I sighed jogging down the marble staircase in my tan jumper outfit. I
stopped at the end and pulled out my 'to do list'. For my free Saturday, I
made a list to keep me busy all day. Number one, jog around the house. I
checked it off and stuck it back in my pocket before jogging out of the
door.
I ran outside, down the driveway to the mailbox. I opened it up and took out the few envelopes. Three to be exact. "Bill, bill..." I stopped on the third one. It was for me. Lucas's handwriting. Ugh. He had been gone for two weeks and now he sends me more mail. I shook my head and threw the mail on the coffee table before going back outside and getting in my white Volkswagen. Next thing on my list...order pancakes at Karen's Café. What the hell was I thinking when I made this list? I shrugged and revved up the car before backing out.
I entered the café with a fake smile plastered on my face. I had to be normal. "Hey Karen," I greeted perkily. She smiled in response and handed me a mug of coffee. "Um, no thanks, I'll have a water." She looked confused but did it anyway. I tapped my perfectly manicured nails on the counter patiently waiting to order my pancakes. For some reason my stomach seemed to growl with anticipation. I had to remind myself there was a baby in there probably screaming for food.
I ordered the pancakes and paid quickly, wanting to get back to doing my list. I grabbed my purse and practically crashed into Peyton running out of the door. "Well look what the cat dragged in," I said coldly. I definitely wasn't going to forgive her anytime soon. She had gotten way over her head.
"Brooke," she sighed frustrated.
I put up my hand not even wanting to hear her. Without giving her a chance to continue, I climbed back into my car and turned the radio on. A rap song was ending, and slow music started up. I immediately realized it as Brandy's hit 'Angel in Disguise'. I leaned back as I drove, letting the words absorb me.
An angel has always been thought
To be one of God's most precious works Guess that's how she had you fooled She was an angel in disguise
Damn straight. Peyton fooled Lucas so bad and he fell for it. Stupid asshole.
Hurt and pain could never come from her
So you left me only to find That hurt and pain involves her Now you see your mistakes Now you see your angel is a fake And my love was never misplaced See baby my love is true And most importantly Still I love you
Peyton was the very root of pain. She hurt everyone in the process. I switched the radio station quickly, not wanting to think about it anymore. There was no reason to make myself sad. I was independent now. Maybe Lucas didn't think I could handle it, but I could. You watch me. "I'm going to be the best damn single mother alive," I assured myself before glancing at the list. Number three, baby shopping. "Ooh I'm going to love this." I wasn't sure if I was having a boy or a girl yet, so I decided to go with buying bottles and all the necessities it needed. After all, I needed to buy all I could get with my father's money before I told him and got kicked out. Then I was SO going to move. Maybe Orange County or somewhere right by the ocean. The ocean was always calming.
Eventually, I got bored of the list. I had 6 more things to do and it was already 5 o'clock. I drove home and sighed entering my empty house. I had forgotten to turn the air conditioning off so of course it was freezing cold. I turned it off and plopped on the couch, propping up my feet. I was beat. A nice hot bath and I'd be sleeping like a baby. I glanced down and saw Lucas's letter. Should I even open it? He was out of my life pretty much.
It was very tempting. I almost threw it away, but couldn't resist knowing what I was trashing. I ripped it open and my eyes scanned the cursive writing I had adored so much.
"Dear Brooke..." I began to read aloud as I plopped back down on the couch.
I ran outside, down the driveway to the mailbox. I opened it up and took out the few envelopes. Three to be exact. "Bill, bill..." I stopped on the third one. It was for me. Lucas's handwriting. Ugh. He had been gone for two weeks and now he sends me more mail. I shook my head and threw the mail on the coffee table before going back outside and getting in my white Volkswagen. Next thing on my list...order pancakes at Karen's Café. What the hell was I thinking when I made this list? I shrugged and revved up the car before backing out.
I entered the café with a fake smile plastered on my face. I had to be normal. "Hey Karen," I greeted perkily. She smiled in response and handed me a mug of coffee. "Um, no thanks, I'll have a water." She looked confused but did it anyway. I tapped my perfectly manicured nails on the counter patiently waiting to order my pancakes. For some reason my stomach seemed to growl with anticipation. I had to remind myself there was a baby in there probably screaming for food.
I ordered the pancakes and paid quickly, wanting to get back to doing my list. I grabbed my purse and practically crashed into Peyton running out of the door. "Well look what the cat dragged in," I said coldly. I definitely wasn't going to forgive her anytime soon. She had gotten way over her head.
"Brooke," she sighed frustrated.
I put up my hand not even wanting to hear her. Without giving her a chance to continue, I climbed back into my car and turned the radio on. A rap song was ending, and slow music started up. I immediately realized it as Brandy's hit 'Angel in Disguise'. I leaned back as I drove, letting the words absorb me.
An angel has always been thought
To be one of God's most precious works Guess that's how she had you fooled She was an angel in disguise
Damn straight. Peyton fooled Lucas so bad and he fell for it. Stupid asshole.
Hurt and pain could never come from her
So you left me only to find That hurt and pain involves her Now you see your mistakes Now you see your angel is a fake And my love was never misplaced See baby my love is true And most importantly Still I love you
Peyton was the very root of pain. She hurt everyone in the process. I switched the radio station quickly, not wanting to think about it anymore. There was no reason to make myself sad. I was independent now. Maybe Lucas didn't think I could handle it, but I could. You watch me. "I'm going to be the best damn single mother alive," I assured myself before glancing at the list. Number three, baby shopping. "Ooh I'm going to love this." I wasn't sure if I was having a boy or a girl yet, so I decided to go with buying bottles and all the necessities it needed. After all, I needed to buy all I could get with my father's money before I told him and got kicked out. Then I was SO going to move. Maybe Orange County or somewhere right by the ocean. The ocean was always calming.
Eventually, I got bored of the list. I had 6 more things to do and it was already 5 o'clock. I drove home and sighed entering my empty house. I had forgotten to turn the air conditioning off so of course it was freezing cold. I turned it off and plopped on the couch, propping up my feet. I was beat. A nice hot bath and I'd be sleeping like a baby. I glanced down and saw Lucas's letter. Should I even open it? He was out of my life pretty much.
It was very tempting. I almost threw it away, but couldn't resist knowing what I was trashing. I ripped it open and my eyes scanned the cursive writing I had adored so much.
"Dear Brooke..." I began to read aloud as I plopped back down on the couch.