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Brooke'sPov
"Haley, I don't know. Maybe I'm just going through some flu thing that's going around…that uh... only happens with women." I asked hopefully.
Haley looked at me.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Brooke, seriously? Are we going through this again? Plus we're already here." She replied in final tone.
I sighed. It's been a month since Peyton's incident. She's being released tomorrow. She been doing good and her scars have cleared. The only thing is that she can't walk that well, so she has to go to therapy.
"Brooke. Brooke Davis." A nurse called coming out of one of the doors. I looked around the waiting room seeing if anybody else would answer.
"Brooke." Haley whispered. I still refused to answer and sunk down in my seat.
"Um… sorry, she's Brooke Davis. Brooke, get up!" Haley told the nurse.
"Fine." I groaned. I walked over to the nurse, she smiled at me, and then led me to the back toward one of the rooms.
"Okay, just take your clothes off and put this on." The old nurse said to me, then left the room.
I put the paper jacket and sheet on, and then sat on the hard bed. About ten minutes later, the women walked in with a doctor suit on.
"Hi, Brooke, I'm Dr. Walker." I smiled slightly at her. Then she took weighed me, recorded my height, and asked me so routine questions.
"Okay, now, Brooke I want you to lay down on the cot and put your feet in the stirrups." She directed me.
I did what she told me and tried to zone out what was happening.
Fifteen minutes later, I was getting dressed. "Okay now, Brooke, we'll call you when you get your results." The doctor told me.
I mumbled thanks and walked out the room and went to pay for the check-up. I walked into the waiting room and Haley immediately walked up to me wrapping her arms around me.
I hugged her back briefly, then pulled back and looked her in the eye. "Now what do we do?" I asked nervously.
Haley rubbed my arms and led me out into the parking lot. "Now, we wait."
"Brooke, are you alright?" Lucas asked glancing at me worriedly as we ate dinner. I don't know why, but it annoyed me.
"Yeeeessss, I just need some space." I replied irritated.
"You know, the last girl that told me that ended up leaving me." He joked, but I just wasn't in the mood.
I rolled my eyes at his comment while standing up to throw my half eaten food away. I started cleaning the dishes then Lucas came up behind me wrapping his arms around his waist.
"What's wrong, PrettyGirl?" he whispered softly in my ear. I don't know why this happened, but I just started to cry. I pushed Lucas away, ran into the bedroom locking it, and bawled my eyes out.
Lucas banged on the door pleading me to let him in, but I just cried harder. Finally he gave up and I crawled into the bed and laid there, but I couldn't sleep. I didn't feel that familiar warm, safe body next to me holding me close. When the clock hit midnight, I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped up grabbing a blanket and pillow and walked out to the living room.
I walked over to the couch where Lucas was asleep and cuddling up to him. He immediately wrapped his arms around me not saying a word, but I knew he was worried.
LucasPov
"Haley, can I talk to you?" I asked. I wanted to ask her about Brooke, she was acting weird and wouldn't talk to me at all.
Haley nodded and we walked a little ways from the group. "Do you know what's wrong with Brooke?" I say immediately.
"Uh, no, why?" I look at her hard to see if she's lying, but couldn't detect anything.
I run my hand through my hair agitated. "She, uh, well she just broke down yesterday and started crying when I asked her what was wrong. Then later in the night, she came and cuddled up to me. Now tell me that that doesn't sound weird?" I explain to Haley.
"Luke, you know she's probably just overwhelmed with Peyton getting out and stuff.
"Luke, Haley, let's go." Brooke said walking over to us with a full dimpled smile on her face. I grab her hand and kissed the side of her head.
I'm glad that Brooke and Peyton are friends again even if they're not that close as they were before. We walked into the room to get Peyton to take her home.
"Ready, P. Sawyer?" Brooke asked treating Peyton like a china doll.
"Brooke, please, stop treating me like I can't do anything." Peyton complained.
Brooke dropped what she was doing and what was in her arms stalking out of the room mumbling, "Fine, I won't do anything!"
Everyone was quiet for a while. Then Peyton broke the silence with a thundering question.
"What's wrong with her? Is she pregnant or something?" It was suppose to be a joke, but we all, except Haley, wondered if it was true.
Haley laughed shakily, "Funny, Peyton. Umm…let me go check on her." She ran out of the room before we could stop her.
"Oh my God, Brooke is pregnant!" Peyton said out loud.
"No, we don't know that." I protested. Nathan and Peyton looked at me like I was crazy.
"Dude, are you stupid? I know you saw how Haley just reacted. She knows Brooke's pregnant." Nathan said.
"Okay, we'll figure it out when we get me out of here, boys." Peyton declared.
Both Nathan and I helped Peyton into a wheelchair. Then Nathan wheeled her out to the exit where Brooke and Haley where talking. They immediately stopped talking when they saw us coming out.
"Hi," Brooke whispered, "sorry about freaking out back there. I've just been stressed lately." Brooke explained.
"It's okay, Brooke." Peyton said smirking at her.
We all went to Haley and Nathan's house, where Peyton would be staying. The whole ride there I just couldn't stop glancing at Brooke and wondering if she really was pregnant.
Once Peyton got settled, Brooke and I left seeing as Peyton was tired.
"Brooke?" I asked on the way home, "Are you, you know…pregnant?" I asked tentatively.
"Why would you say that, Lucas?" she retorted. I knew that she would blow up because of how sensitive she's been lately.
"Well, Peyton just brought it up and I was thinking of how you've been acting lately and thought that maybe you were." I answered in a gentle voice trying not to make her made.
"So I get stressful and you just assume that I'm pregnant. Also how have I been acting lately Lucas? What does that mean?" she says harshly.
I sighed and shook my head while pulling in to the driveway. "Forget it, okay? Please, just forget that I ever said anything." I said trying not to start a fight.
"So now we just forget it if we have a problem with something? Luke, you don't care at all do you?" she basically yelled as she got out of the car.
I got out of the car and followed her into the house. She headed straight to the kitchen opening the freezer and getting a small cartoon of ice cream. I leaned against the counter.
"Brooke, why are you being like this?" I asked pleading with my eyes.
Before she could respond, a voice cut through the air.
"What wrong in happily ever after world?" We both turned toward the voice shocked at who we saw.
"Sam!" Brooke strangled out, then ran and hugged her. Though I was happy that Sam was here, something kept running through my mind. It was that Brooke never told me if she was pregnant or not.
Brooke'sPov
"God, Sam, when did you get here? I thought that you'd be at school still." I asked. I had missed her so much. She left for college a little after Peyton had left.
Her major was film, but her minor was creative writing.
"I got here today. I went to your house, but I didn't see your car so I can here and saw your car in the driveway. I've been waiting for about two hours. Where have you guys been?" She asked pulling me toward the couch.
"We were picking Peyton up from the hospital." I replied forgetting that she didn't know that Peyton was in the hospital. Heck, she didn't know Peyton was alive and in Tree Hill.
"God, it's a long story." I said with a sighed.
"Well I've got time, Mom. Spill." She demands playfully.
I smile widely at her calling me mom. Even though she's been calling me that for a while now, I still haven't got over how it melts my heart.
"Well after you left…." I started telling the story that rivals all love stories forgetting my problems that would turn my life upside down.
Peyton'spov
"Just yell if you need anything, okay honey?" Haley told me. I nodded and she closed the door leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I have to leave. Tree Hill just wasn't the home it once was. Everyone was moving on and was happy. Everyone, but me. I feel isolated. Like I'm surrounded by darkness crawling around and just when I think I've found a way to escape, darkness envelops me again.
I don't wanna hurt everyone like I did before, but I just can't stay here. Just as soon as I get better, I'm going back to L.A.
Moving on, is a simple thing, what it leaves behind is hard. ~ Dave Mustaine
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