Title: Moonlight Rave (4/4)
Author: Melanie M./Shai/Misty AKA SailorFireStarr@aol.com/SSailorUranuss@aol.com
Archive: please ASK if you want to archive it.
Pairing: Sam/Nicole, Brooke/Lily
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: language, sexual content, etc.
Disclaimers: I'm not privileged enough to own Popular or any of the characters, I'm just a thriving artist using the characters for my own bidding and twistedness.
Comments: I really need feedback. Also, this chapter is short, sweet, to the point and it ends the series unless her majesty the Queen of Angst would like to torture the characters from this point forward. Yes Aeryn, I'm giving you permission to torture the characters in my fic if you'd like to add a twist or have some angsty fun with my storyline ^.^

Moonlight Rave 4: The Truth

Two days had gone by and Brooke McQueen was worried. It wasn't like Lily to miss more than one day of school at a time. That's why she'd been so relieved when she'd seen the Latina walk into the cafeteria on that third day. She took a deep breath and began to stand but planted herself back in her seat as soon as she spotted Nicole. 'Damn,' she mentally cursed. She watched Lily sit beside Carmen and silently begin to poke at her food.

"Hey Lil, welcome back," Carmen whispered as she hugged her friend.

Lily just about jumped out of her skin. "Carmen," she growled. Carmen automatically let go. "That hurt," she whispered in pain, holding back tears.

"Sorry," Carm whispered, lowering her head.

"Hey, it's not you're fault. I'm sorry I snapped at you but I cut myself on some glass and you hit the spot that hurts the most."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know."

"It's ok, really."

"What's ok?" Sam asked, sitting in front of both of them.

"Nothing," Lily answered softly.

"She had a bruise and I clumsily hit it," Carmen recovered.

Sam raised a brow then shrugged. If they wanted to tell her, they would.

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"Lily. . ."

"Brooke?"

"Hey, I need to talk to you."

"Um, ok. When and where?"

"How about I give you a ride to your house so you can drop your stuff off and then we can go somewhere to talk?"

"Sounds like a plan."

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Somehow they had ended up in the park professing their love for each other. They were still sitting in silence when they spotted Sam. This wasn't unusual, seeing Sam in the park but it was unusual seeing her and Nicole hand in hand talking and laughing. Both Lily and Brooke didn't know exactly what to do but they wanted to get this all straightened out, now.

"Sam?"

"Nic?"

Sam spun around, knowing both of those voices too well. "Um. . ."

"Would you mind explaining to me what the hell is going on here?" Brooke demanded, purposely clutching Lily's hand.

"Well. . .um. . .I could ask you two the same thing."

"What do you mean? Lily and I are together, is there a problem with that?"

Nicole grinned. This whole thing had started out as a huge mess and now everything was working itself out. "Look Brookie, I have no problem with you two as an item. As a matter of fact you look kinda cute together. Since we're on the subject, Sam and I are actually something now, do either of you have a problem with that?"

After the initial shock and a little hurt on Brooke's part, they both shook their heads.

"Ok, this place is a bit crowded. What do you ladies say we go somewhere more private to talk more?" Nicole offered, ignoring the stares they were all receiving.

They agreed and off they went in Nicole's car.

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After many hours of talking, screaming, crying and making up, the truth was finally out between the four girls. Sam and Nicole were curled up on Sam's bed, asleep and Brooke was in her room with Lily.

"Take off your shirt, I wanna give you a back rub."

"Um. . .can I take a rain check?"

"C'mon Lil," Brooke whined.

Lily sighed, defeated. She slowly too her shirt off, expecting a shriek of horror from Brooke when it was completely off. Instead she was shocked to hear a gasp and a whispered voice.

"OMG! Lily, what happened?"

"I. . .um. . .I cut myself," the Latina confessed.

"Honey, you didn't cut yourself, you practically slashed yourself to bits. Why?"

"I was upset. Old habit."

Brooke realized what she meant and guilt began to seep into her. She lifted Lily's head and kissed her lips softly. "Hey, I'm here now. No more cutting. I'm yours Lily. Will you let me help you break that habit?"

Lily smiled. Her and Brooke had only been together a matter of hours and here they were already solving each other's problems. Lily nodded. She would do anything for Brooke and if that meant she had to stop cutting, she would.

Brooke laid beside Lily and softly whispered, "does it hurt?"

"Only when people touch the scabs."

"Oh Lily, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. It was me who did it not you."

"But I provoked it."

"Brooke, you made me feel things I'd never felt before and I overreacted. Please don't blame yourself. C'mon, we need to get some sleep."

Brooke sighed and turned out the light. Things would get better. Everybody was happy and for now all of the world was at a standstill, for all of them. Feeling the Latina's warm, sleeping breathes on her neck Brooke couldn't help but smile. For the first time in her life she was content and happy. Nothing could ruin this for her. No fights, no harmful words, no glares, nothing would stand in the way of her happiness. There would be good times, there would be bad and she knew this but the one thing she knew would surpass all of the pain was love, her love. Her Lily.

~~ End ~~