As Lover's Go Chapter Eight—Communication
Yes yes, I'm horrible. We've established that I think. But it hasn't been too too long between chapters so don't throw things!! Lol. Anyway, thanks to my fabulous Miranda for betaing! Read and reviews would be nice!
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Lucas continued to look at Brooke, noticing the tears in her eyes and there was something else there - something he hadn't been able to figure out until now. It was doubt and fear. This shocked Lucas because he had never noticed it there before. He had always been able to read her like a book and for the first time he realized he hadn't been able to read her in months.
"Fine whatever, you're on the couch tonight Lucas," Brooke told him after noticing his hesitation.
"Brooke…" he trailed off.
She spun around. "What?" He hesitated again, not knowing what to say. "I'm not doing this anymore Lucas. Especially not now."
"What do you mean by especially not now, Brooke?"
"I'm pregnant."
Lucas started at Brooke in shock. Out of all the things he expected to come out of her mouth, "I'm pregnant" was the last one.
"Wh…what?" He stuttered.
"Preg-nant," Brooke said slowly, anger evident in her tone.
"I heard what you said Brooke. I'm just trying to process it," Lucas snapped.
Brooke shot Lucas a look.
"How?" He asked.
"I think you know how Lucas."
"That's not what I meant Brooke!"
"I don't care what you meant Lucas! Now if you'll let go of me." He released her arm. "I have work to finish in my office. Please get your pillow before I go to bed." Brooke's were cold as she turned on her heel and headed towards her office.
"Brooke—"
"Lucas, I'm not going to talk to you about this right now!"
"Brooke! We have to talk about this!"
"No Lucas. Right now we don't have to do anything! I can't talk to you right now, okay? Just leave me the hell alone for a little while!"
"Brooke! You never talk to me! Why do you insist on keeping it all inside? Why do you have to shut me out?"
"Why won't you come home to us, Lucas?" With that Brooke slammed the door to her office, leaving Lucas alone in shock to digest the information.
Brooke sighed and sat down in an armchair facing the fireplace that was in her office. She placed her head in her hands, fighting back the tears that were forming in her eyes. That was not the way she had planned on telling Lucas, but when she was angry words just spilled out of her mouth and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
She glanced around her lavender and white office. The walls were lined with built in white bookcases filled with various magazines and books on fashion. The pictures on the walls, a few of designs she was particularly proud of, some of her and Luke and some of the gang. Her desk was a light maple and her laptop stood open, ready for her to do some work. She stood up and walked over to the phone, picking it up and calling an all too familiar number.
"Hello?"
"Haley?" Brooke cried.
"Oh, Tigger. What happened?"
"I…I…"
"Did you two have another fight?"
"Yeah…and it just slipped out Hales."
"Oh Brooke…"
"I don't know what to do anymore Haley," Brooke said, finally breaking down and sobbing.
"Brooke. Shh…it's all going to be okay. You're Brooke and Lucas and the two of you fight about everything and you still manage to make it through it. "
"Haley, those are just stupid fights on whether or not we should get full or low fat whipped cream. Now we're fighting…fighting…"
"Fighting?"
"Like my parents used to, without the throwing of heavy objects," Brooke whispered.
"Brooke trust me. I've met your parents. You and Lucas are not like them."
"How do you know we won't become that?"
"Because you're Brooke and Lucas and the two of you love each other more then anyone I've ever seen. Go talk to him, okay?" Brooke nodded, not realizing that the phone was still attached to her ear. "Brooke?"
"What? Yes, sorry. I didn't realize I was nodding. You're sure everything will be okay Hales?"
"Positive. Now calm down and then go talk to Luke, okay?"
"Okay. Thanks Hales."
"Anytime. It's what I do." The two hung up the phone and Brooke called Peyton back, finally convincing her to let her take Jenny tomorrow night. Taking a deep breath Brooke set the phone back in its cradle and opened her office door. Lucas was in the living room, his head in his hands. He looked up when he heard her footsteps.
"I'm sorry." They both blurted. Lucas got up and walked over to Brooke, hesitantly wrapping his arms around her.
"It'll get better. I promise," he whispered into her ear. She melted into his embrace and she believed him. For one last time she believed him.
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Brooke unloaded Ella out of her car seat and walked into Jenny's school. Brooke had picked up Jenny's things earlier in the day and after Peyton had made a quick call she was in the clear to just pick up Jenny straight from school.
She walked into the main hallway, pushing her Dior sunglasses on top of her chocolate brown hair. She set Ella's carrier onto the ground and bent her knees slightly to sign the guest book. She picked up Ella's car seat again and walked down the hall, her black Jimmy Choos clacking on the tile floor.
Brooke waited outside with the other moms for Jenny.
"Auntie Brooke!" Jenny yelled, hurling herself into Brooke's open arms.
"Jenny Penny!" Brooke mocked.
"Mommy never tolded me you was picking me up today!"
"It was a surprise, silly girl. Now go on and get your stuff. Ella and I need a snack." Brooke smiled as Jenny ran inside
Last night Brooke and Lucas had said no more, but instead had gone to bed. Together. Brooke smiled. She couldn't remember the last time they had gone to bed together and just lay there with each other, not even having to speak. Then this morning Lucas swore up and down he'd be home by five so that he could take his three favorite girls to wherever they wanted to go. Brooke had smiled, kissed him quickly but passionately. When she had started to pull away Lucas had pulled her back for a longer kiss. It seemed like things were finally getting back on track.
Jenny came skipping out of her classroom, her backpack in her hands. She quickly changed her shoes as her teacher Mrs. Jennings came into the hallway.
"You must be Jenny's Aunt Brooke. I'm Mrs. Jennings. She insisted I come out here and meet you. I agreed because she talks about you all the time" Mrs. Jennings smiled, extending her hand. Brooke once again set Ella's carrier onto the ground and shook the woman's hand. She picked up Ella herself when she started to fuss.
"She does, eh? Good things I hope."
"Very. Jenny thinks the world of you Mrs. Scott."
"Brooke. Please call me Brooke. Mrs. Scott makes me think of my husband's step-mother."
"Will do."
"Auntie Brookie," Jenny sang, as she wiggled impatiently. "I's ready."
"Okay honey just let me get Ella back in her seat then we'll go to McDonald's, okay?" Jenny cheered causing Mrs. Jennings laughed.
"Bye Mrs. Jennings. I'll see you Monday!" Jenny said, hugging her teacher's legs quickly.
"Bye Jenny. Be good. It was nice to meet you Brooke."
"You too. Jenny hang on, I need to pick up Ella's car silly girl."
"Okay, hurry. Ella is sweepin' anyways. She don't cares if yous picks her up fasts or not!"
"Jenny…" Brooke's tone was warning.
"What? Can you tells me a story?"
"When we get into the car okay Jen?"
"Yes!" Jenny cheered as Brooke unlocked the car. Jenny climbed in and did up her seatbelt while Brooke fastened Ella into the car.
Climbing in, Brooke put her sunglasses back on and started the ignition. Jenny dug around her backpack, producing a pair of bright pink-framed sunglasses for herself.
'Oh my Jenny Penny, you are too much like me. Your daddy will have a fit."
"I wanna bes just wike you auntie Brooke. You is the bestest. Daddy can just suck it up."
"Jen!"
"Sworrys. You said you'd tell mes a story."
"Well what story do you want to hear?"
"Ummm…prom!" Brooke thought for a minute, trying to figure out how to keep prom G-rated. Because truth was her and Luke snuck off to do it during prom and then rented a hotel room for after the party at Rachel's, which they did not stay long for.
"Well let's see. I spent the whole day getting ready. I had my hair done in curls and half of it pulled back and some curls around my face."
"Mommy won't let me keep my hair in my face."
Brooke smiled. "I know sweetie. After I got back from my hair appointment your mommy, Aunt Tutor mom, Rachel, and Bevin all came over to finish getting ready. We all put on our dresses and did our makeup. First we went to dinner and then we spent the night dancing. We were all home by midnight like the good kids we were."
"What did you wear aunt Brookie?"
"I wore a light pink dress that stopped just below my knees. It was tight up top with no sleeves and flared out on the bottom. There were silver sparkles scattered around where the dress covers your breasts and then around your waist."
"That sounds really pretty. What did mommy and aunt Hales wear?"
"Your mommy wore a teal dress that went to the floor. It was form fitting and it had straps that tied up behind her head. The neckline was in a V-shape and aunt Hales wore a very pretty white dress with thick straps and flowers embroidered around the whole top part. The bottom flared out and touched the floor like your mommy's dress. We all looked very hot if I do say so myself."
Jenny giggled. "Aunt Brooke will you make my dress for prom?"
"Of course honey. If you still want me to by the time you're a senior."
"I's wills. So what wes having for dis snack?"
"You want a happy meal?"
"YES!" Jenny exclaimed as Brooke pulled in the drive-thru. "You are the bestest auntie ever! Aunt Hales never lets me eats dis! She says it's bad for me."
"Well Aunt Hales isn't cool like I am."
"Nos she isn't."
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Later that night after Ella had been put to bed and Jenny passed out halfway through The Little Mermaid, Brooke and Lucas were upstairs in their bed. Brooke had her head resting on his chest, which was her favorite place to lie. Lucas had one arm wrapped around her and the other resting lightly on her stomach. Brooke placed her hand over his.
"I made an appointment with Dr. Stevens on Monday, will you be there?" Brooke asked, turning her head to face her husband.
"I wouldn't miss it." He told her, kissing her briefly then brushing the hair out of her face. Brooke smiled, she loved being with Lucas like this. And since they had gotten Ella, moments like this had become rare. Not that she minded, but she still just liked lying with him.
"I love you Brooke," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too Luke," she whispered back, drifting to sleep with a smile on her face. Lucas followed and the two spent the night in each other's arms. To them it felt like nothing would ever break them again. Too bad no one can predict the future.
