyton hated Niki, she wished she could have been there for Jake and Jenny.
Peyton caught herself wondering how one moment Jake and the blonde haired little girl were the two most important people in Peyton's life, and the next, she didn't even know when Jenny's mother died.
Peyton tried to ignore that intense guilt in her chest, and continued to listen to Jake describe his new life.
He talked of his girlfriend of one year, Jocelyn Conrad, and showed the two blonde's a photo of her.
The young woman was exactly how one would expect Jake's girlfriend to look, beautiful. With long locks of auburn hair and large brown eyes,
the girl looked more like she belonged on a magazine, cover rather than teach pottery in a university.
In turn, both Lucas and Peyton talked of the five year gap sense seeing the brown eyed boy.
Peyton bragging about red-bed room records in a playful manner, and Lucas talking about how he is finishing his next novel.
-XOXO
Now Lucas and Peyton sat in front of the home Peyton shared with Brooke.
Peyton glances towards Lucas, seeing Jake today was amazing, but she still felt that she and Lucas were made for each other, and she wonders if he is thinking the same thing.
The other blonde in the car didn't notice Peyton gazing at him,
his eyes were on the seemingly empty home. Scrunching up in confusion, Brooke's car not being in the driveway.
He shifts his eyes to Peyton's emerald greens, "Do you have any idea where Brooke is?" he asks.
Peyton gives him a funny look, why he is thinking of Brooke she did not know, but she didn't give it a second thought, it was just Brooke and Lucas, Peyton knew that the two were just good friends.
"She's not home?"
Peyton confirms the unspoken yes when she notice's the empty driveway for the first time.
The blonde girl shrugs, "I guess its not really surprising, she's probably just working late at -C over -B, no biggy."
Lucas gives her a spectacle look, "Are you sure we shouldn't be worried?"
Peyton smiles at his kindness, "Don't worry bout it Luke, this is Brooke we're talking about. She's a workaholic, I'll just call her when I get in the house."
Lucas gives a small nod, "Just text me when she responds."
Peyton, no longer oblivious to the the worry in his now stormy-grey eyes, assures him that she will, and steps out of Lucas's car. Giving him one last smile before walking into the dark coldness of her home.
XOXO
Lucas drove to his house, meaning to get out of his car and into his room, but he ends up staying inside of his car.
He gripped his phone tightly, waiting for the text from Peyton assuring him that Brooke was just working late in her store. But five minutes passed, ten minutes, and then fifteen.
Lucas could no longer just sit there in his car, just waiting for a text that may not even come. So he turns the key in the ignition and drives to the small boutique that was owned by the designer.
XOXO
Brooke was now sitting on the couch of her boutique, knees pressed to her chest.
Every part of her ached, she even started to feel the bruises spread, the way she felt it when she fell off her bike as a child and got a big bruise on her leg.
Brooke didn't know what time it was, didn't know how long since the attack happened, nor did she know the face of her attacker. Only those eyes, those cold grey eyes that looked at Brooke with complete hatred, and brooke didn't even know why.
All Brooke knew now was that tears still streamed down her hot cheeks. That she had yelled and yelled during the attack and no one had come for her, and now she sat in her store the one way she preyed she wouldn't, alone. Completely and utterly alone,
and Brooke decided in that moment that this was how all life was. You were are always alone, no matter how many surround you.
XOXO
After parking his car, Lucas headed towards the Clothes over Bro's store. A feeling of worry washing over him, the store was dark, to dark. Lucas was sure that there was no possible way that Brooke could work in that darkness.
His pace speeds up as he practically sprints to the store. He silently opens the door, some part of him hoping that the brunette had simply fallen a sleep while working on a new design.
Lucas gave a start when he saw the silhouette of someone, casted from the moonlight.
Before Lucas could speak a word, the figure sprung up from the couch and turned to him defensively.
That was the moment where Lucas Scott's world changed permanently.
XOXO
Brooke was still clenching her knees when she heard a creak of the door. Suddenly, all of her defenses sprung up, and she sprung off the couch to start running out of the store from the back door, but froze when she saw who it was.
Not the cold eyes of the man who had brutally attacked her only hours ago, but the exact opposite. She saw the man she felt safest to,
the eyes that radiated safety and hope.
Brooke's knees started to tremble. She so badly wanted to run to him, just run into his arms and let him save her. Let him take her away and forget everything that had occurred in that entire day.
From her mother's visit, to watching her best friend prepare for a date with the boy standing in front of her, but most of all, the last few hours.
She wanted it all just to be taken away and start all over. That this entire night was just some screwed up dream.
But she would not allow herself to be that person, be the person that he saves because she is to weak to save herself. She is Brooke Davis, she could and she would save herself.
However, all her resolve dissolved the second Lucas wrapped his arms around her small frame..
It happened in an instant, one second he was standing there gawking at her, and the next he pulls her to tightly against him that Brooke could barely breathe, and all her bruises ached.
But she did not let him go, she simply wrapped herself around him as well, taking in his nice, familiar sent, and pressed her forehead against his chest.
XOXO
After what seemed like hours in silence, just holding each other, Lucas could barely take it.
He gently pulled from Brooke, just enough to look into her now bruised eyes, but not enough so to ensure there bodies still touched.
Lucas tried to swallow a lump in his throat before speaking,
"What happened," he spoke in such a broken, afraid voice, that it nearly brought a new rush of tears back to Brooke's eyes.
Brooke shook her head violently, "No, I just…I can't. Just take me home…Please take me home." She pleaded in a broken voice,
Lucas could do nothing but nod his head and lead the small brunette to his car, one protective arm still wrapped around her waist, and his jacket covering her body from the windy night.
XOXO
Neither of the two spoke again until arriving to Brooke's home. But they always touched, even during the car ride.
Lucas held tightly to one of Brooke's small hands, rubbing calming circles as he drove.
Brooke wished that the small gesture hadn't had such an effect on her. But in all honesty, those small circles, knowing that he was there, right beside her, may have been the thing that kept Brooke from breaking down completely.
Once Lucas parked his car in front of the moderately size home, for the second time that night, he walked to Brooke's door and lead her all the way in to her room.
Once he finished walking her up the stairs, and into her room, he lays the trembling brunette on her bed, laying two different blankets on top of her. She still dressed in the shirt and pants she had worn to work that day.
Looking down at her now, shaking, and bruised, Lucas never felt so much hatred in his life.
Hatred towards the man who had the nerve to even lay a hand on the angelic brunette before him.
Hatred towards the world for allowing anything so awful to happen to her.
Brooke, who was the sweetest, most kind-hearted, and generous person that he knew.
But most of all, Lucas hated himself.
If he hadn't left earlier that night, if he had just insisted on Brooke joining them for dinner. Or at the very least, waited until Brooke had closed the store.
But no, he didn't. And now she was hurt. Brooke was physically attacked because he had been to foolish to just insist on her joining him for dinner that night.
Why am I always hurting her, Lucas thought with such a ferocious self hatred that his body trembled.
Lucas let go of his selfish thoughts and knelt down in front of Brooke's bed, so he could see her face clearly.
He takes one of Brooke's hands into one of his own.
The still awake brunette looked into his crystal blue orbs, and felt at peace, it felt as if she could be anywhere in the world and look into those deep blue orbs and she would feel at home.
Home wasn't a location that you felt safest in, but a person who made you feel the safest.
"What happened Brooke," Lucas asked once more, in a smooth velvet like voice.
Brooke shook her head like the last time he had asked her, "I don't know," she almost whimpers. "I just don't know."
Lucas's heart broke at the sound of her raspy voice,
it was hollow, so empty of the usual happiness and joy the colored it usually. Now her voice sounding hopeless and lonely.
"I turned off the light of my store, and was about to leave. Until someone grabbed me and…"
Brooke shuttered, not even able to think about the attack. Her bruises still throbbing with pain.
Lucas did not miss the shutter that went through her body when thinking of the attack.
A question popped out of Lucas's mouth before he could stop himself, a question that had been on the back of his mind ever since he found the beautiful brunette in her store, alone and scared.
"Brooke, did he…" Brooke stopped him before Lucas could finish that thought, knowing what he was trying to ask.
"No, he didn't go that far." she answers in the same quiet voice, and a knot let loose of Lucas's heart. He didn't do anything. He thought, almost relieved, until he got a new glance at the girls bruises, and a new wave of anger washed through him.
He just couldn't figure out why anyone would ever hurt Brooke, it made no sense.
"We have to call the cops," Lucas informs her, about to reach for his phone in his back pocket.
At that Brooke tightened her grasp on their still interlaced hands, "No!" Brooke exclaims.
Lucas stared at her as if she was insane, and Brooke just shakes her head.
"I don't want the media to be involved in this. If anyone finds out then there will be a flock of reporters camped outside my home. And I really don't want-"
"Brooke," Lucas speaks in an assertive tone, "If you don't call the police-"
""Lucas I know alright, I can't file for insurance and all that stuff. But really nothing is broken, and no money was stolen or anything like that."
Lucas glares, tries to glare, at the bruised brunette, "Screw insurance Brooke, this man hurt you. He deserves to rot in prison, and hopefully die there." Lucas seethed, but Brooke just shook her head.
"Please Lucas, please promise me that you will not call the police, please!" Brooke pleads with the blonde.
Lucas didn't want to listen, he wanted to yell at a cop right now to find the punk who dared touch Brooke Davis, but he was afraid if he did not make this promise and keep it, that Brooke would shut him out, and won't let him back in, ever.
So grudgingly, he promises her that he will keep this night a secret.
Lucas notices the way Brooke's eyelids drooped, and knew that she must be exhausted. So he kisses the soft skin of her hand that he held, and stood up, about to leave.
But as he starts to walk away, Brooke tightens her grip on his hand, pulling him back to her, "Can you stay," she asks quietly.
Brooke knew how desperate and scared she sounded, but honestly, she did not care.
Brooke knew the second Lucas left, the person who made her feel safest, she would never be able to sleep. That every time she shut her eyes, she would see the cold grey eyes of the man who attacked her.
But all she wanted was to sleep, was to leave this world and relax for just a few mere hours.
A surge of relief ran through Brooke when she felt her tight grip be reciprocated almost immediately by Lucas.
Lucas stared down at the girl. She had never seemed so small and vulnerable in all the years that he had known her.
The blankets seeming to swallow her small frame, and the moonlight making her perfect skin seem an ivory color, enhancing the deep purple of her bruises, and Lucas felt an overwhelming feeling of protection towards her.
It didn't feel like how he wanted to save Peyton or Hayley or even his mother. Standing there right then, it felt like he could feel the bruises on her. That her pain was his own, that Brooke Davis was a part of him, and he needed to save her. All he was meant to do was to protect the girl from the harms of the world. And Lucas knew how crappy of a job he has done, but he swore to himself, that Brooke Davis would never feel pain again, that she would never be harmed weather it physically or emotionally. He would never let anything happen to her again.
So Lucas tightened his grip to match hers and climbed into her bed, still clad in jeans and a button up.
A warm feeling ran through him when he felt how Brooke's head still fit perfectly against his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him, in a more than friendly manner.
Laying in that bed, their bodies interlaced with one another, Brooke and Lucas let the exhaustion finally take over, let the pain of the night slip away from them and the darkness of slumber consume them.
Lucas only hearing one thing before he completely submerged into sleep.
"Thank you for saving me."
A/N: YAY BRUCAS CHAPTER! :D
IDK y but this chap was so hard for me to write, maybe its because it was meant to be a beautiful Brucas moment and it kinda hit me that I will never do them justice. So i was kinda scared to try, but I did, and I think it came out okay? right? :S
PLEASE LEAVE YOUR REVIEWS FOR ME! I swear to you they do help, I honestly did not know how I was gonna deal with this chapter until I read you guys's thoughts, and all of you wanted it to be Lucas to save her, and wallah, :D here we
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GuttaluvNaley: I am so glad to see a new reviewer :D and I am so glad that you liked the chapter. sorry but you'll have to see what happens with the blonde bitch of tree hill and if she leaves :D and I really hope you liked the Naley moment, and BRUCAS IS SO MEANT TO BE!LOL :D
I hope you enjoyed this chap, and to hear from you again.
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LoVefan1123: It is so nice hearing from you again :D I'm glad you liked the Jeyton reunion, but I hope you still like it after this chapter,, trust me there will be some DRAMA there :D I hope you liked how debut with chapter, I Know there really not much else but Brucas, so I liked that :D and I agree that the attack will bring there spectacular relationship to a whole new lovel. I just hope I can make that clear
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mickieblue: I always love ur reviews :D I am so glad that you noticed the changes, and yes you might not like me right now because of Jossalyn, but like I said before, THERE WILL BE ALOT OF DRAMA THERE LOL, so please don't get annoyed. I hope you like the way I am approaching the post Brooke attack, I know there is not much to base your opinion on, but I assure you there will be some major brucas building in the next couple chapters
I hope to hear from you soon and your thoughts from this chapter :D
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BrucasXOXO: Sorry for the mini melt down directed towards ya :D I was ust worried the last chapter was to IDK :S I guess i just realized that I probably won't do Brucas Justice, like other writers have. But then I remembered that Im writing this because I want to show how I wanted the show to go, and I can only hope others will like it. Thank you so much for the feedback, and I swear it won't happen again. Sorry to hear that you don't like Hayley, because I really do like the Brayly friendship, just as much I like the Brachel, but I completely I agree about Peyton swanky sawyer, I HATE HER SO MUCH, seriously she is just the worst character EVER! but thos is not a rant of how much I hate peyton sawyer but a thank you to you, so thanx for reading and enjoying this story :D
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I am so glad you liked the chapter, I hope you like this one
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