Better Than This
Dan Scott walked into the dealership and saw his cardboard cutout and smiled he had a good life. He was rich. His son was going to be playing in the NBA well that was the plan anyway and he was running for mayor and he was sure he was gonna win. He walked into his office and smiled again. He had so much power and knew he could get away with almost anything. Well he proved it the other night when he taught that little slut a lesson. He laughed to himself as he remembered that night. Brooke Davis was Beautiful, popular and rich but she was also a slut, well Dan thought so anyway thats why he had done what he did anyway, she gave it up so easily that he didn't see the problem if he just took it. He laughed again, he was evil and he knew it but he couldn't resist not when it was so easy to get away with things. He had the whole town eating out of his hand. Well not the whole town there were a few people who hated him like his pill popping soon to be ex-wife Deb Scott. His other son Lucas Scott whom he abondaned. Karen Roe the one true love of his life and although he would never admit this to anyone other than himself his biggest regret in life was leaving Karen to raise their son alone. Then there was his brother Keith Scott he hated Dan for the way he had treated Karen and Lucas but Dan didn't care because he hated Keith aswell because he was jealous of his closeness to Karen and that killed him.
Brooke walked into her house and as soon as the door closed behind her headedto the drinks cabinet and picked up a bottle of vodka and went to her room. This had become her daily routine she would come home grab bottle from the cabinet and get drunk alone in her room. Sitting on her bed and feeling the liquid burn her throat as she drank it straight from the bottle, she broke down. She cried for what had happened to her. She cried for the baby that she was about to kill. But most of all she cried for herself. How had her life come to this, she used to have a perfect life but now all she wanted to do was crawl into a hole and die. She walked into the bathroom and reached for the thing she had been looking for. The razor. She walked back to her room and picked up the bottle taking a long swig she cried. She had had enough picking up the razor she drag it along her arm, waiting for the pain but she didn't feel anything, so she did it again and again until their were several bleeding cuts on her arm. she looked at herself in the mirror and cried. She was pathetic. She finished the bottle and passed out onn her bed. She woke up a couple of hours later to the phone ringing. Groaning she turned over ignoring the phone she couldn't deal with anyone just now. the answering machine picked up and Brooke sat up as she heard the message that was being left.
"Hi this is Kylie Williams from the Stevenson Family Planning Clinic I'm calling to notify Brooke Davis that her appointment is scheduled for tuesday at 5pm"
Brooke couldn't help but feel relieved soon this would all be over.
Brooke woke up the next day with a big hangover and decided that the only way to get rid of it was to keep drinking, she wasn't planing on going to school today anyway. She got inthe shower, noticing the marks on her arm she sighed, boy she needed a drink. After her shower she went and got ready and got in her car and headed to the grocery store. When she got there she bought a litre of vodka using her fake id. When she got home she went to the kitchen and got glass she then went up the stair to her room turned the music channel on and poured herself a drink. By luchtime brooke had drunk about half the bottle and wasfeeling well and truly drunk when she heard the doorbell. She stumbled down to the door and there on the other side stood none oher than the boy who owned her heart.
"Lucasss" she said jumping into his arms hugging him
"woah hey Brooke I just came over because I was worried about you because you weren't at school today, but you seem fine"
"I'm fine now that your here boyfriend. You know I have the house all to myself soooo wha..t doo you say are you up for some fun" she said trying to sound seducive
"Brooke have you been drinking" Lucas asked concerned
"Just a little, come on lets go upstairs" she said draging Lucas up to her room
When Lucas walked in he noticed the bottle of Vodka
"woah Brooke you said a little half a litre is not a little whats going on why are you acting like this, please let me in"
"why am I acting likethis god Lucas given that in the passed few weeks I have been raped, found out I am pregnant with his child and also nearly died I think I'm entitled to a good drink if I want one don't you" She shouted angry
"I know Brooke but you are better than this god it breaks my heart to see you like this. Just please let me help you" he said
"I can't Lucas I just need to be alone please" she whispered
"ok Brooke but just know that I love you Pretty girl and know that I'm here, we all are" he said kissing the top of her head before leaving
She heard the door slam when he left. She had had enough. She wanted her life back but concluded that it wouldn't happen until she got tomorrow over and done with. When her mind went to tomorrow she picked the vodka bottle up again. It was around 4pm when Brooke Davis's doorbell went for the second time that day, great she thought here we go again, reaching for the almost empty botle she finished it and then went to answer the door.It was Peyton.
"hey Pey...yton"she slurred
"Hey can I come in I need to talk to you" Peyton asked not waiting for an answer before heading up to Brookes room. Brooke followed and sat down on her bed.
"Brooke, Lucas told me what happened today. Oh my god did you drink all that bottle today?"
"yeh so it's not that much plus it helps"she replied
"yes it is, Brooke this isn't going to solve anything" Peyton said
"maybe not but it helps"
"right thats it get up take a shower your coming with me"
"where are we going"
"your going to be staying at mine for a few days so pack a bag and I'm not taking no for an answer"
Brooke decided it was no use arguing and went and started the shower. Once she had finished she grabbed her dressing gown from the back of the door and started getting a bag ready.Peyton was in her bedroom on the phone with Nathan, so she took the oppertunity to slip downstairs. Going to the fridge she grabbed four water bottles and emptied them in the sink. Shethen grabbed another vodka bottle and filled the bottles with it. She was definatly going to need them. She grabbed the bottles and stuffed them in her bag and went upstairs to finish getting ready. Peyton was sitting on her bed waiting for her.
"hey you nearly ready"Peyton said
"yeh just need to get changed" she replied
She grabbed jeans and a long sleeved jumper and started to get ready when she heard Peyton gasp. Turning around she saw Peyton staring at her
"brooke your arm you promised not to do that again!" Peyton shouted
"I know but I can't help it and until you've been through what I have you have no right to judge me"
"brooke I'm not judging you I just want to help you"
"you want to help me well then how about you just let me deal with this my own way...please"Brooke said
"ok Brooke I am going to trust you but listen to me carefully if i so much as see a red mark on you that shouldn't be there I will take you to a physchiatrist" Peyton threatend
"ok thank you Peyt now I'm ready lets go c'mon"
Brooke sat on Peytons bed listening to the music playing from the stereo, she didn't know what it was but it was depressing so she decided she liked it. Peyton was at her computer drawing as per usual. Brooke looked at her and rolled her eyes and reached into her back to get one of the water bottles. She took a long drink and sighed as the liquid burned her throat. She looked over at Peyton who was now watching her.
"Hey you ok"Peyton asked
"Yeh I think i'm gonna go for a drive" brooke said getting up off the bed grabbing the water bottle and heading to the door
"you want some company"
"nah I just need to be alone"
"ok see you"
Peyton watched from her window as Brooke climbed into her car somethings not right she thought
Brooke knocked on the door to Haley James' house waiting patiently for her to answer the door. She heard argueing so decided to see what was going on. She was at the top of the stairs when she heard who Haley was shouting at
"Just get out" Haley shouted
"No we need to talk about this" he replied
"I can't do this Nathan please just go"
"hey sorry to interrupt but I need to talk to Haley" Brooke said as she walked into Haleys room
"no it's ok Brooke i was just leaving I'll see you guys later" Nathan said as he left the room
They waited until they heard the front door slam.
"So tutor girl what was that all about" Brooke questioned
"oh nothing. So are you ok you said you wanted to talk" Haley quickly changed the subject, Brooke noticed this but decicded to let the matter drop
"yeh I'm fine it's just that I'm scared, I keep doing all these stupid things and I just I feel like I'm going crazy, I feel cheap and dirty and I just what it all to stop" she said as her eyes filled with tears
"what kind of stupid things" Haley asked
"it's not important"
"no c'mon Brooke you can tell me anything you know that"
"just stuff that helps"
"Brooke you didn't hurt yourself again did you" Haley said accusedly.Brooke just lowered her head in shame
"Let me see" Haley snapped
Brooke lifted the sleeve to reveal several deep gashes to her arm. Haley gasped and grabbed Brooke by the shoulders, she started to cry as she said
"Brooke promise me you will never do that again, the next time you feel you need to do it call me and I'll be right over no matter what time it is.Promise me" Brooke looked into her eyes
"I promise you hales"she said smiling weakly
"You have been through one of the worst things imaginable Brooke but you will get through this I promise we're all here to help you just have to let us in Brooke"
"yeh your right. Its just so hard Haley I feel like I just want to die"
"NO DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT AGAIN YOU HEAR ME!!!! God tigger I couldn't handle it if I lost you" Haley finished crying
She held Brooke until she fell asleep. She noticed Brookes water bottle and reached over for it and took a drink. She started coughing and spluttering as the vodka slid down her throat. She looked over at Brooke and picked up her phone, she needed to help her, something else was going on and she intended to find out what it was. She dialled the number and waited for an answer
"Hey can you come over I need to talk to you it's about Brooke"
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