Unwritten
Chapter 48
(Listen to Hey Lady by Thriving Ivory.)
She checks her pulse
Got to know if her pulse is still beating.
The chatter and laughter of small children was heard in the nearby distance. Penelope and Jamie were playing amongst themselves. While Jamie was enjoying time with a few friends from school. Lucas decided that it was time to loosen his grip on his children for months he kept them close by. Not wanting them out his sight in fear of losing them in the same way he had lost Brooke. Now he was able to breath somewhat easier now that she was home. The last thing he wanted for their children was for them to end up too terrified to live, experience, and make mistakes.
This experience during the past year. Had hardened him. Made him cautious, anxious, and unable to stop himself from wanting revenge. On both Peyton and Xzavier. But he knew acting on those dark thoughts would only cause more pain and misery and his family was barely hanging on. As for relationship with Brooke he had this question mark in front of it. Every time he thought of it now. Unsure where they were going what the future had in store.
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Hours Later
The aroma of freshly popped popcorn filled the air. Bowls of chips and plates of brownies and cookies were spawled out all over the coffee table.
The women were sitting beside each other wrapped in a large multi colored blanket. On one of the comfortable couchs in Nathan and Haley's living room. The family of 3 were now a family of 4. The couple had adopted a teen run away. A 14 year old girl named Ivey. Who was now Ivey Scott.
On the Tv was Netflix. The three friends were binge watching various series they loved.
Rachel brought over one of the plates of cookies. And placed it in the center of where they were.
Haley looked over at Brooke. She took her hand in hers.
(Thank you for coming back here with us. I know it wasn't what you wanted to do but you heard what we had to say and trusted us and that means alot. Whenever you are ready to talk about it we'll be here.) She said.
Brooke looked from Haley to Rachel. (Thank you both for talking me off the ledge. I was so determined to run away and diseapper. Failing to remember that would only make things worse. Marc and Penelope are young enough to not be as affected by me not being around. But for me i missed so much.)
(And that is a reality i have to live with. With Lucas he was left all alone to juggle every aspect of the life we shared alone. I want to turn back the clock since that's impossible. I need to stop carrying every part of this around with me. Because it's exhausting. Emotionally and mentally draining.) Brooke said.
(When i said there was no physical harm done. It wasn't the truth. Peyton was gone alot. I was left alone with Xzavier for long periods of time. And i was determined to get out of there no matter what it took he was in control. I hated that feeling so weak and without any power of mine. I thought by just keeping it in and acting as if it never happened. I would move past it. I was home with the man i love, our kids, my friends. That would be enough. But it's not. I can't keep lying to myself or any of you anymore.) Brooke said. Wiping away the tears that were falling from her eyes.
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Lucas leaned over taking her hand in his. As they walked up the stairs and through the hallway. Once they reached the bedroom they shared. The couple walked inside together.
Lucas shut the door and focused on Brooke.
They were completly alone. Marc and Penelope. Were enjoying much antipated bonding time with their grandparents. Karen, Victoria, and Ted.
Brooke took a deep breath looked up at Lucas and started to speak.
(Xzavier called me his Porecelain goddess. He was always touching me. Never giving me a second to forget his presence. Combined with the roughness of his hands and coldness of the gun. That always pressed against my skin. Which made me never attempt to go against what he wanted because otherwise he would kill me. He was so much stronger than me. He loved that. Having such an advantage towering over me.)
(The first time he raped me. He left bruises. His grip on me was so tight i could barely move or scream. Even if i had we were underground no one would of helped me. Our encounters happened time and time again. Each time i fought him he beat me. Hitting and punching me. Making sure to leave a mark. Scars. He saw me as his property. I realized soon that Peyton purposely left me there.)
(Knowing his intensions. She wanted to punish me. And through him she did that.)
(I have bruises and scars all over my body. That's why i change in the bathroom every night. I don't sleep. Each time i close my eyes. I have flashbacks of those days and nights. I feel his hands on my body and see his face. That's why i didn't want you to get close to me. Why i've become so cold and distant. I'm broken, . At least i feel that way.) Brooke confessed. Looking to him.
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