I know. I haven't updated in, like, forever. Sorry for keeping y'all on the edge of your seats!
Brooke and Rachel's Day Out- Getting Caught
Today was Officer Barton's last day before retirement. And as far as he was concerned, he has seen everything. From hostage situations to petty theft, Officer Barton was your man. And after 40 years on the force, he was finally retiring. Nothing surprised this guy anymore. Not until he spotted a red Mercedes parked hazardously on the side of the road.
He pulled his cruiser over behind the Mercedes and noticed the car's windows were fogged up. He rolled his eyes and got out of the cruiser grumbling. Last thing he needed was to disrupt a man and woman doing their business on his last day. Barton walked up to the backseat door and rapped on the window.
"Tree Hill Police! Please get out of the car!" he yelled in his 'intimidation' voice. He heard muffled shrieks from inside and then movement.
"Five more minutes, then you can arrest us!" a muffled female voice yelled from inside. Officer Barton's eyebrows rose. That was new. He rapped on the window harder this time.
"Out of the car with your hands where I can see them!"
He now heard hushed voices coming from the back seat that sounded like arguing. The car door then opened and out tumbled a beautiful redheaded girl. Then behind her scooted out an equally beautiful brunette. Officer Barton's eyes widened in surprise. Both girls looked disheveled and flushed. This was new.
Rachel and Brooke's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion when the old police officer doubled over roaring with laughter. They glanced at each with a 'is he crazy?' look. The cop wiped tears from his eyes and straightened up, still chuckling.
"Now I've seen everything!" he said heartily walking over to his cruiser and getting in. Rachel and Brooke watched with bewildered faces as the cruiser pulled out and drove past them, the man's laughter still going. Brooke looked at Rachel with a 'wtf?' look and made the universal sign for loony with her finger. Rachel threw her the same look and shrugged.
"For a second I thought we were going to get arrested and we didn't even get to finish!" Rachel said, causing Brooke to burst out laughing. Brooke shook her head and leaned against the car.
"The next time you yell 'Five more minutes!' out the window I'm gonna make a run for it and you won't be able to stop me." Brooke said seriously, though a smirk played on her lips. Rachel laughed.
"Well, it is your turn to run from the cops in your underwear." Rachel replied, getting back into the driver's seat. Brooke let herself into the passenger seat and Rachel peeled out off into the road in the opposite direction the cruiser went. Brooke was still trying to process what just happened.
"It's, like, a friggin' miracle that we haven't gotten arrested today!"
"I know. I feel like Thelma and Louise."
"Without a cliff."
"Yeah, without a cliff."
"Yeah, witho- hey! Don't start that again!"
Rachel stuck her tongue out at Brooke, and Brooke swatted at her. Rachel responded by punching Brooke in the arm, keeping her left hand on the wheel. Brooke gasped and lunged at the redhead, swerving the car into the next lane.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" both girls screamed hysterically when the car swerved in front of a large truck heading in the opposite direction. Rachel yanked the steering wheel back and narrowly missed having being splattered in not so hot ways. The two girls gulped in air as their heart rates settled after that near collision.
"Holy whipped cream johnny depp spiderman!" exclaimed Brooke. Rachel shot her an incredulous look before settling her eyes on the road, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"Remind me why we're dating again?"
Brooke and Rachel's Day Out- Dinner
"So. Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Brooke asked Rachel with a teasing smile. Rachel glared at her from across the table.
"Fuck you."
Brooke smiled triumphantly. Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Lets be serious Brooke. If anything you're MY girlfriend." Rachel argued. Brooke pouted.
"Why?"
"Because you're totally my bitch." Rachel said confidently. Brooke glared at her.
"I'm totally NOT your bitch! I'm nobody's bitch!" Brooke argued. By this time most people in the restaurant were looking over in their direction. Rachel leaned in towards Brooke.
"The leash we used the other day said otherwise." she said with a smirk. Brooke leaned in and hushed her voice to whisper.
"We agreed we'd never mention that in public!" she whispered harshly. Rachel sipped her champagne innocently.
The waiter arrived just then setting their food down in front of them. They began eating in comfortable silence. Rachel paused in eating and looked at Brooke. In the soft glow of the restaurant Brooke looked breathtaking in brown dress she was wearing. Her hair was pulled back, letting rings of her hair frame her face and shoulders elegantly. The diamond earrings she wore sparkled in the light. Rachel didn't realize she was staring.
Brooke lifted her fork halfway to her mouth when she noticed Rachel was gazing at her.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"You're so beautiful." Rachel breathed out, looking directly into Brooke's eyes. Brooke was taken aback by the sincerity she displayed. She lowered her fork and gazed right back at the redhead.
"Thank you." Brooke said softly. She watched the redhead as he went back to her eating. Brooke thought Rachel looked stunning in her black strapless dress and heels. The diamond pendant she wore around her neck accentuated her neck. She let her hair falls naturally over her shoulders. Rachel was sitting in front of a light, forming an aurora around her hair. The thought made Brooke smirk.
Earlier, when they were getting ready at their place, they had dressed in separate rooms. They made their big reveals at the front door. She had to admit that they made a hot couple.
"You scrubbed up quite nicely yourself." Brooke stated after a moment of silence. Rachel smirked.
"I would have preferred someone to help me scrub up." Rachel said in a low husky voice, causing Brooke to choke slightly on the bite of salad she had been chewing on. She tried to wash it down by taking big gulps from her champagne glass while Rachel snickered. Brooke patted her chest and cleared her throat, trying to look casual. Rachel kept talking.
"While we're dishing out compliments, this is a really great place you chose." Rachel said, looking around. Brooke smiled.
"The other times I've been here on dates, it didn't look quite like this." Rachel continued. The smile Brooke had fell from her face and was replaced by an annoyed look. "They must have redone something." Rachel mused, not quite catching her slip.
"Other dates, huh?" Brooke tried to sound casual but her voice was noticeably strained. Rachel looked back at her face as if realizing for the first time that she probably shouldn't have mentioned that.
"Just a few other guys!" Rachel tried to make it sound better but wasn't quite helping. Brooke stabbed her salad and shoved the fork into her mouth, chewing forcibly. Rachel frowned, then leaned forward curiously.
"Wait a minute. Are you...dare I say it...jealous?" Rachel asked with a slight twinkle of amusement in her eyes. Brooke scoffed loudly.
"Why should I be? I already know you're a hoe bag." Brooke said, keeping her focus on killing her salad slowly and without mercy. Rachel rolled her eyes at her.
"As if I'm the cheap whore talking." Rachel said. Brooke ignored her. Rachel tried again.
"Come on Brooke, you're not giving me enough credit...I didn't sleep with most of them!" Rachel argued. Brooke's chewing sped up. Rachel ran her hand through her hair and sighed.
"Please Brooke, you don't have to be jealous." Rachel said softly, drawing Brooke's eyes back to her. Rachel bit her lip slightly.
"Don't be jealous of them because they're the ones that should be jealous of YOU, Brooke. Because compared to all the other dates I've had here, this is SO much better. I wouldn't trade this day for anything because you were in it, and you make me happy." Rachel stated with conviction. Brooke was held captive by Rachel's eyes, holding her own unflinchingly. "And as weird as it is, it makes me happy to know that you're jealous of something, no matter how insignificant they were compared to you, because it tells me that you give a shit. And no one has ever given a shit about me like you do, Brooke." Rachel's voice continued quivering slightly. Brooke's eyes were brimming with tears by now.
Rachel paused a moment. "That's why I love you." Rachel said firmly, amazingly her voice never cracking as she held Brooke's gaze. Brooke's eyes widened significantly at Rachel's last statement. Her head was spinning.
"You...what?" Brooke choked out. Rachel's eyes widened significantly as well, realizing what she had just said.
"That's why I like you. That's what I meant to say, I swear!" Rachel tried to cover up frantically, her deer in the headlights expression never leaving her. Brooke pointed a finger at her in an accusing way.
"No you didn't!"
"Yes I did!"
"No you didn't!"
"I did!"
"You said you loved me! Too late to take it back!" Brooke yelled triumphantly. Rachel was about to say something else when Brooke quickly interrupted her.
"I love you too." Brooke said with an impatient tone. Rachel shut her mouth and looked at Brooke, shocked.
"You...What?" Rachel choked out. Brooke smiled even wider, scooting closer to the shocked redhead.
"Let me say it a bit clearer. I love you too, Rachel hoe bag Gatina." Brooke said softer this time taking Rachel's hand in hers. Rachel stared at Brooke slightly slack-jawed. Brooke reached over below her chin and snapped Rachel's mouth close, then took Rachel's face in her hand. Rachel's eyes brimmed with tears as she put her hand over Brooke's.
"I love you, Brooke cheap whore Davis." Rachel said affectionately back, tears finally streaming over. Brooke's own tears couldn't be held at bay as the two girls stood up and embraced each other in the middle of the restaurant.
The other patrons clapped some, not sure what was going on, but it looked like a moment you were supposed to clap at. Rachel and Brooke ignored them as their lips met in a mind-blowing kiss that left both of them breathless after only a few moments. Their foreheads rested together and Rachel looked Brooke in the eyes with an unmistakable look.
"I want you. Now." Rachel said in a raspy voice that left Brooke weak in the knees.
"Girl, you don't have to tell me twice." Brooke said quickly as she turned around to call to the waiter.
"Check please!"
You think that's the end of their day? Not a chance. More to come! Review!