AN: sorry I haven't written in a while. I'm working on a new story. This will be the last chapter.
"I love you" is more then just three words whispered before bedtime. -The wedding.
Peyton looked at the tip of the pencil carefully before deciding to push it into the electric pencil sharpener. She takes it out and looks at it for a while before deciding it was sharp enough for what she was going to draw. She leaned over her piece of work and drew for a very long time. She made thin lines and thick, dark and light. Beautiful and mature. Everything always seemed to be perfect in her drawings.
"Peyton help!" Brooke shouted from her room.
Peyton sighed and pushed herself up with her hands on the kitchen table that she was sitting at. She dragged her feet as she walked across the living room into Brooke room. She stood in the doorway looking at Brooke standing in the middle of the floor.
"My water broke!" Brooke said with her hands out and her face full of worry. She looked as though she was going to cry. And she did.
"What do I do Peyton?" Brooke said in a pleading way.
Peyton looked at her with her mouth open in shock. Brooke wasn't due for another 2 months. She stuttered a little in a strange way.
"Uh... Um... we... um... we need to get to the hospital! Common gets in my car!"
"Aren't we supposed to bring clothes or something?" Brooke said still in the pleading manor.
"BROOKE I DON'T KNOW WUT THE HELL WE HAVE TO DO LETS JUST GO!" Peyton shouted to her, pointing to the door. She ran in back of Brooke incase she fell over and held onto her shoulders guiding her as Brooke waddled to the car.
They arrived at the hospital in about 3 minutes. They ran into the waiting room.
"WE NEED A NURSE! WE NEED THE FBI. COMON PEOPLE LET GO! WE HAVE A TEENAGE MOTHER HERE!" Peyton screamed as Brooke folded her arms calmly and gave her the look that says "gee thanks for announcing I'm a frickin teenage mother to the world!'
Peyton waited in the waiting room for 5 hours. Lucas ran into the waiting room along with his mother and Halley.
"Nice of you to join us." Peyton said in a bitchy tone.
"Shut up Peyton. Where is she?" Lucas said with concern in his eyes.
"In there" She pointed to the maternity ward.
Lucas ran over to the doors and pushed it open as a nurse grabbed his arms and held him back.
"Let me in there!" Lucas said while trying to squirm out of the nurse's arms.
"Maybe if you were here 5 hours ago when you girlfriend went into labor, then we might have let you in." the nurse said while dragging him over to a chair next to Peyton.
[Meanwhile]
"TAKE IT OUT, GIVE ME DRUGS!!" Brooke screamed. While laying on the bed ready for the baby to come.
"KNOCK ME OUT GIVE ME A SEDUCTIVE, GIVE ME DRUGS, TAKE IT OUT, JUST TAKE IT OUT!" she screamed.
"Calm down Brooke. Breath. Breath." The doctor said, looking up at Brooke.
---------------------After the baby is out-----------------------------------
Brooke sighed as Lucas, Peyton, and Lucas's mom walks in. she didn't acknowledge there arrival.
"Where did it go?" She said while concern in her eyes and face. She now talked in a soft motherly tone.
"Chillax" Peyton said, she giggled a little at her childish word. "They went to wrap it up in a blanket, they'll be right back Hun, and how are you feeling?"
"Good, but I want my baby, they might hurt her, she's tiny you know!" she said still looking around for her child.
Lucas kissed her forehead. They returned with the child. "It's a boy." The nurse said. "There is a complication." The nurse said while handing the baby to Brooke.
Brooke took the baby and smiled. "Lucas I'm in love."
"I'm in love with you too." Lucas said while petting her head.
"Lucas I was referring to the baby." Brooke said still gazing at the baby with big childish eyes. She looked at her tiny miracle.
"There is a complication." The nurse said again, this time so Brooke would hear her.
"What's that?" Brooke said gently. Touching the babies face with her pointer finger softly. Still smiling.
"He's deaf." The nurse reported.
She looked up from the baby, surprised. "Oh..." Brooke said. She looked down at the baby and watches it as it moved its hand. She smiled at the baby, his eyes where gorgeous. "Its ok. He's perfect to me." Brooke said putting her finger up so that he would grab it maybe.
"Wait a second. He's WHAT?" Lucas shouted at the nurse.
"Dea..." The nurse said before Lucas cut in and interrupted her.
"WHAT? I CANT EVEN GET A NORMAL CHILD! IM 16 ANDI CANT GET A NORMAL CHILD! CANT WE DO ANYTHING? SURGERY? PUT IT UP FOR ADOPTION AND TRY AGAIN!" Lucas shouted at the nurse.
Brooke looked at him with a angry face. "He's normal to me. And you will never take me away from him, I will never leave him, I love him Lucas, I will not let them poke and do anything to my child in a surgery or anything, you can fix deafness. We will teach him sign language and reading lips and everything, he will be perfect, he IS perfect."
"Brooke hunny I don't think I can do this... we don't even KNOW sign language, how am I suppose to teach it to him!" Lucas sighed.
"Lucas, he's your child, love him for who he is. That's all he needs." Brooke said.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, are you going to keep the baby?" The nurse said.
"I am." Brooke said confidently.
"Do we have a name."
Brooke looked down at the baby. "William" The baby started to squirm. "I didn't like it either." She said to the baby while laughing. "Brenden" the baby grabbed Brookes finger and tried to put it in his mouth while making a cooing noise. "Yeah, I like it too."
She looked up at the nurse. "Brenden Joseph." She said to the nurse.
The nurse jotted the name down on the certificate of birth.
"Was I going to get any say in this?" Lucas asked.
"No, you think he's a screw up child." Brooke said strongly.
"Ill try." Lucas said while walking over to Brooke and the baby.
The baby looked up at Brooke and smiled. He had dimples. He screamed a little coo in a happy way. They say new born babies are too young to smile. But Brookes baby did.
"I love you my little miracle." Brooke said while kissing the top of Brenden's head softly.
THE END
"I love you" is more then just three words whispered before bedtime. -The wedding.
Peyton looked at the tip of the pencil carefully before deciding to push it into the electric pencil sharpener. She takes it out and looks at it for a while before deciding it was sharp enough for what she was going to draw. She leaned over her piece of work and drew for a very long time. She made thin lines and thick, dark and light. Beautiful and mature. Everything always seemed to be perfect in her drawings.
"Peyton help!" Brooke shouted from her room.
Peyton sighed and pushed herself up with her hands on the kitchen table that she was sitting at. She dragged her feet as she walked across the living room into Brooke room. She stood in the doorway looking at Brooke standing in the middle of the floor.
"My water broke!" Brooke said with her hands out and her face full of worry. She looked as though she was going to cry. And she did.
"What do I do Peyton?" Brooke said in a pleading way.
Peyton looked at her with her mouth open in shock. Brooke wasn't due for another 2 months. She stuttered a little in a strange way.
"Uh... Um... we... um... we need to get to the hospital! Common gets in my car!"
"Aren't we supposed to bring clothes or something?" Brooke said still in the pleading manor.
"BROOKE I DON'T KNOW WUT THE HELL WE HAVE TO DO LETS JUST GO!" Peyton shouted to her, pointing to the door. She ran in back of Brooke incase she fell over and held onto her shoulders guiding her as Brooke waddled to the car.
They arrived at the hospital in about 3 minutes. They ran into the waiting room.
"WE NEED A NURSE! WE NEED THE FBI. COMON PEOPLE LET GO! WE HAVE A TEENAGE MOTHER HERE!" Peyton screamed as Brooke folded her arms calmly and gave her the look that says "gee thanks for announcing I'm a frickin teenage mother to the world!'
Peyton waited in the waiting room for 5 hours. Lucas ran into the waiting room along with his mother and Halley.
"Nice of you to join us." Peyton said in a bitchy tone.
"Shut up Peyton. Where is she?" Lucas said with concern in his eyes.
"In there" She pointed to the maternity ward.
Lucas ran over to the doors and pushed it open as a nurse grabbed his arms and held him back.
"Let me in there!" Lucas said while trying to squirm out of the nurse's arms.
"Maybe if you were here 5 hours ago when you girlfriend went into labor, then we might have let you in." the nurse said while dragging him over to a chair next to Peyton.
[Meanwhile]
"TAKE IT OUT, GIVE ME DRUGS!!" Brooke screamed. While laying on the bed ready for the baby to come.
"KNOCK ME OUT GIVE ME A SEDUCTIVE, GIVE ME DRUGS, TAKE IT OUT, JUST TAKE IT OUT!" she screamed.
"Calm down Brooke. Breath. Breath." The doctor said, looking up at Brooke.
---------------------After the baby is out-----------------------------------
Brooke sighed as Lucas, Peyton, and Lucas's mom walks in. she didn't acknowledge there arrival.
"Where did it go?" She said while concern in her eyes and face. She now talked in a soft motherly tone.
"Chillax" Peyton said, she giggled a little at her childish word. "They went to wrap it up in a blanket, they'll be right back Hun, and how are you feeling?"
"Good, but I want my baby, they might hurt her, she's tiny you know!" she said still looking around for her child.
Lucas kissed her forehead. They returned with the child. "It's a boy." The nurse said. "There is a complication." The nurse said while handing the baby to Brooke.
Brooke took the baby and smiled. "Lucas I'm in love."
"I'm in love with you too." Lucas said while petting her head.
"Lucas I was referring to the baby." Brooke said still gazing at the baby with big childish eyes. She looked at her tiny miracle.
"There is a complication." The nurse said again, this time so Brooke would hear her.
"What's that?" Brooke said gently. Touching the babies face with her pointer finger softly. Still smiling.
"He's deaf." The nurse reported.
She looked up from the baby, surprised. "Oh..." Brooke said. She looked down at the baby and watches it as it moved its hand. She smiled at the baby, his eyes where gorgeous. "Its ok. He's perfect to me." Brooke said putting her finger up so that he would grab it maybe.
"Wait a second. He's WHAT?" Lucas shouted at the nurse.
"Dea..." The nurse said before Lucas cut in and interrupted her.
"WHAT? I CANT EVEN GET A NORMAL CHILD! IM 16 ANDI CANT GET A NORMAL CHILD! CANT WE DO ANYTHING? SURGERY? PUT IT UP FOR ADOPTION AND TRY AGAIN!" Lucas shouted at the nurse.
Brooke looked at him with a angry face. "He's normal to me. And you will never take me away from him, I will never leave him, I love him Lucas, I will not let them poke and do anything to my child in a surgery or anything, you can fix deafness. We will teach him sign language and reading lips and everything, he will be perfect, he IS perfect."
"Brooke hunny I don't think I can do this... we don't even KNOW sign language, how am I suppose to teach it to him!" Lucas sighed.
"Lucas, he's your child, love him for who he is. That's all he needs." Brooke said.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, are you going to keep the baby?" The nurse said.
"I am." Brooke said confidently.
"Do we have a name."
Brooke looked down at the baby. "William" The baby started to squirm. "I didn't like it either." She said to the baby while laughing. "Brenden" the baby grabbed Brookes finger and tried to put it in his mouth while making a cooing noise. "Yeah, I like it too."
She looked up at the nurse. "Brenden Joseph." She said to the nurse.
The nurse jotted the name down on the certificate of birth.
"Was I going to get any say in this?" Lucas asked.
"No, you think he's a screw up child." Brooke said strongly.
"Ill try." Lucas said while walking over to Brooke and the baby.
The baby looked up at Brooke and smiled. He had dimples. He screamed a little coo in a happy way. They say new born babies are too young to smile. But Brookes baby did.
"I love you my little miracle." Brooke said while kissing the top of Brenden's head softly.
THE END