"Who am I?

You sure you want to know?

The story of my life is not for the faint of heart.

If somebody said it was a happy little tale...

If somebody told you

I was just your average ordinary guy,

Not a care in the world... somebody lied."

-Peter Parker, Spiderman


Truth, honesty, love, care, lies, guilt, fear, death, life, live, lost...

So many things running through Brookes mind. She slides the earring through the small hold in the fat of her ear. Then she slid the other one in. The medium sized gold hoop earrings matched nicely with the peach tone of her skin.

She fixed the collar of her blouse in the mirror, and stepped back. She was starting to show. She turned to the side and placed both hands on her stomach.

After observing how big she had gotten, she walked over and picked up her shoes and slid them on. They were black high-heels. She took a sip of the warm water left in the glass cup from yesterday.

She applied a little more, red apple lip-gloss and some more blush. She was waiting for Peyton to pick her up.

She looked down at the gold watch and back up into the mirror. Again she looked at her stomach, not being able to get over how different it looked from the usual, flatness of her stomach- there goes her perfect bikini body.

She smiled and giggled of the thought of holding her little baby, and teaching it to walk and write its name, she loved the thought of her own child hugging her legs as if she was the greatest mom in the whole world. "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna like you" Brooke said and winked... She was learning. And she was kind of... excited.

Peyton walked into the room. She saw Brooke looking in the mirror with her hands on her stomach smiling.

"You ready?" Peyton said quickly. She startled Brooke and Brooke threw her hands in the arm and jumped, she spun around to see Peyton and laughed.

Brooke nodded and started to gather her lip-gloss and necessities into her purse. She looked up at Peyton...

"Peyton, I'm gonna be all alone." Brooke said in a worried voice.

"What do you mean" Peyton said and folded her arms a crossed her stomach and titled her head slightly.

"Well, Lucas is gonna meet someone someday and have his own family, a real family, he's not gonna be with me forever, were not married or anything." Brooke said with the same worried tone in her voice.

"Brooke, your never going to be alone, I wont let that happen, I'll be here for you always." Peyton said while unfolding her arms and taking a few steps toward Brooke.

Brooke looked down for a second. "5 more months." She giggled while fighting back tears.

Not sad tears though. Tears of happiness. Tears that tell you that it's going to work out and you are secure. Peyton looked at Brooke and smiled gently.

She walked up to Brooke and gently wiped her tears, hugged her, and whispered that it was time to go.