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Chapter 33

His Side of The Story

He was speeding. He had gone through five stop signs and three red lights he was at the point of not caring. He would kill her. Tar and feathered her. He would have no consideration for her, no mercy. He was going to crush her. She was dead. There was no place that she could hide, he would find her and destroy her. Brooke Davis was a dead woman.

It had been the most humiliating experience of his life. She had busted into the boardroom without a care in the world. She had looked like a lunatic, a raving lunatic. She had managed in less than five minutes to crush his credibility with the Scott Board members. The small celebration to honor his success had been ruined all by her. She had yelled at him. She had insulted him. She had humiliated him. She had basically called him a child abuser. Then to top it all off she had actually had the nerve to ask him to pull his pants down so she could whip him with it. He had been so shock by the whole thing that even after she had run out he had not moved. Thank god for Jake who somehow managed to laugh the whole thing off. He had pretended that it had been a huge joke. But Lucas knew that the board members weren't buying it, as walked out he saw their faces, some filled with anger while others were filled with confusion. He knew that by now the whole town was once again whispering about the Scott family. The gossip surrounding Nathan's tryst had finally died down, but now thanks to Brooke's melodrama, the Scott name would be on everyone's lips. How many times had he wondered Nathan's reasoning behind the whole Haley and Brooke mess? Now after her little show he knew why Nathan had turned to Haley. Brooke was crazy, irrational, a nut case who deserve to be locked up in the mental ward.

He finally reached his house and saw her mother's car in the driveway. Her mother's car what a joke, he thought to himself, instead of going around ruining people's lives she should grow up and buy her own car. A nice dose of reality is what the little darling of Tree Hill needed and in a few minutes that exactly what she was going to get. As he reached the front steps of the mansion he smiled as he thought of her face when he threw her ass out onto the street. He quickly opened the front door and walked into the foyer. He looked around and he didn't see her. He quickly climbed up the stairs, two steps at a time till he reached the top running straight into Sara.

"WHERE IS SHE?" He yelled...

"Shhhh, that sweet baby finally fell asleep and I won't have you waking him up."

"Sara where is she?" Lucas asked her once again, but this time in a quiet voice.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb Sara. You know who I'm talking about. Where is she?"

"Oh the nanny from hell well she left. Oh by the way you had a number of phone calls. You're grandmother wants a word with you. Some Mouth guy, Jake, your secretary..."

Lucas was growing inpatient and was one step away from pulling his hair out. He knew better than to yell at Sara. So he took a deep breath before he spoke again.

"Sara don't play stupid. Brooke Where is she? Where is Brooke Davis? Don't try to deny it I saw her mother's car in the driveway. Where is she?"

"Oh Brookie, she's in Drew's room. Lucas calm down. Lucas stop running. LUCAS?" Sara screamed as she ran down the hall after him

Lucas reached the nursery and opened the door. He was not prepared for the sight before him. Sitting in the rocking chair with his nephew in her arms was Brooke dead asleep. He stood watching her. She looked beautiful, peaceful. Drew laying on her chest, like it was the most natural thing in the world. He forgot what he was going to do. For a brief moment as he stared at the woman who was suppose to marry his brother holding his son with another woman in her arms. He forgot the anger that he had felt. He forgot the need he had to kill her with his bare hands. But then he remembered and his blood began to boil. He was just about to charge into the nursery but Sara grabbed his arm.

"Don't" was all she said as she motioned him to follow her.

"Sara..."

"Luke I've known you since you were Drew's age so don't Sara me. Leave them alone. Come down to the kitchen with me and have a piece of banana bread. "

"Banana bread are you crazy? No I don't want a piece of banana bread. What I want is Brooke Davis out of this house. I want her scrawny ass out of here. Do you have any idea what that bitch did to me. She humiliated me. I'm ruined. All the work I've done, the sacrifices, everything is ruined thanks to that little bitch. I don't get it. All I hear from everyone is poor Brooke she's the victim blah, blah, blah. Victim my ass. That girl is covered head to toe in issues. The worst part is that nobody realizes how screwed up she is. IS EVERYONE BLIND? Leave them alone are you crazy. I want her far away from Drew, from this house. You and my grandmother have this soft spot for that bitch..."

Sara threw her hands up in the air. "Hey watch your mouth. That bitch as you call her rescued your nephew from the evil witch you hired. Don't look at me like that, I know you didn't know. She fooled you but before you run your mouth listen to me. Don't blow a gasket till you hear me out."

Lucas sat down in a nearby chair and listen as Sara explained to him what had happen. His eyes got bigger and bigger as she described the conditions that they had found little Drew in. Lucas felt sick to his stomach. How could he have hired a nanny that would neglect his nephew? What was wrong with him? Drew was his number one priority. No matter what he had promised his brother that Drew would be number one in his life. He would be his father. He had failed. He had done what he said he would never do and that is put Drew last. Lucas couldn't remember the last time he had tucked in his nephew for the night. He couldn't remember the last time he had taken Drew to the playground. Well that was all about to change. He would make sure that once again Drew was his number one priority, above all else. He had screwed up. When Kimberly had quit he had panicked. He had been in the middle of closing three major deals and the whole budget fiasco had been driving him insane. The last thing that he had time for was to hire a new nanny. He had called Jules and begged her for her help. After all she had been the one to find Kimberly. The next day he Jules had presented him with Nanny Rosalyn. He had been impressed her credentials had been impeccable. He had hired her on the spot. He had left her and Drew alone. He had not taken the time to check out the interaction between the baby and the nanny. When he had hired Kimberly he had spent the whole week watching her and the baby. He had even install nanny cams. But with Nanny Rosalyn he hadn't even bothered. Now he had to face the consequences for his actions.

"Is he okay Sara? What did the doctor say?" Lucas asked Sara without looking at her.

"The doctor said he will be fine. You can call him. I have already called Mae and well the nanny is long gone. Thank god for Brooke."

"Brooke! Well no matter what you say she had no right to come into my office and treat me like that. She doesn't know me. I don't care what she did; to me she still is a spoiled brat. Look Sara yeah she managed to get Drew medical attention and she made us all aware of the abuse but that's it. I refuse to give her anymore credit. She still a spoil rich girl who thinks the earth revolves around her." Lucas said with a scowl. No matter what he was still angry with Brooke.

Sara sighed. "You and I are going to have a little talk while that little angel sleeps. Come on you and me and some banana bread. Let's go."

Ten Minutes later.

"Do you remember the first time you and I had one of our talks Luke?'

"No." Lucas lied.

"Well I do. You were about eight. You and Jake had gone off all day. Then when you got home you were sulking. You had broken someone's window. You're grandfather had gone ballistic and grounded you. You were so upset. You just sat there and didn't look me in the eye. It was so cute."

"Get to the point Sara." Lucas said in a sarcastic voice.

"Lucas don't be rude. It was cute when you were eight but it's not cute now. Anyway I've known you for a long time. Your mother was in labor for two days and for two days I held your grandmother's hand while we waited for you to make an appearance. When you're mother and father died I held you in my arms while you cried. I remember that you didn't cry in front of anyone. Nathan was hysterical but you just stood up straight and acted like a little man. Like you're father taught you. Later after everyone left I found you in your room crying in private. I held you tight and hugged you. I let you cry it out. Afterwards I bought you a piece of banana bread." Sara smiled as she cut into the loaf of bread that the cook had left out in the middle of the table.

"Sara…" Lucas said smiling.

"So my sweet boy you know dam straight that you've always been my favorite and that I have loved you as if you were mine. I adore you and I know that you made a mistake when you hired that nanny. So I'm going to be brutally honest with you Lucas, you're a shit,"

"Excuse me, did I hear you right."

"Yes you did you're a shit. I'm sorry but I have to tell you this. Now I'm not saying that Brooke was right in the way she handle the situation and I know that you were embarrassed but that's no excuse. To talk about a lady like that. Brooke is a sweetie. She's a good girl. I never, ever want to hear you talk about her that way again. You haven't been here Lucas. You've been in Europe sowing you wild oats and that's fine but just like you just said to me a little while ago she doesn't know you well you don't know her."

"I can't believe you're taking her side."

"Lucas are you listening to yourself this isn't about sides. Brooke came here to Nathan's house to deliver papers to your grandmother. This girl practically lived in this house all her life. I saw her everyday until Nathan died. She hasn't been here since the funeral. But today she came and when she heard Drew instead of leaving she went upstairs and took that baby in her arms without a care in the world. She was like a mother tigress fighting for her cubs. That's what kind of a woman Brooke Davis is; she stood up for a child that isn't hers. Nathan's child with another woman. Do you have any idea how hard it must be for her to look at Drew? Think about it."

"Sara you're right but she's still crazy."

Sara started to laugh… "She's not crazy Lucas she's passionate. She's full of life. I was so worried after Nathan died. I was so afraid that Brooke was going to change. And she did but for the better. She is so wonderful and caring. Drew loves her. He was smiling at Brooke and laughing. You have to see the way she holds him. I don't know what Nathan was thinking."

Lucas smiled as he remembered the way she looked sleeping while she held Drew in her arms.

"What were they like Sara?"

"Who?"

"Nathan and Brooke. Tell me about them. I want to know about my brother and Brooke."

Sara took a deep breath. Where would she start? There were so many memories. Nathan had been like a grandson too. She had loved him as much as she loved Luke. Nathan's death had not been easy on Sara and even now months later she still couldn't believe that he was gone.

"They were cute. Sweet, holding hands finishing each other sentences. Everyone in this town can say what they want to but I know that Nathan loved Brooke. When they first got together your Grandmother was very happy. Two great families the Davis's and the Scott's merging. The two companies, becoming one that was her dream. Brooke was so sweet and gentle. She loved everyone. If she saw a stray walking the street she would put it in her car and find it a home. She and Nathan used to stay up studying and I would hear them giggling. You're brother was always asking the cook for picnic baskets. He would take Brooke on these sweet dates. She would sit here in this kitchen gushing about them the next day. The perfect couple that's what everyone called them. "

"I don't understand why if they were so perfect did he cheat on her with Haley? There's got to

be something else that nobody knows."

"Luke do you remember those matching sailor suits that you're grandmother use to buy you?"

"Hell yeah."

"I remember that one Easter before church your grandmother wanted you to put it on and you

said no. She chased you all over the house. Finally you climbed up the tree. It took you're grand

father almost three hours to get you down. He had to promise to burn the suit. Now think about

that day. Think about Nathan."

"He wore the sailor suit. I made fun of him for years. He wore it I called him a sissy. It was

hysterical I think there's a picture somewhere."

"Yes Nathan wore the sailor suit because he didn't want to hurt your grandmother. But that day I

watched the way he looked at you standing on that tree branch he was so envious. He wanted to

be you. You see Nathan wanted to sow his own wild oats. He wanted to be you but he never did

it because he always wanted to do the right thing. He never wanted to disappoint anyone. "

"Are you saying that he stayed with Brooke for appearances?"

"No I asked him once no he really loved her. I think that it wasn't Brooke. He loved her and

wanted her but he wanted to just once be irresponsible. He wanted to be like you and feel what it

would be like to do something out of character. But in the end it bit him in the ass. Besides

Brooke deserved better"

"What do you mean?"

"You know I loved Nathan and I still do. He and Brooke were adorable but I just always felt that

Brooke could do better. There's this side of her that not a lot of people see. This side of her the

fun side the wild side. In a way she kind of reminds me of you."

"Brooke Davis reminds you of me are you kidding?"

"Hey Luke stop laughing yes she does. Trust me you and Brooke have a lot more in common

than you know. So sweetheart calm down and when Sleeping Beauty finally wakes up be nice to

her, be kind."