Brooke left Haley's and walked in the direction of her house. She kept her
eyes on the ground as she walked. She was in such a dazed state. It had
only been a couple hours since she had gotten that phone call. She tripped
over her feet and bumped into something....eh...someone.
"I'm so sorry," Brooke apologized sounding on the verge of tears, trying to pick up the grocery bag she made the other person drop. She stood up to look at the person for the first time.
Karen Roe.
"Brooke honey, are you ok?"
She nodded her head. "Oh yeah, I'm fine, you?"
"Brooke Davis. You are not fine. Are you sick?" Karen asked, concern lacing her voice. "You're so pale. And you look like you've been crying."
"Oh that. Yeah I haven't been feeling well. I stayed home from school today and decided to pay Haley a visit...to see if...I missed anything important," Brooke said, thinking quickly.
Karen gave her a side ways glance, not believing her story in the least; it was Saturday. "Well let me give you a ride home. You aren't looking so good."
Brooke shook her head. "It's ok, really."
"Please Brooke. From a mother's perspective, I'd feel much better if I made sure you got home safely.
Brooke cringed at the phrase, "From a mother's perspective." Not exactly the thoughts she wanted entering her mind. Especially since that would bring about unwanted questions and realizations, like she would have to quit school and most likely raise the child on her own.
Karen didn't even let Brooke decide. She noticed the distant gaze Brooke had as she stared off into space. "Get in my car," Karen instructed, in a tone that Brooke knew she should listen.
Brooke got into Karen's car as she was instructed. She buckled her seatbelt and stared out the window.
Karen got into the car and started it. Brooke seemed so withdrawn and lifeless then just a few weeks ago. Her gaze stayed on Brooke for a few moments before putting the car into drive and heading off to Brooke's house. Within a few moments Karen was parked outside of Brooke's house.
Brooke unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. "Thanks," she said, managing a small smile.
"Feel better."
Brooke closed the door and walked up the pathway to her sure-to-be empty house. Once inside, she tossed her keys on the table and stumbled her way to her room. She immediately crawled into bed and pulled the covers all around her.
She grabs her CD remote and pushes play. Emotions by Destiny's Child fills her room, as she cries herself to sleep again.
It's over and done But the heartache lives on inside Who is the one you're clinging to? Instead of me tonight
And where are you now that I need you Tears on my pillow, where you go Cry me a river that leads to your ocean You'll never see me fall apart In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taking me over Caught up in sorrow, lost in the song But if you don't come back, come home to me darling Don't you know that there's Nobody left in this world to hold me tight Don't you know that there's Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
Good night, Good night
END PART 2
"I'm so sorry," Brooke apologized sounding on the verge of tears, trying to pick up the grocery bag she made the other person drop. She stood up to look at the person for the first time.
Karen Roe.
"Brooke honey, are you ok?"
She nodded her head. "Oh yeah, I'm fine, you?"
"Brooke Davis. You are not fine. Are you sick?" Karen asked, concern lacing her voice. "You're so pale. And you look like you've been crying."
"Oh that. Yeah I haven't been feeling well. I stayed home from school today and decided to pay Haley a visit...to see if...I missed anything important," Brooke said, thinking quickly.
Karen gave her a side ways glance, not believing her story in the least; it was Saturday. "Well let me give you a ride home. You aren't looking so good."
Brooke shook her head. "It's ok, really."
"Please Brooke. From a mother's perspective, I'd feel much better if I made sure you got home safely.
Brooke cringed at the phrase, "From a mother's perspective." Not exactly the thoughts she wanted entering her mind. Especially since that would bring about unwanted questions and realizations, like she would have to quit school and most likely raise the child on her own.
Karen didn't even let Brooke decide. She noticed the distant gaze Brooke had as she stared off into space. "Get in my car," Karen instructed, in a tone that Brooke knew she should listen.
Brooke got into Karen's car as she was instructed. She buckled her seatbelt and stared out the window.
Karen got into the car and started it. Brooke seemed so withdrawn and lifeless then just a few weeks ago. Her gaze stayed on Brooke for a few moments before putting the car into drive and heading off to Brooke's house. Within a few moments Karen was parked outside of Brooke's house.
Brooke unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the car door. "Thanks," she said, managing a small smile.
"Feel better."
Brooke closed the door and walked up the pathway to her sure-to-be empty house. Once inside, she tossed her keys on the table and stumbled her way to her room. She immediately crawled into bed and pulled the covers all around her.
She grabs her CD remote and pushes play. Emotions by Destiny's Child fills her room, as she cries herself to sleep again.
It's over and done But the heartache lives on inside Who is the one you're clinging to? Instead of me tonight
And where are you now that I need you Tears on my pillow, where you go Cry me a river that leads to your ocean You'll never see me fall apart In the words of a broken heart
It's just emotions taking me over Caught up in sorrow, lost in the song But if you don't come back, come home to me darling Don't you know that there's Nobody left in this world to hold me tight Don't you know that there's Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
Good night, Good night
END PART 2