Hey! I know it's been a while and I'm so sorry. I promise I'm trying to finish this story, no I'll finish this story there are only 2 or 3 chapters and probably an epilogue left anyway.
So someone told me (I don't remember who) that I was writing an insufferable and very annoying Brooke. That's really not my intent because with Nathan she's actually my favorite character on the show. Here I was going for a whimsical, determined and sometimes a little childish but very loyal with a heart of gold Brooke. I'd like to have your thoughts about that? I'm open to any criticism, if you don't like the Brooke I wrote I'll try to rectify my writing.
Anyway here's the rest of Brucas' wedding day.
Have a nice day
"So I'm gonna start because you're a writer so there's no doubt that your vows are gonna be much better and I don't want the pressure to speak after you." Brooke said to Lucas laughing nervously before she paused and took a deep breath. "I wanted this day to be perfect, but I promise you that I'm not here with you because of the big party, the fancy clothes, the good food, the cake or the gifts. I would marry you again today in a flash flood, in a hurricane, in nuclear holocaust, in rain, in sleet, in blizzards, wearing a burlap sack with a half-crazed officiant who barely spoke broken English. And I know that I'm a spoilt child but I would marry you even if all that awaited us was a cardboard box and roach roommates so that we could be together each day." She started to recite in front of everyone. "And if in the far-off future someone were to ask me what my life's achievements were… I would say that it was the time living by your side, spending forever with you, loving you and holding you." She finished looking tenderly at him.
"First of all, I want to thank you for setting incredible expectations on me. Way to ruin my speech Pretty girl!" Lucas said winking at her and she stuck out her tongue at him.
Lucas cleared his throat before he started. "I, take you Brooke, to be my lawfully wedded lucky-wishbone, my little baby, best friend and fellow bandit. Whom I'm solemnly swear to love and to cherish, from this day forward, for better and most especially for worse, to fill your heart full of hell yes if it's what you need most, to kiss you so damn hard that it starts a hurricane on the other side of the earth. Our love will be bare-knuckled, bloodied, baby, brazen like a street brawl. Our love will be a wildfire I'll reignite every morning at dawn. I vow to stand by you, at your side like a loaded sidearm slung to a brown leather gun-belt. I would drag myself through all seven hells to find you then air-lift you out like it was nothing but some B-grade, two star, 90s action movie. But I digress." He paused. "I now commit myself to you, the very same way a star commit to a constellation, I am but one small strand of your collective brilliance. But I promise to you now, that has always been and will always be enough. Because you see for me it's not 'I do', from the minute that I saw you, in my heart, it already was."
A single tear rolled down Brooke's cheek and despite the rules Lucas moved towards her and gently wiped it away then he kissed her cheek tenderly. He just couldn't resist.
Peyton and Haley gave the rings to Brooke and Lucas and the two of them exchanged them as an eternal symbol of their love and commitment.
"By the power vested in me by the State of New York I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now ki…" The minister started to say but was cut off by Lucas who was eager to kiss his bride.
Lucas kissed Brooke intensely like he actually wanted to start that hurricane on the other side of the earth, then he picked her up and twirled her around a few times.
The guests stood up and applauded as the new married couple were leading out, running like wild children.
Chan Marshall invited Brooke and Lucas on the dance floor before she started to play the first notes of Where is my love. Lucas didn't feel like he was dancing probably because he was so busy to look at her. Her glassy eyes were smiling at him and he silently thanked whoever was up in the sky for that day when he decided to celebrate his birthday in that club. When he first saw her, she felt undeniable, as if they had been star-crossed lovers in all kinds of parallel universes. It just felt like if they weren't together the world would crash or something.
Where is my love?
Where is my love?
Horses galloping
Bring him to me
Where is my love?
Where is my love?
Horses running free
Carrying you and me
"Penny for your thoughts."
"I was thinking of another world with you as this very opinionated and strong Greek queen who was wooed by men from all over the world and me as this knight who likes to fight dirty to get what he wants." Lucas told her.
"Oh! And tell me, what do you want in this world?" Brooke asked playfully.
"You. No matter what universe Baby, you're all what I want." Lucas said completely losing himself into her eyes, that he didn't know if he could ever find his way back. Not that he wanted to anyway.
Nathan took his fifth glass of champagne as Brooke came to sit next to him.
"Huh huh! No moping on my wedding day." Brooke ordered to her brother with a gentle smile.
"I'm not moping, I'm savoring your Dom Perignon."
"I bet today brings back a lot of memories." Brooke ignored his superficial answer.
"Come on sis'! This is your dream come true. You deserve it. I really wanted this for you. Don't waste your time worrying about your big brother. Enjoy your big day, I don't know go dance with your husband. I'm fine I swear."
"The truth is, I'm feeling a little down myself." Brooke confessed.
"What's wrong?" Nathan asked concerned after he put down his flute of champagne.
"I just wish she was there with us. That don't seem fair at all to me." Brooke said with teary eyes.
"You can be sad Brooke, or even angry. I get it. Trust me I've been down that road before. Mum was gone way too soon and we never had the chance to have a proper father. But we had each other, do you know how lucky we are?" Nathan paused to collect his thoughts. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that... I couldn't have foreseen that great thing that would follow our mother's death. You know, that deeper love I have for you. The extraordinary connexion that we have. I've been lucky enough to fall in love twice, and here I am today loving a girl so much that it hurts but no matter how hard I'm gonna fall for this girl, you will always be my one. And if that girl crushes my soul, I know I'll always have a home to come back to."
"I love you brother." Brooke managed to say through her tears.
"Come here." Nathan took her in his arms.
"I feel like she was there with us today. I kept praying for snow you know… and it actually happened when we were walking down the aisle. I can't help but think that she made it happen." Brooke confessed wrapped up in her brother's arm. "Do you think this is crazy?"
"That would be rich coming from a guy who is talking to his dead beloved wife from time to time." Nathan said sarcastically.
"Victoire would have loved Haley. Especially feisty Haley, you know the one who constantly brought you down a peg or two." Brooke said in a joking mood. "Whoever she is now. I can practically hear her say 'You go girl! Give him hell!'"
"Yeah." He chuckled. "She would have adored her! Did you know that the first time I met Vic she called me a moron in french? And I stupidly kept smiling at her because I couldn't understand what she was saying." Nathan told his sister laughing softly at the memory.
"That sounds like her." Brooke laughed too.
"God I miss her." Nathan sighed, his throat tightening and the champagne starting to get to his head.
"I don't miss her that much today." Brooke frowned. "She would have shown up in an awful 90's mom jeans with a Bob Dylan tee and still managed to look better than me." She joked.
"She wouldn't have dared."
"Really?" Brooke raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you're probably right on that one." Nathan laughed. "I remember looking at her that day as she was walking in the frat house… She was a bright light disclosing the distressing banality. Everyone and everything looked plain in comparison to her."
"Yeah, she had the indecency to look beautiful inside and out without even trying."
"She was the sun and I figured that nothing would ever shine brighter than her. So when she died I decided that I would stayed by myself, that I won't ever get involved with someone again. I just couldn't stand mediocrity, you know? But who would have thought that the universe would manage to surprise me again. Haley is so beautifully flawed, darkly enchanting like a melancholic sonata." Nathan said with a tipsy smile.
"The way you talk about them, it's like poetry."
"That's the alcohol talking." Nathan justified.
"Come on brother! You know I know better."
"I hate that I can't fool you."
"I know that underneath this cold behavior is the purest and most sensitive heart."
"Yeah whatever." Nathan rolled his eyes.
"I think that you should marry her." Brooke blurted out.
"What?!" Nathan almost spat his champagne.
"Have another kid, maybe two." Brooke continued.
"Brooke I know that it's your wedding day, but you're not allowed to drink."
"I'm not drunk silly! That's you. It's just…" Brooke trailed off trying to collect her thoughts. "What were the odds? I mean after all the fucking assholes I stumble across here I am today. And look at her?" Brooke asked her brother as she was pointing Haley who was dancing with Grace and Lily.
It was already late or rather early in the morning and Cat Power band had already left. Nothing compares 2U by Sinéad O'Connor was playing and only the three of them and a couple were slow dancing on the dance floor. Haley had removed her high heels and made them spin alternately.
"Today feels like a new beginning." Brooke said hopefully.
"Yeah it kinda does." Nathan replied to his sister while he was looking with heart eyes at Haley.
"Promise me something, would you?" Brooke asked Nathan.
"What?"
"Be happy Nate. Life is short so live it and not in a half ass way. There's no such a thing as too fast or too big. Do what makes you happy. No regrets."
"So you want me to go on that dance floor, get on one knee and ask her to marry me on your wedding day? You're insane!" Nathan said a little too loudly.
"Now on that dance floor, tomorrow or next month, whatever, just do it!"
"Now that's crazy talk!" Nathan threw his arms in the air.
"What's wrong with a little crazy?" Brooke asked him before she left him to meet Lucas and Nathan shook his head.
Everyone had left, even Brooke and Lucas who had to catch their plane to French Polynesia in only five hours. After that Nathan had managed to put Grace to bed, not that it was easy considering his state of intoxication, he went back to the ball room where he found Haley sat at a table looking quite preoccupied.
"Hey Beautiful." Nathan said lowering himself behind her to put his arms around her and kiss her temple.
"Hey." She replied forcing a smile.
"What's wrong?" He asked as he sat on the chair next to her.
"This is not the day to talk about this."
"Haley it's okay. You can talk to me." He reassured her. "Please." He begged.
"I'm… I'm pregnant." She said hesitantly biting her lower lip.
"Really?" He beamed. He wanted to take her in his arms and twirl her around.
"Nathan I…" She started to say.
"God! I'm so happy right now. You have no idea how happy you just ma…"
"Nathan!" She cut him off. "I don't want to keep it." She said bluntly.
"Wh… I'm sorry I don't understand."
"I can barely take care of myself. I just can't have a baby right now."
Did someone just punch him in the face? Because it certainly felt like it. He didn't know if he was even breathing at the moment. But that just made sense, every time his life was starting to go well something couldn't wait to fuck it all up because God forbid that a Scott can catch a fucking break and be happy for fucking once.
So? How was it? I didn't write Lucas vows because I don't have enough talent to write writer's wedding vow. I found them on Pinterest.
Please leave a review if you want me to finish this story.
See you soon hopefully.
