Disclaimer- I do not own One Tree Hill or any of the characters.
Rating-This is PG-13/ R for language.
Authors Note - sorry for the delay this chapters was really hard to write for some reasons. Everything that's italicized is a flash back.
"Peyton, it'll be okay." a seven year old Brooke said. Their friendship was still new , fragile even. Peytons' ground was falling away from her feet and there was no one there to catch her.
"no..no..I don't think it will." Peyton was trying to hold it in but couldn't any longer, Tears spilled over the brims of her eyes.
Brooke pulled Peyton to face her , and smiled.
"Trust me, it will be okay. I'm here for you, you know that right"
she nodded.
Brooke embraced her and her crying seemed to ease. Sometimes , they like to look at this as how it all started. That's when their lives changed. Peytons' because of the lose of her mother, but Brookes, because she found someone she could be real with.
"you are my sunshine , you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." Brooke sang softly while holding Peyton and softly rocking from side to side.
She lays on Peytons' bed, her hair is frizzy, and her make-ups smudged, but it's okay. She thinks she forgave Peyton too soon, but you can't blame her for getting lonely.
Brooke sighs and sits up.
"I messed up."
It was short, but to the point.
Peyton now sits up too.
"Messed up like how? Like the summer before we turned 10 and decided to make your cellar into an in ground swimming pool." Peyton asks, then breaks into laughter.
Brooke smiles, she remembers well. It was the last summer before everything went bad. Before Brookes parents started fighting, and Before Peytons dad started leaving her home alone for days at a time to work. Before everything seemed to come crashing down.
"I'm bored." Peyton whined . She licked the vanilla ice cream cone that was dripping down her hand.
"me too. Hey I have an idea lets go swimming." Brooke said, with a big grin.
"Ya!" Peytons' face lit up.
Brookes grin faded.
"..wait..I don't have a pool." Brooke looked around for something they could do. She spotted the green water hose and skipped over to it. "I have a water hose.. now all we need is something to put the water in and we can make our own pool." Brooke giggled at her stroke of brilliance.
Peyton thought hard looking around the perfectly trimmed yard. She spotted a small window on the foundation of Brookes house that looked into her cellar. Peyton chucked her ice cream cone into a near by bush and frolicked over to the window.
"...your cellars under ground riigghhtt." Peyton asked , hopping on the black pavement that was burning her feet.
"uh huh." Brooke said, frustrated not knowing where she was going with this.
"well, my neighbor just got a pool, and they brought over this big diggy thingy to dig a big hole to make the pool.. so get it.. it underground just like an underground pool. We can fill your cellar with water and swim in it." Peyton explained to Brooke.
"ohmigosh" Brooke squealed running over to Peyton " you're brilliant." she praised her.
They opened the window and plopped the running hoes into the cellar.
"Kay, now whatta we do?" Brooke asked.
"wait, I guess." Peyton said.
"But Peyton..it's gonna take like a biggilion hours to.." Brooke was Interrupted by the distant yelling of her father.
They both piled into the small family room, and awaited their punishment.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO THINKING! YOU BETTER GET YOUR A- BUTTS DOWN THERE AND CLEAN IT ALL UP." Mr. Davis yelled then stormed out of the room.
Brookes bottom lip began to quiver , as tears leaked out of her eyes. Brooke hated getting yelled at, it made her stomach hurt.
"I'm sorry chickadee it's my fault." Peyton said while Brooke cried in her arms.
Brooke smiled again as she remembered Peytons' childhood name for her. Chickadee. It was what Peytons' mother used to call Peyton. After she died Peyton started calling Brooke that name, but she didn't mind, She thought it was kind of cute actually. It was kind of like when Brooke would sing "you are my sunshine" to Peyton when ever she missed her mom. Brookes mom used to sing it to her when she was younger and it always made her feel better.
"no comparison." Brooke said suddenly becoming serious again.
"wow" Peyton said in shock. "It'll be okay though, I'm sure of it".
Brooke looked down at Peytons' bed spread, as she felt the sudden need to cry.
"come here chickadee." Peyton says, calling her chickadee for the first time in atleast 2 years. Peyton pulled Brooke into her arms, and held her tightly as Brooke weeps quietly.
"you are my sunshine , you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." Peyton sings as she slowly rocks from side to side with Brooke in her arms.
Rating-This is PG-13/ R for language.
Authors Note - sorry for the delay this chapters was really hard to write for some reasons. Everything that's italicized is a flash back.
"Peyton, it'll be okay." a seven year old Brooke said. Their friendship was still new , fragile even. Peytons' ground was falling away from her feet and there was no one there to catch her.
"no..no..I don't think it will." Peyton was trying to hold it in but couldn't any longer, Tears spilled over the brims of her eyes.
Brooke pulled Peyton to face her , and smiled.
"Trust me, it will be okay. I'm here for you, you know that right"
she nodded.
Brooke embraced her and her crying seemed to ease. Sometimes , they like to look at this as how it all started. That's when their lives changed. Peytons' because of the lose of her mother, but Brookes, because she found someone she could be real with.
"you are my sunshine , you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." Brooke sang softly while holding Peyton and softly rocking from side to side.
She lays on Peytons' bed, her hair is frizzy, and her make-ups smudged, but it's okay. She thinks she forgave Peyton too soon, but you can't blame her for getting lonely.
Brooke sighs and sits up.
"I messed up."
It was short, but to the point.
Peyton now sits up too.
"Messed up like how? Like the summer before we turned 10 and decided to make your cellar into an in ground swimming pool." Peyton asks, then breaks into laughter.
Brooke smiles, she remembers well. It was the last summer before everything went bad. Before Brookes parents started fighting, and Before Peytons dad started leaving her home alone for days at a time to work. Before everything seemed to come crashing down.
"I'm bored." Peyton whined . She licked the vanilla ice cream cone that was dripping down her hand.
"me too. Hey I have an idea lets go swimming." Brooke said, with a big grin.
"Ya!" Peytons' face lit up.
Brookes grin faded.
"..wait..I don't have a pool." Brooke looked around for something they could do. She spotted the green water hose and skipped over to it. "I have a water hose.. now all we need is something to put the water in and we can make our own pool." Brooke giggled at her stroke of brilliance.
Peyton thought hard looking around the perfectly trimmed yard. She spotted a small window on the foundation of Brookes house that looked into her cellar. Peyton chucked her ice cream cone into a near by bush and frolicked over to the window.
"...your cellars under ground riigghhtt." Peyton asked , hopping on the black pavement that was burning her feet.
"uh huh." Brooke said, frustrated not knowing where she was going with this.
"well, my neighbor just got a pool, and they brought over this big diggy thingy to dig a big hole to make the pool.. so get it.. it underground just like an underground pool. We can fill your cellar with water and swim in it." Peyton explained to Brooke.
"ohmigosh" Brooke squealed running over to Peyton " you're brilliant." she praised her.
They opened the window and plopped the running hoes into the cellar.
"Kay, now whatta we do?" Brooke asked.
"wait, I guess." Peyton said.
"But Peyton..it's gonna take like a biggilion hours to.." Brooke was Interrupted by the distant yelling of her father.
They both piled into the small family room, and awaited their punishment.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO THINKING! YOU BETTER GET YOUR A- BUTTS DOWN THERE AND CLEAN IT ALL UP." Mr. Davis yelled then stormed out of the room.
Brookes bottom lip began to quiver , as tears leaked out of her eyes. Brooke hated getting yelled at, it made her stomach hurt.
"I'm sorry chickadee it's my fault." Peyton said while Brooke cried in her arms.
Brooke smiled again as she remembered Peytons' childhood name for her. Chickadee. It was what Peytons' mother used to call Peyton. After she died Peyton started calling Brooke that name, but she didn't mind, She thought it was kind of cute actually. It was kind of like when Brooke would sing "you are my sunshine" to Peyton when ever she missed her mom. Brookes mom used to sing it to her when she was younger and it always made her feel better.
"no comparison." Brooke said suddenly becoming serious again.
"wow" Peyton said in shock. "It'll be okay though, I'm sure of it".
Brooke looked down at Peytons' bed spread, as she felt the sudden need to cry.
"come here chickadee." Peyton says, calling her chickadee for the first time in atleast 2 years. Peyton pulled Brooke into her arms, and held her tightly as Brooke weeps quietly.
"you are my sunshine , you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." Peyton sings as she slowly rocks from side to side with Brooke in her arms.