Brooke was at the Rivercourt in 30 minutes. She hadn't bothered to put on
makeup. It didn't do much to hide the pain. She walked slowly across the
court and sat on the picnic table. Was he actually coming? God, he must
think she has a serious illness by the way she was acting, now that she
thought about it.
But it wasn't. And how would he react? Last time he was good about it. But this time was different. He lived in Charleston and he had a new life. She had the same old one.
Headlights shook her out of her thoughts. A raggedy truck stopped. It was Lucas.
She bit her lip and looked at her perfectly manicured nails. God how was she going to break this to him?
Lucas saw her and practically ran to her. She looked so sad. God he missed her.
"Brooke, what's wrong?" he asked reaching her.
She looked up slowly at the man who broke her heart. Her lips trembled as she let a few tears slip.
Lucas sat down and held her. "Shh, Brooke it's okay. I'm here" he whispered to subside her cries.
She took a deep short breath and laid her head down on his lap. It felt so good for his arms to be around her. They sat there in silence for a long time. "A few days after you left, I got a phone call," she started off saying. She was going to ease him in to this. It was hard for her.
Lucas brushed the hair out of her face and played with it gently. A phone call. "Who was it?" he asked urging her to go on.
She gulped down a few tears. "The doctor."
Lucas tensed up. His heart was racing a hundred miles a minute. "And...?"
Brooke closed her eyes. "He got my test mixed up with another girl's." There she had said it. She could feel him tense up even more. His breathing became deep, as if he was taking a yoga class.
"So-so you're pregnant?" he tried to be positive.
She only nodded in response and started to cry.
"It's okay. We'll be okay. I'll-I'll move back here and we'll get us an apartment or something. We'll work this out," he said as if assuring both of them. Now was the perfect time to tell her. "Brooke-I love you."
Her eyes narrowed and her head shot up. "Ok. I expected you to be here for me, but not lie to me!"
"I'm not lying," he protested. "I do love you."
"You have a real nice way of showing it," she mumbled standing up.
His face turned red. "I said I was sorry ok?! You must not get that. I'M SORRY! God what else can I say?!"
Her face changed from angry to sad in a split second. She started to walk to her car without saying a word. Her heart had just broke into a million pieces...again.
"Where are you going?" he calmed down. God she made him so frustrated.
Brooke turned around slowly and stared into those icy blue eyes. "You yelled at me," she said weakly. He never yelled at her. A tear rolled down her face as she turned back around and headed to her car.
Lucas sighed frustrated and kicked the barrel trashcan over. Damn him! He just hurt the woman he loves and it was eating him away by the second.
"Hey," a voice to his right was heard. It was a female. Who was it...? It wasn't Brooke.
But it wasn't. And how would he react? Last time he was good about it. But this time was different. He lived in Charleston and he had a new life. She had the same old one.
Headlights shook her out of her thoughts. A raggedy truck stopped. It was Lucas.
She bit her lip and looked at her perfectly manicured nails. God how was she going to break this to him?
Lucas saw her and practically ran to her. She looked so sad. God he missed her.
"Brooke, what's wrong?" he asked reaching her.
She looked up slowly at the man who broke her heart. Her lips trembled as she let a few tears slip.
Lucas sat down and held her. "Shh, Brooke it's okay. I'm here" he whispered to subside her cries.
She took a deep short breath and laid her head down on his lap. It felt so good for his arms to be around her. They sat there in silence for a long time. "A few days after you left, I got a phone call," she started off saying. She was going to ease him in to this. It was hard for her.
Lucas brushed the hair out of her face and played with it gently. A phone call. "Who was it?" he asked urging her to go on.
She gulped down a few tears. "The doctor."
Lucas tensed up. His heart was racing a hundred miles a minute. "And...?"
Brooke closed her eyes. "He got my test mixed up with another girl's." There she had said it. She could feel him tense up even more. His breathing became deep, as if he was taking a yoga class.
"So-so you're pregnant?" he tried to be positive.
She only nodded in response and started to cry.
"It's okay. We'll be okay. I'll-I'll move back here and we'll get us an apartment or something. We'll work this out," he said as if assuring both of them. Now was the perfect time to tell her. "Brooke-I love you."
Her eyes narrowed and her head shot up. "Ok. I expected you to be here for me, but not lie to me!"
"I'm not lying," he protested. "I do love you."
"You have a real nice way of showing it," she mumbled standing up.
His face turned red. "I said I was sorry ok?! You must not get that. I'M SORRY! God what else can I say?!"
Her face changed from angry to sad in a split second. She started to walk to her car without saying a word. Her heart had just broke into a million pieces...again.
"Where are you going?" he calmed down. God she made him so frustrated.
Brooke turned around slowly and stared into those icy blue eyes. "You yelled at me," she said weakly. He never yelled at her. A tear rolled down her face as she turned back around and headed to her car.
Lucas sighed frustrated and kicked the barrel trashcan over. Damn him! He just hurt the woman he loves and it was eating him away by the second.
"Hey," a voice to his right was heard. It was a female. Who was it...? It wasn't Brooke.