Summary: The gap between heaven and hell has never been wider. Preacher's daughters are bad girls who never get caught. Brucas.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I'm just a college senior who has no time yet always makes time for OTH. The title for the story comes from a Toby Keith song called God Love Her.
Please check out my new story, All Of The Stars. It's another Brucas one, with Brooke having a similar background to what Sophia Bush's character has on Chicago P. D. I hope you check it out and let me know what you all think!
Me and God Love Her
Chapter Thirteen
"What did you two possibly do? Getting a call to the school because our two daughters' were involved in a fight is not the best way to start the day. School didn't even start yet and ya'll are already in trouble. It doesn't stop does it?" Robert paced in front of them. Brooke and Haley were sent home for the day after the events happening with Rachel so that nothing escaladed.
"Dad we didn't do anything wrong." Haley tried to defend, but she knew her father. When he had his mind set it was very hard to change it.
"You threatened her!" Robert's voice rose. "Gosh, I expected this from you Brooke, but you Haley, this is unacceptable."
"Really?" Brooke's voice cracked. She didn't know why she was shocked by what her father told her, he said it to her before after all. "Is that how little you think of me, dad?"
"Brooklyn," He said with a sigh. "This is all because of that thing." He pointed to her stomach. "If you just listened to the bible, we wouldn't be here."
"Not everything is about the fucking bible dad!" Brooke didn't care about cursing right now. Her emotions were all over the place. Haley looked on completely shocked by the words coming out of Brooke's mouth. "God damn it. Just get over the fact that we're not little anymore. Yeah, I'm sixteen, but oh well. I'm having a kid and his father is supportive of it."
"Language Brooklyn!" He warned her and Brooke just rolled her eyes in response. "I handled everything going our way with the help of him." He pointed up.
"You can't be serious." Brooke looked dumbfounded. "You're not dealing with this at all or handling it well."
"Girls," Victoria made her way into the house.
"You're here just in time Mother, in time to hear how dad thinks he is handling all this. You know cause he's doing such a swell job at it." She sarcastically stated with another eye roll.
"Both of you, relax." Victoria spoke. "Brooklyn, cut the sarcasm and Robert, I don't know what you should do."
"I'm not living like this." Brooke confessed. "I'm tired of walking around like I don't belong in this house anymore. Dad you're doing exactly what you did to Quinn. Shutting me out because you hate my decisions in life is not really going to help at all."
"It was an accident."
"Quinn, things like this aren't accidents. You prevent it by not doing it." Robert sat on the couch with his head resting on his hands. He couldn't believe what his eldest daughter was telling him.
Pregnant. She was pregnant at seventeen.
After everything he and Victoria always taught them, she ends up knocked up.
"You can't be serious. I'm not going to stop doing what I wanted to because a book written thousands of years ago, that might not even be true, told me so." Quinn rolled her eyes and sunk lower into the couch. This is not how she wanted to be doing this. She didn't want her father's parents to find out the same time her parents did but one slip of Brooke and Haley and the truth is out.
"Don't you dare, young lady." Richard spoke sternly. He was going to stand up for the one thing he spent all of his past seventy years believing in even if it turned him against his granddaughter. "You don't talk like that ever. You think you suffer badly, imagine being Jesus on the cross. That's when you suffer. Not when you can't do a little thing and keep your legs closed."
"Richard!" This time Victoria spoke up. Her kids were her world. If there was two things to know about her it was (1) don't mess with her daughters no matter what they do and (2) don't disobey anyone. She put her daughters in front of her since Quinn was born and she wasn't going to stop now. "This fighting is not going to solve anything."
"We'll send her away to boarding school till the baby is born. Then it shall be placed for adoption so no one will know what horrible things Quinn has done to this family." Mary Davis spoke following in her husband's lead. "It's the best option."
"Don't I get an opinion? You know cause it is my body and all." Quinn spoke nervously. "It should be my choice."
"Keep the baby and there will be no support from any of us." Robert black mailed her. "I mean nothing. You can live here but no one but you is taking care of that baby."
"I think not having you to raise it will probably be the best option since right now I'm so messed up because how you raised me."
"Don't blame this on us, Quinn." Victoria managed to be heard.
"If you two weren't so strict I wouldn't have to be so scared to tell you. Hell, I wish those two never found out. Why are they even here?"
"Respect them, now!" Robert warned shooting a death glare at her. "Start looking for a job now because I'm done." With that Robert exited the room, never looking back at the mess he just started.
"You sneak out, come home drunk, your sixteen and pregnant. How am I supposed to feel about my daughter?" Robert yelled.
Haley sat there stunned. She knew she should stand up for Brooke but she didn't want to cause another dispute. "Dad just relax." She gained enough confidence just to say that.
"Relax? Really Haley? Get to your room." He demanded her. He really wasn't that angry at her, she was just the first one to step up and defend Brooke when he was angry. "Now, please." He said in a warning tone. "Don't make me repeat it."
With that Haley went up the stairs. Like Brooke does on conversations her parents have that the kids are not supposed to have, Haley sat down on the told of the stairs to hear the rest of the conversation.
"I'm not going to sit here and let you belittle me again and again and again. It's been a month dad and you still talk shit about me." Brooke couldn't get the courage to actually stare at her dad when she said those words to him. She just didn't have it in her.
"I'm not belittling you, Brooklyn." He rolled his eyes at her over exaggerated lie. "Cut the childish behavior. You made an adult decision, now follow through with it."
"Mom!" Brooke turned to Victoria for support.
In Victoria's mind, imagines of Brooke as a little girl started flashing. The ones were her dimples showed proudly on her two cheeks instead of a well-known pout that's been there since the news broke. "I'm not getting involved. Not this time. I tried last time and I was ignored so I'll just stay that way." Well the truth was she did have an opinion on the whole situation, an opinion that both Brooke and Robert will never agree too because they were both so damn stubborn in the first place.
With that Brooke rose from the couch and came to the one conclusion she's been dreading. Quinn told her it would happen, even Haley did also, but she couldn't believe it came down to this. "If you're going to treat me like shit because I'm taking responsibility for my actions then fine, go a head, do it. I don't care anymore because I realized something. I don't need you and I never will again dad. I'm leaving and don't expect me to come back like Quinn did. I'll prove you totally wrong." Brooke stood and made her way up to her room to start packing. She threw in as much clothes she could and grabbed her most valuables before heading back down. In all it took her a good hour and no one stopped her
Haley did stand at her door completely shocked by the events that transpired but she couldn't find the words to say so she just stood and watched.
Victoria was mumbling words of profanity to Robert, as far as Brooke could hear. She didn't care at this moment about any of it.
With a simple text to Lucas, asking him to pick her up she was gone.
"Look what you've done, Robert. Thanks for making me lose one daughter already and now we just lost another. I hope you're really happy about it. Right now the only thing that can save you from loosing even Haley or me is to pull the stick from your ass and lower your ego. Right now you're on the verge of loosing me along with them." Victoria walked in the path opposite of what Brooke took moments before.
-XO-OTH-XO-
"You know you can stay here, right? I don't want you back there." Lucas offered support after the whole story was told to him. "I don't want you around your dad, especially if he was going to act like he's been. It's not good for you or our son."
Brooke sighed heavily and frowned slightly. She had no clue what she was possibly going to do now. She had no home to turn to and she really didn't think the Scott's would let her stay long. "Luke.."
"Nope, don't even feel guilty about it. You're staying here. It's a pool house turned my amazing apartment. It's perfect for us now, and for when this one comes." He placed his hand gently on her stomach and smiled when he felt his son kick. "Even he agrees with me."
"Traitor." She mumbled causing Lucas to smirk at her.
"We'll make it work, okay? We can do this. Show everyone they are wrong."
"I just..." She didn't exactly know what she was feeling. All she did know was that being with Lucas calmed her. "Too bad neither one of us are eighteen so we couldn't run away."
"Running doesn't solve anything." He pointed out to her and she knew he was telling the truth. Every time they ran something bad happened after. This time she was going to fight her battles and do this whole thing.
"Fine, I'll stay." She gave in, playing it off dramatically when underneath she was a tiny bit excited about being with him.
"I love you, Brooke." Lucas kissed her lips softly. "Don't let anyone tell you other wise."
"I love you too Broody. I just hope we made the right choice." Brooke gladly accepted Lucas's arms being wrapped around her body. It comforted her from her thoughts.
"Hey Luke!" The couple's attention turned towards the door for the second time in two days. This time instead of being parents, it was Nathan. "Sorry, I didn't realize you where here Brooke. I'll just come back another day."
Brooke nudged Lucas as a way of saying it's okay and he should go with him.
"It's fine, Nate. I think a basketball game is calling our name." He picked up the leather ball form the floor and started walking to the door. "I'll be back whenever I kick his ass."
"I'll be waiting." Brooke made herself comfortable on the bed and sighed out of relief. This was going to be good. She could feel it.
So here's the end of chapter thirteen! I think there will be like two-three more chapters. Next one will fast forward till the baby is born or a year more. It's up to you guys! I have ideas for both. Thanks for reading!