Disclaimer- I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the characters.
Rating- PG-13/ R for language.
Authors Note- Thank you those who reviewed I really appreciate it.
-life altering notes and starburts-
"I'm pregnant". Her writing was dark and curvy. He had to know sometime, and maybe a note wasn't the best way of telling him , but it was Brookes way. She signed her name at the bottom then folded it in half and then in half again to form a perfect square.
"Pst , Rachel pass this to Lucas". Brooke handed the girl the note and watched her tap on the blonde boys back in front of her. The look on his face was questionable but he took the note and turned back around.
Brooke could only imagine the look on his face. She kind of wished she could see it but figured it's better not to. Lucas didn't seem to move , which confused Brooke. Was it that shocking that he couldn't possibly manage to write back. Or at least look at her. It kind of hurt. But Brooke didn't need his approval because what's done is done and neither of them could change that.
Brooke found comfort as the bell finally rang which just happened to be the last bell of the day. She quickly slipped out of the class room into the crowded hall. She knew she was now going to see the look on Lucas's face and she was surprised at how much it scared her.
'it doesn't matter , it doesn't matter'.Brooke repeated in her head to convince herself his opinion didn't matter. She was in this herself ..
She heard heavy footsteps behind her.
"Brooke". His voice was high and shaky.
Horror. Their it was a look of horror and shock. Not half as bad a Brooke expected , but still bad. She figured he would have cried if he wasn't in a hall full of his judgmental peers.
Her back was turned to him but that didn't stop him from saying the inevitable.
"Are you sure"? He knew what the answer was going to be but still decided to ask it any way. Brooke never would have come to him without knowing if it was for sure yet. She wasn't that type of girl.
Are you sure! what the hell! She knew he was going to ask her but the question still pissed her off. Of corse she was sure or she wouldn't be standing in front of you in total embarrassment and hoping for and approval she was positive she didn't need.
She nodded.
"..If 9 positive tests are any sign.."
9. Her favorite number. When she was younger and had to do something any number of times it was always 9. She wasn't obsessive compulsive .. she just liked 9. She was sure the 9th test she took would be the right one. It wouldn't matter if all 8 of the other ones were positive she was sure 9 would never let her down. But in a way, it did.
"Is it mine"? His hands trembled as he figured the strap of his book bag.
'IS IT HIS ! IS IT HIS ! WHAT THE HELL KIND OF QUESTION IS..' Brooke thought in her head but stopped mid-sentence finally getting what he meant.
"What the hell kind of question is that"?
There they go again asking questions they already know the answer to.
"Well.." he began but couldn't find the words to end it. He put his hands in his jeans pockets and looked at his feet.
"Oh I get it now. You mean that I'm a slut , a whore , easy ? Is that it Lucas. Is it that you don't think it's yours because maybe just maybe I would have cheated on you and you would be off the hook."
"It's just that.." again he was unable to finish his sentence.
Brooke put her hand up.
"Save the apology I don't want or need it".
At a fast pace she began to walk to walk to the nearest exit, but Lucas was right on her heals. He softly grabbed her wrist and turned to around to face him.
"Is it"? His voice was soft and quiet. She could hear the fear in his voice.
Brooke looked down and then back at him.
"Yes". The words spilled out of her mouth. His hands became sweaty around her wrist. After a long silence Lucas finally spoke. "What are we going to do Brooke"?
She laughed.
"WE , aren't going to do anything." She said stressing the word we.
She got loose of his gripe and made it safely out the exit to her car leaving Lucas kind of hurt and scared.
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"79 cents please". The clerk said happily with a smile.
Brooke dug into her pocket and pulled out a dollar.
"Keep the change" Brooke hurried out of the mini mart back to her car and quickly pulled out what she had purchased. She ripped open package and pulled dumped the cube shaped candies onto her lap. She sorted threw them and grouped them into colors. Yellow , orange , green , red , and pink. She unwrapped a yellow starburts and popped it into her mouth. She let out a sigh of pleasure and content.
Starburts have been her favorite candy ever since she was old enough to chew them. She eat them in that exact order. Yellow , orange , green , red , and then pink. From her least favorite to her favorite. Eating the candy made her momentarily forget why she was eating them in the first place. To calm herself. She felt slightly bad about the last comment she made. But it was true. They weren't a WE and they never would be . Brooke was in this alone , and that's the way she liked it at the moment. She didn't have to worry about anyone but herself .. and her baby.
Yes, Brooke lost the little hope she had left that this couldn't possibly be happening to her. But it was. And she couldn't hid from it. But that's what Brookes good at , hiding from things. Running away when things get to hard. But now she just can't do that. For her sake, and for her babys.
Rating- PG-13/ R for language.
Authors Note- Thank you those who reviewed I really appreciate it.
-life altering notes and starburts-
"I'm pregnant". Her writing was dark and curvy. He had to know sometime, and maybe a note wasn't the best way of telling him , but it was Brookes way. She signed her name at the bottom then folded it in half and then in half again to form a perfect square.
"Pst , Rachel pass this to Lucas". Brooke handed the girl the note and watched her tap on the blonde boys back in front of her. The look on his face was questionable but he took the note and turned back around.
Brooke could only imagine the look on his face. She kind of wished she could see it but figured it's better not to. Lucas didn't seem to move , which confused Brooke. Was it that shocking that he couldn't possibly manage to write back. Or at least look at her. It kind of hurt. But Brooke didn't need his approval because what's done is done and neither of them could change that.
Brooke found comfort as the bell finally rang which just happened to be the last bell of the day. She quickly slipped out of the class room into the crowded hall. She knew she was now going to see the look on Lucas's face and she was surprised at how much it scared her.
'it doesn't matter , it doesn't matter'.Brooke repeated in her head to convince herself his opinion didn't matter. She was in this herself ..
She heard heavy footsteps behind her.
"Brooke". His voice was high and shaky.
Horror. Their it was a look of horror and shock. Not half as bad a Brooke expected , but still bad. She figured he would have cried if he wasn't in a hall full of his judgmental peers.
Her back was turned to him but that didn't stop him from saying the inevitable.
"Are you sure"? He knew what the answer was going to be but still decided to ask it any way. Brooke never would have come to him without knowing if it was for sure yet. She wasn't that type of girl.
Are you sure! what the hell! She knew he was going to ask her but the question still pissed her off. Of corse she was sure or she wouldn't be standing in front of you in total embarrassment and hoping for and approval she was positive she didn't need.
She nodded.
"..If 9 positive tests are any sign.."
9. Her favorite number. When she was younger and had to do something any number of times it was always 9. She wasn't obsessive compulsive .. she just liked 9. She was sure the 9th test she took would be the right one. It wouldn't matter if all 8 of the other ones were positive she was sure 9 would never let her down. But in a way, it did.
"Is it mine"? His hands trembled as he figured the strap of his book bag.
'IS IT HIS ! IS IT HIS ! WHAT THE HELL KIND OF QUESTION IS..' Brooke thought in her head but stopped mid-sentence finally getting what he meant.
"What the hell kind of question is that"?
There they go again asking questions they already know the answer to.
"Well.." he began but couldn't find the words to end it. He put his hands in his jeans pockets and looked at his feet.
"Oh I get it now. You mean that I'm a slut , a whore , easy ? Is that it Lucas. Is it that you don't think it's yours because maybe just maybe I would have cheated on you and you would be off the hook."
"It's just that.." again he was unable to finish his sentence.
Brooke put her hand up.
"Save the apology I don't want or need it".
At a fast pace she began to walk to walk to the nearest exit, but Lucas was right on her heals. He softly grabbed her wrist and turned to around to face him.
"Is it"? His voice was soft and quiet. She could hear the fear in his voice.
Brooke looked down and then back at him.
"Yes". The words spilled out of her mouth. His hands became sweaty around her wrist. After a long silence Lucas finally spoke. "What are we going to do Brooke"?
She laughed.
"WE , aren't going to do anything." She said stressing the word we.
She got loose of his gripe and made it safely out the exit to her car leaving Lucas kind of hurt and scared.
------
"79 cents please". The clerk said happily with a smile.
Brooke dug into her pocket and pulled out a dollar.
"Keep the change" Brooke hurried out of the mini mart back to her car and quickly pulled out what she had purchased. She ripped open package and pulled dumped the cube shaped candies onto her lap. She sorted threw them and grouped them into colors. Yellow , orange , green , red , and pink. She unwrapped a yellow starburts and popped it into her mouth. She let out a sigh of pleasure and content.
Starburts have been her favorite candy ever since she was old enough to chew them. She eat them in that exact order. Yellow , orange , green , red , and then pink. From her least favorite to her favorite. Eating the candy made her momentarily forget why she was eating them in the first place. To calm herself. She felt slightly bad about the last comment she made. But it was true. They weren't a WE and they never would be . Brooke was in this alone , and that's the way she liked it at the moment. She didn't have to worry about anyone but herself .. and her baby.
Yes, Brooke lost the little hope she had left that this couldn't possibly be happening to her. But it was. And she couldn't hid from it. But that's what Brookes good at , hiding from things. Running away when things get to hard. But now she just can't do that. For her sake, and for her babys.