Unwritten
Chapter 49
(Listen to Atlas by Coldplay.)
Lucas leaned over caressing her face with his hand. The couple locked eyes. (I hate that you had to endure all that. It makes sense why you've been acting how you were. You've been through hell and are and were traumatized because of it. You are not broken, Far from it. You are fearless, strong, and impossible to not love.) He said. Looking to her.
Brooke looked to him. (I was ashamed, guilty for keeping it from you, i feel so damaged. Lost.) She confessed. With emotion in her voice.
Lucas leaned over taking her in his arms. Hugging her tightly.
She hugged him back. Allowing the tears she had been holding back to fall.
Eventually the two seperated. Lucas held her hands in his.
(I love you so much. I am grateful and thankful everyday i wake up and you're next to me. That found your way back to us.) He said. With emotion thick in his voice.
She looked back at him. (I love you too. I know because of you, our kids, our friends and family i'll get through this. And i want to get help. Couseling or therapy. I can't lay all this darkness, despair, and pain. On you or anyone else i love.) Brooke said.
Lucas looked to her. (We will make sure you get the best help possible.) He said.
Brooke took a breath turning from him. Going into her pocket. Taking out a card and revealed it.
(I already got a referral from my doctor. And i made an appointment. I'm ready to face this.) She said.
(I'll be there with you. In any way you need it.) He said.
Brooke gazed up at him. (I want you to see what i look like. Without these clothes on.) She said. As she began to slowly remove her top then her pants.
Lucas stared up at her. Taking her in his arms. He carefully ran his hands on her body. He leaned over placing kisses. On the scars he saw.
(You are so beautiful.) He said. Looking to her.
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A smile went across Peyton's face. As she walked over to the table in the visitor's area of the jail.
(Rachel Gatina. What exactly do you want.? i thought you'd be getting loaded in an alley somewhere.) She said.
Rachel looked back at her. Taking in the sight of Peyton's bare face and orange jumpsuit. Peyton had nothing and no one. Seeing that filled her with a sight of satisfaction.
(I know everything you did. What you allowed Xzavier to do.)
(I'm here because Haley couldn't be and because Brooke is in the process of putting her life back together. There is a reason i scheduled my visit for today. I knew no one else would be here.) Rachel said.
The smile diseappering from Peyton's face. She leaned over slapping Rachel in the face. (You are worthless. It's a relief Mouth finally realized it and dumped you. How are he and that girl doing.? He's moving on and your alone and miserable. Welcome to the rest of your life.) Peyton threw at her.
Rachel grabbed her. Pulling her over the table. Bawling up her fists and punching Peyton in the face. The two started to engage in a fight.
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Marc smiled as he sat down joining his friends. The children had just finished their basketball game. It was a mixture of 4 and 5 year olds. He was at last old enough to join junior leagues and loved it.
One of the mini Raven cheerleader girls. Walked over to where Marc was seated. Smiling up at him. Placing an envelope in front of him.
(Come to my birthday party. It's 2 weeks. It's going to be alot of fun.) She said.
Marc took the envelope and put it away. (I have to ask my mom and dad. But thanks Aria. I'll let you know.) He said.
(I'll be around. I hope you can come.) The young girl said. And with that she skipped off. To rejoin her friends.
(Alright kids! Win or lose we are all friends here. Let's go celebrate this game and the fun we had with some pizza and dessert.) Skills said.
A brown skinned boy with a bright smile and matching jersey. Walked over to Marc.
(Are you sure it's okay I come over for dinner tonight.?) He asked.
Marc smiled up at him. (Of course Parker. Let's go before all the seats get filled.) He said.
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