***Disclaimer*** for creative purposes only, I claim no ownership of the fandom, characters and setting. I do own a startling amount of One Tree Hill DVDS which my sister keeps nagging me for at least one set but I've refused to give One Tree Hill to someone who doesn't appreciate BL. She was a horrible child but has grown into a great woman I don't know what went wrong, I like to think it's not her fault she is a leytoner, Mum did smoke when she was pregnant with her.
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This feels like forever. A lot of it is on me, I struggled with this chapter. It's just so dialogue heavy that getting the flow was a bit tricky and I'm still not happy. It's not ended where I wanted but I thought I would cut the scenes in my head into two chapters instead.
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Now onto…
Chapter Six
Tears running down her face Brooke slammed the door behind her in frustration at herself, shoulders shaking she went straight to her room to have a hot shower until her skin was red and there were no tears left in her body. Face pale and eyes puffy Brooke dressed in comfort clothes and had just dropped down on the couch when there was a knock on the door.
The last thing Brooke wanted was visitors yet she reluctantly got up and opened the door, stunned to see a dishevelled Lucas standing tall on the other side.
"I'm here"
For a second Brooke couldn't speak as they just stared at each other, blue eyes on hazel, she released her breath and stepped back holding the door open, "come in"
Unlike all the times they'd sat together side by side on the couch, or talking over the kitchen counter, this time the two of them went to sit opposite of each other at the dining table, hands on the table. Though there was so much to say neither Brooke nor Lucas spoke, the words lost between them.
Unable to meet his eyes Brooke found herself observing the lines of her own hands while she could feel Lucas' gaze burning into her.
The ticking of a clock seemed to get louder and louder taking over the whole room and every other sound, it was like a loud crack when Lucas finally managed to speak, his voice a croak, "I… I still feel like this is some sort of dream, it doesn't feel real" suddenly unable to stay still Lucas started to fidget, leaning forward, "I don't understand how you could not tell me. Everything we meant to each other, all these years and you never said a word" he shook his head and lowered his face into his hands looking smaller and weaker than Brooke had ever seen him.
Brooke couldn't answer, she was frozen knowing no apology or explanation could fully explain everything. After six years of silence Brooke decided a few more minutes to let Lucas process it all wouldn't hurt.
He sighed, "What happens now?" Lucas asked, looking to Brooke
Trying to appear as collected as she could while inside she was falling apart Brooke tried to meet Lucas' eyes, "I'm bringing Noah home next week"
"I'm guessing you haven't been going to New York for business?" Lucas' words came out in a humourous huff, he rolled his eyes and straight away became serious again "so… what do I have to do?"
Brooke had to stop herself from shrugging and as her silence lingered Lucas' eyes widened, finally Brooke stumbled "I don't know… be a… dad"
"But what does that even mean. Look Brooke, how is this going to work… logistically? Am I going to be a every second weekend dad or-"
"Hang on. If or when Noah goes to yours for weekends-"
"If? So you tell me I have a kid, you want me to be there, to be a dad but it's a no to actually acting like a dad and looking after my son. I'm going to need your permission-"
Brooke quickly cut in again, her hands up in defence "It's not like that. I know I am the one who has put us in this situation and I'm not trying to push you out but I am thinking of Noah. His whole world is changing and getting use to one new home is hard enough, I just think it's best if Noah gets comfortable here before introducing a second home. I don't mean you don't get to be a dad, you are his dad, it's just he can't go back and forth right now, he needs one stable home and bed"
"And who says that home has to be with you?" eyes hard Lucas stared right at Brooke as his words sunk in.
It was a kick in the guts, Brooke physically repelled from the words, beneath the shock a slow fear and anger boiled to the surface.
"Maybe we need to take a break, talk about Noah tomorrow" her words were slow and careful. Neither one blinked until Lucas sat back in the chair, Brooke sighed and tried to relax "I'm looking at three schools this week if you want to come with me? I can text you the details"
"Okay"
"I'm leaving on Wednesday, we will be coming back to Tree Hill on Monday-"
Lucas was quick to cut in "I'm coming too" he was firm and Brooke nodded.
With a tight smile Brooke looked at Lucas with reserved emotion, "I'll organise a seat on the plane for you" and then she closed her mouth, her eyes speaking volumes as they stared at each other. Lucas stood understanding they weren't going to get any further that night, he was too raw.
Not following him Brooke waited until Lucas was at the door before she stood with her back still to him. She heard the click of the door handle as Lucas opened it though there was no sound of it closing; Brooke sucked in a breath and waited.
Lucas turned back and stared at Brooke, the words were on the tip of his tongue, his glare was like daggers digging into her back and as Lucas watched the fall of her shoulders he lost his voice. I don't know how to look at you. I don't know how to think of you. Everything I thought I knew has been turned upside down. You were meant to be my friend, you were meant to be something more than that, someone I could trust. I don't know how to forgive you. I don't know if I ever can.
There was a resigned sigh, Lucas stepped forward and closed the door behind him. There was just an emptiness between them, a gaping void that had grown with each second since Brooke had dropped her bomb.
Still unable to process everything Lucas drove around the town until time lost all meaning, it had long gone dark when Lucas walked through his front door head bowed.
After hearing the sound of the door Peyton walked into the room with a huge grin, "hey, stranger, where have you been? You missed dinner" she went to kiss Lucas on his lips though he pushed her away, solemn and distracted.
Peyton's eyes flickered and her shoulders slumped, confused Peyton followed Lucas as he walked through the house into the kitchen.
"Sorry, I had some things to do" Lucas mumbled.
"You okay, Luke?"
"Not really" he took a breath and turned to look at Peyton "I need you to sit down"
Peyton gave a little laugh before she sat sideways on the chair, her chin lifted to keep eyes on Lucas "what's going on?"
Lucas remained standing, his back leant against the kitchen counter, hands holding the edge behind him "Brooke came to see me today. I found out why she's been acting so weird lately"
"It's because of the baby isn't it" there was a knowing tone in Peyton's voice, she shook her head "I-"
Before Peyton could go further Lucas stopped her, his hands spread out between them, he gave a quick shake of his head eyes closed for a brief moment "No, it's not what you think" he tried to relax "I don't know how to do this. She gave me this letter" he pulled it from his pocket and handed it to Peyton, taking a seat next to her.
It was only a few seconds before Peyton frowned, "what is this?"
"Keep reading, read it all"
Seconds passed, Peyton's frown turned to more confusion, she shifted in the seat. Our baby she mouthed, and soon Peyton was holding a hand over her mouth as she kept reading. It was like a car wreck and Peyton couldn't look away and stop reading as much as she wanted to stop. When it was over Peyton read it again, more carefully and slower.
Finally after nearly twenty minutes of looking at the letter Peyton faced Lucas, her green eyes gleamed with unshed tears, "Brooke had your baby?" she asked, "how come I never knew any of this?"
"I didn't know"
"But… it's…" Peyton dropped in a sudden move as if the letter had burnt her fingers, "I just can't believe I wouldn't know" then she looked at Lucas with accusation, "that you didn't know any of this, how could you not know?"
"Because she never told me" voice raised slightly.
"But you dated her after that" a look of disgust crossed Peyton's face, "you had sex with her!"
"Look, I didn't know!" Lucas yelled scooted closer to Peyton who stood to move away. The couple stared at each other, breathing heavily until Peyton looked away.
With a calmer yet shaky voice Peyton replied "I just don't know how to react to this"
Lucas sighed, "me either, Peyton. When I woke up this morning I really didn't expect for one of our best friends to tell me I have a six year old"
A light appeared in Peyton's eyes, "are we sure it's really true?"
The look Lucas gave her clearly expressed his opinion on that, he shook his head "what would be the point"
"I don't know" Peyton lifted and then dropped her hands; her voiced screeched "maybe she is wrong then. This is Brooke, Brooke, can we know that this kid is actually even yours?" her eyes widened in defence at the suggestion "I'm just saying, I love Brooke but we all know what she use to be like" Peyton had begun pacing the room, talking to herself now, "this is unbelievable"
A sound came from Lucas, Peyton looked up to meet his eyes again and quickly rushed to him, wrapping her arms around her fiancé and resting her head on his shoulder, "oh, Luke".
-x-
It was with nervous anticipation that Brooke led Carine through her house, it was now spotless and child proof. Carine made notes and Brooke twisted her fingers together as she answered the other woman's questions.
Opening the door to the room near hers Brooke stepped in before Carine and motioned to the room, "this is Noah's room".
The walls were painted dark blue, colourful photo frames filled one wall with various artworks of wildlife, landscapes and outer space, below them a dark bookshelf stood a metre high that ran all along the wall and continued around the corner along the far wall with the window. The bottom shelf had colourful boxes, some filled with toys and pieces for Noah that Brooke had gotten for his room, the other shelves were mainly bare for now and had the books she had bought him as well as some ornaments. The other corner by the window had a comfy large recliner Brooke imagined Noah could read in, she had placed a fluffy red blanket over the back of it, and a basketball shaped cushion as well. In the middle of the room Brooke had placed a round mat on the floor with a map of the world on it, it was one of her favourite finds for Noah.
The bunk beds rested against the left wall, each with grey sheets and matching colourful striped comforters. Next to the door stood the built in wardrobe and a desk with a yellow computer set up for Noah. The final touch Brooke had done to make the room comfortable for Noah was the glow in the dark stars she placed on the white roof.
Carine walked around the room, pulling open a few boxes and drawers. Brooke had tried not to buy too many clothes for Noah yet it had been hard to resist, though Brooke wanted Noah to pick out his own clothes she had chosen carefully enough items that she could go at least a week without washing any, hoping Noah could wear something that didn't resemble a school uniform so much.
Next Brooke took Carine upstairs to Sam's room; it resembled a teenager's room more so now, again Carine carefully went through the space. Once they were back down stairs Carine smiled at Brooke, "I hope you're free this afternoon to pick Sam up from school and bring her home"
With a squeal Brooke hugged Carine, "thank you, thank you, thank you"
Carine laughed as they separated, "you're welcome"
The moment was broken by a sudden knock on the door, the consecutive bangs angry and loud next to the cheer of the room. Though it was with a grin Brooke walked away from Carine to answer her door, she was still wearing a smile when she opened the door and felt the immediate sting on her cheek.
The hand had risen automatically, slapping Brooke across the face. Peyton red faced and looking furious stood on the other side of the door, eyes glaring.
Brooke had not understood what was happening at first, it wasn't until her palm covered her now burning cheek that her vision cleared and Brooke realised what had happened. Resisting the urge to drop her mouth the shock had left Brooke, she immediately tightened her jaw, straightened her shoulders and faced Peyton.
The blonde looked as if she was about to burst into the house yet she remained fixed to the front porch, with the same hand that had slapped Brooke, Peyton raised her finger and pointed it at Brooke's face, "you've done it this time. You selfish bitch! You can stay the fuck away from me" and dropped her finger, with a last huff Peyton turned and stormed away leaving a stunned Brooke to close the door and with a pale face, stained cheek, turned back to face Carine.
A perplexed look graced Carine's face and Brooke gave her an apologetic look, "I'm sorry"
"No, I'm sorry, are you okay? Is that… normal?"
Brooke wasn't sure where the concern came from, as a woman or as a professional. With her back to the door Brooke was contrite, "my best friend" Brooke shrugged, "she's pregnant, hormonal, and I'm guessing just found out that her fiancé has a six year old son he didn't know about until yesterday"
A look of comprehension crossed Carine's face, "oh" then it widened, "oh, wow" she tried to pretend that she wasn't curious about the situation and put on her best down to business face, "well we are all good here, so I will leave you to do things and get all the paperwork into the system. Good to see you again Brooke"
After ushering Carine out Brooke closed the door again and slid down the hard surface to slump on the floor, eyes closed.
-x-
At the end of the school day Sam leant against a large tree, book in hand, dark hair tied in a long side pony. Bored expression on show Sam was surprised when Haley stopped next to her, "Hi Sam, what are you still doing here?"
"Brooke told me to wait here for her, maybe she forgot" her tongue clicked, her dark eyes rolled though Sam straightened up and closed her book to face Haley, "you want to give a snarky teenager a lift back to her jail cell?"
"You make a very tempting offer" Haley replied sarcastically, she then smiled, "would you like me to wait with- Oh here's Brooke now"
Haley noticed that Brooke was avoiding meeting her eyes as she hopped out of the car and hugged Sam, "you're coming home!" Brooke buried her head in Sam's shoulder immediately.
Sam clung onto Brooke, trying to remain cool yet a tear escaped. Brooke leaned back and cupped the teenagers face "it's all going to be okay now"
On the sidelines Haley watched the scene, she was happy for both her friend Brooke and for Sam, "that's great" she told them and hugged Sam once the girl stepped back from Brooke.
Still smiling Haley hugged Brooke next and noticed after she pulled away that Brooke's eyes wouldn't look at her directly, "everything okay?"
Usually Brooke was direct, hard to ignore, Haley instantly knew something wasn't right.
"Sure, sure" Brooke pulled Sam to her side, "just can't wait to take Sam home to celebrate. I'll talk to you some other time" Brooke started to pull Sam towards the car "come on, Sam, let's go. Bye Haley!" the farewell was done casually, a wave with her back to the teacher.
In the car Sam watched Brooke, a careful look on her face and they didn't speak until they got back to Brooke's house. Sam dropped her bag and ran up the stairs "checking out my new room"
"WALK!"
"Whatever" Sam screamed back and laughing Brooked followed, stopping in the doorway, arms folded to watch Sam jump on her bed.
"You like?"
Sam grinned "I love" then rolled off the bed to quickly look out the window before spinning to Brooke "what no bars?" brow kinked.
"That can be arranged missy"
"I like a challenge" she wiggled her brows, "I'm betting it'll take me about two minutes to get you to cave and tell me what's going on – uh uh- I know something is up, you have been all secretive and weird and you totally blew Haley off"
Brooke held her tongue and then stepped forward, after a big sigh Brooke nodded "you're completely right. There is something that I've been trying to figure out how to tell you, to tell everyone really. It's a part of the reason why you couldn't be in my care"
"You're a felon! I knew it" Sam laughed her face lighting up.
With a roll of the eyes Brooke went and sat on the bed, looking over her shoulder she patted the bed for Sam. The teenager was slow in joining Brooke and plopped onto the bed.
"All joking aside, I need you to listen to me and know that nothing changes how I feel about you and how much I love you"
"Are you dying?" Sam cut in though Brooke heard the nerves in her young voice as Sam started to realise how serious the situation was.
It was with hope that Brooke placed her hand over Sam's, hope for the future, and she began to tell her story again "when I was a junior I wasn't in a good place in my life, especially emotionally, I put on this show but I was really insecure and my relationship with my parents didn't go further than a credit card. I acted out, tried to find validation by sleeping around, and then… well" Brooke sighed, she looked up at the ceiling before gazing down at where her hand still covered Sam's, "I got a reality check. I started to fall in love which inevitably was followed by getting my heart broken, I found out I was pregnant not long after" as soon as the words were out Sam's eyes widened, Brooke paused and then continued "I didn't tell anyone and managed to hide it. My dad ended up losing his job and then my parents moved to California, I stayed here to finish the school year. I thought my secret would come out but it wasn't until the summer when I went to stay with my parents that I finally told my Mom-"
"Hang on" Sam snatched her hand away and stood quickly, the teenager stared at Brooke with large eyes on the brink of crying, arms wrapped around her body, "you have a kid? That's where this is going right?" she swore.
Brooke flinched, "he is six" she held in the tears, her throat began to itch, "I didn't think I was good enough to be a someone's mom back then so I-"
"Threw him away!" Sam screamed and Brooke quickly stood to reach for Sam. The girl stepped back and flung her arms away from Brooke's touch.
"NO!" Brooke begged, "I loved him more than anything, I just wanted him to have more than I could give him"
"Right, because little miss money bags was going to struggle" Sam's voice was poison and she left the room and went down the stairs.
Behind the teenager Brooke followed, "it wasn't like that. The money was my parents and they didn't even want me to have the baby, besides it wasn't just about money it was about giving him a proper family" starting to get out of breath Brooke paused at the landing of the staircase, slightly amazed at how fast Sam could move.
"It's okay, I get it, you're just like everyone else" Sam shook her head and before Brooke could say anything the girl had left the house. By the time Brooke got to the bottom of her porch steps she heard the engine of her car starting, starting to run Brooke chased the reversing vehicle, "SAM! SAM!" she banged against the bonnet, the gears shifted and Sam straightened up on the main road, foot pressed on the accelerator.
"That went well" Brooke muttered sarcastically to herself as her own car vanished in the distance.
-x-
There was the sound of a child's laughter filling the house when Peyton opened the door, her face blank, the glow out of her eyes.
In the living room Peyton found Lucas and Jamie playing guitar hero, "hi, what's this?" she tried to smile but it didn't reach her eyes.
Lucas patted Jamie's dark blonde hair "just watching Jamie for Nathan and Haley, they've invited us over for dinner tonight too" he saw her jaw drop, and whispered to Jamie that he would be back.
The couple walked into the kitchen together, "is that really a good idea?" Peyton asked straight away.
He shrugged, "am I meant to just pause everything?"
"I expect you to act like" Peyton huffed, "I don't know, like this isn't any other day! Why aren't you angry-"
"Because maybe I'm not that angry!" Lucas cut in frustrated, he gave a laugh "I just found out I have a son" he looked at her harder, "a son not the plague, I don't want to spend all my time focusing on the anger"
"So you're not angry, you are just totally fine with Brooke dropping this bombshell because I'm not, I am not okay with this, I am not okay-" Lucas stopped Peyton, grabbing his fiancée by her wrist and lowering them, her voice calmed "she was my best friend"
"She still is"
Peyton lifted her eyes to look at him, disbelief on her face, the green depths bluer than normal "right, that's something that is on pause" her tone dry Peyton turned back around and moved the canisters on the kitchen counter around, "besides I went to see her today"
"Peyton" he groaned. After running a hand over his face Lucas watched Peyton turn back, a guilty expression on her face, "what did you do?"
She casually shrugged, "I just told her to leave me alone"
"And…"
"Okay maybe I slapped her"
A sigh escaped Lucas though he couldn't lie to himself that he hadn't expected a larger reaction from his girlfriend, "Peyton! You cannot slap Brooke. Other than the fact its Brooke I need you to not do anything to make this situation worse, antagonising Brooke is not what I want right now as she is the one in control at the moment"
"Fine, I'm sorry" her words were rushed and insincere.
"Just stay away from Brooke for a while" he held her hands, swinging them between them.
Peyton smiled, "good idea, let's stay away from Brooke"
Lucas coughed and turned around, "I'm going to take Jamie out, you want to come?"
"No"
After Peyton's short reply Lucas left the kitchen almost knocking into Jamie around the corner, "hey Jimmy-Jam, what are you doing?"
The boy frowned, "looking for you"
"Sorry, how about we go to the park and get out of this joint?"
Jamie jumped up and down, "yes" he pumped his fist.
Though Lucas grinned his stomach dropped, Jamie quickly went to his normal cheery self though Lucas wondered if the famously big eared boy had heard anything he shouldn't have. Great, another thing on my worry list.
-x-
With every second Brooke grew more and more worried, a million and one thoughts running through her head. Phone to her ear she tried not to scream and knew she was failing, "No, I've already called Jack and he hasn't seen her" her voice sounding more frantic, "of course I checked there!... yes" Brooke could have sworn every bad word she knew though she kept it in, her mind changing thoughts she ignored the suggestion given "I'm going to check the diner… no a different one, she use to always go to a different one it's worth a try"
Julian tried to calm Brooke down but the young mother had reached the end of patience, her mind was all over her place, her skin felt like it was burning up. For a moment she listened to Julian's instruction's to relax and Brooke took a deep breath, "thanks Julian. Yes, 'll stay here, see you soon"
Ten minutes later Julian pulled up and Brooke hopped into the car, "I owe you for this"
"Careful Brooke, you're fast getting into debt. I'll own you top to toe soon"
Brooke sucked in a breath, hand on her seat belt Brooke took a moment to actually relax and kinked her brow, "trust me, I'm worth more than you can afford" and after the words left her lips Brooke's seatbelt clicked into place.
The rest of the drive was silence except for Brooke's directions and before either one knew it they were parking and Brooke bounded out of the car freezing as she turned to look inside the diner. Through the glass windows Brooke saw Sam sitting alone at a table, a coffee in front of her yet the teenager's face was down staring blankly at where she was stirring the spoon over and over again.
She didn't remember moving or how exactly she found herself standing across from Sam, Brooke silently sat, her heart pounding inside her chest. Sam didn't look up yet the way she froze let them both know they were aware of the moment.
"Come home, Sam"
Finally Sam looked up, her fingers still on the now motionless spoon and her eyes bright red, her voice shaking the teenager looked younger than her years "what makes you any different from her?" and she jerked her shoulder subtly.
Brooke didn't take her eyes from Sam, she knew who Sam was talking about, she knew what she had in common with the waitress in the corner - Sam's biological mother.
"I'm here for you" Brooke placed all her love and care into her voice, "I'm here asking you to come home, I want you, I love you and I will fight for you. And I'm doing the same thing for my son"
A light returned in Sam's brown eyes and Brooke let a little of her worry leave her and smiled "I need you Sam. I can't say I won't suck at this Mom thing-"
"You do alright" Sam licked her lips.
The two brunettes smiled at each other and then Sam pushed her drink away, "the coffee sucks here"
"Let's go somewhere else then, anywhere you want to go"
Sam stood, "I want to go home"
Inside Brooke was filled with joy though on the outside she remained calm, "let's go then" and the two of them walked out arm in arm.
Julian welcomed them, "you almost gave us heart attacks" he frowned at Sam, "but I'm glad you're alright"
"Yeah old age does that" Sam rolled her eyes, "but I'm glad to know you were so concerned, Julian to the rescue again huh or is this just another work thing?"
Brooke pinched Sam's arm and pulled her towards their car, "I see you're back to normal already, let's just remember you stole my car and drove it without a license so let's keep the snark to a minimum until I figure out if I should ground you"
"Hey I was like emotionally scarred by your teen drama, cut me some slack" Sam put her hands on her heart.
Ignoring Sam for a moment Brooke gave her thanks to Julian and said goodbye, he messed Sam's hair up as he replied "I'll follow you home"
"Because that doesn't sound stalkery at all" Sam shook her head, "how bout you take Brooke home before we need a restraining order and I'll take the other-"
"No" Brooke pulled Sam further away "I don't think so. Bye, Julian. Say bye, Sam"
Sam laughed as her foster mother dragged her away and only played around for a few minutes before giving Brooke her keys back. Once they were driving Sam wiped her eyes and quickly tied her hair back, she felt better though her face still felt slightly stiff from her earlier crying.
"So… when is the other kid coming?"
"Next week" Brooke smiles, "did I tell you his name is Noah, he's so smart and cute, Noah is like a serious and lanky version of Jamie"
Sam relaxed in the passenger seat facing Brooke, she gave a little cough "well that'll be awkward, don't tell me you hooked up with Nathan too? I'm not sure how Jamie will feel about being a little brother" and she laughed at her own joke.
Hands tight on the steering wheel Brooke kept her eyes forward and Sa, suddenly stopped laughing, "Brooke?" she stretched the name out, "did you hook up with Nathan?"
"No!" Brooke's voice was high, "well, yes but that's not the point, Nathan was a slut in high school and we've all been there and done him at least once but no just no, ew, I love Nathan like a brother he's not-"
"Your baby daddy?"
Brooke sighed, she was tired, so tired, and wondered if teenagers were more exhausting than little kids or if Sam was special in this area.
"I wish you wouldn't say it like that. This whole situation is already very… uh… delicate and around me I don't mind so much but this affects other people too and they might not find you so-"
"Charming?"
"I was going to say adorably funny but Sam this is serious" Brooke stopped at a red light and looked to Sam, "a lot of people are most likely going to be very angry at me, it hasn't been the best timing and you might hear things, the others might take a step back from us for a while"
"Like who?"
"Like Haley and Nathan, Peyton and Mia"
"But why? They're my friends, they're your friends" her face was crinkled in doubt, Sam couldn't see how they would be angry at Brooke for something that had nothing to do with them…. Sam straightened suddenly, "OH MY GOD!" she stared at Brooke and then swore, "FUCK IT'S LUCAS!"
Clearing her throat Brooke turned the corner, her neck a little stiff, "this is what I mean about being a little bit more sensitive in your delivery"
"Holy cow!" Sam sat back down, "I kinda feel sorry for you. Peyton's great but I've seen her get her bitch on, I would not want to be you when she finds out. Do you think you two will catfight?" Sam shrugged thinking about it, "my money's on you"
"I'm not fighting Peyton"
Sam kept talking, "this is going to make you being the maid of honour so awkward, award for most weird wedding party ever"
Brooke gulped and quickly stopped Sam saying anything else "okay" her voice was too high and tight, "changing subject"
"We could talk about Julian if you prefer?"
Not biting Brooke tightened her hands on the steering will, "how was school today?"
-x-
I must admit I kinda like writing Sam and Brooke and having Sam torture Brooke. I just can't keep them down.
So… what do you think about the Peyton reveal and how Peyton and Lucas are reacting? OOC or pretty reasonable?
How do you envision other's would react? More reactions next chapter.
Anyway it's nearly midnight here and I better sleep while I can before my kid wakes up.