A/N: Oh. My God. I am so sorry I haven't updated. My life has been pretty hectic for the past few months, and things are dying down a little so I have lots of free time. Here's another chapter, it might be a little short, and not as good as the others.
Chapter Three
Damn it, Brooke thought. Fine. Whatever. Just listen to his crummy excuses for cheating on me and then tell him off.
"I'm not feeling well, alright? Why the hell do you care so much?" Brooke hissed. She steered the car around a corner as she waited for an answer.
"I was just worried, like maybe you were kidnapped or something," Lucas explained.
"Bullshit. Like you would be worried that I got kidnapped after you cheated on me. Now you're acting like it never happened," Brooke rasped, her throat tightening up. She turned around another corner and found herself right by the mall. She carefully maneuvered her car into the next lane so she could get into the parking lot entrance. "Besides, you're calling to ask me why I'm not in class; everyone knows we're not allowed using cell phones in class, Lucas. What the hell are you doing?"
"I asked for a hall pass," Lucas replied, "Now tell me where you are."
"Why do you want to know?" Brooke asked, looking for a parking spot. She found someone leaving theirs and waited for them to move so she could get it. When the other car was gone, she drove into the parking spot, and parked her car. "It's not like you want to come and get me, and even if youdid,I wouldn't come back. If this had been three days ago and I hadn't known about you and Peyton, maybe I would come with you. But, no, I'm not going to tell you where I am. So goodbye, jackass."
She turned off her phone and tossed it into her purse. She pulled out her car keys and grabbed her jacket and purse. She got out of the car, locked it, and headed into the mall.
It was pretty crowded for a Monday afternoon. Brooke made her way through groups of people, not looking for any store in particular. She was just about to go into Guess? when she noticed a baby clothing store not far from it. She hesitated, then headed into the baby store.
The first thing she noticed was the table of shoes. She picked up a pair of little dress shoes. She checked them out, then put them down and saw a rack of dresses.
There was a cute pink one hanging at the front. Brooke removed it from the rack and stared at it. Then she imagined a baby girl dressed in it, along with the shoes she had seen. "Aww," she blurted. She looked around to make sure no one had heard her, then began going through all of the other dresses and girl clothes. She exited the store a few minutes later, empty handed of course.
It would be so awesome if I had a baby girl. This one better be a girl or else I'll just... She stopped walking and decided to go into Guess? after all. ...or I'll just go buy designerclothes. She went into the store, dismissing the topic of babies.
Later that night...
Brooke lay down on her bed, watching TV. She was searching for something to watch. It had to be something...
"...Something funny," Brooke said aloud, settling for Friends. She never really liked the show, but there was really nothing else on. But she quickly reconsidered watching it as it was the episode where Rachel has a baby. "Fuck," she cursed under her breath. She turned off the television and picked up her phone. She quickly dialed Haley's phone number and waited for her to pick up. Finally, Haley answered.
"Hello?" she said.
Brooke rubbed her nose and replied, "Hey, it's Brooke."
"Brooke! Hey, how are you doing?" Haley asked.
"Look, there's something I have to tell you," Brooke said. She had no choice. She had to tell somebody or else she would lose it. She wasn't going to tell Lucas; at least not yet. Definetly not Peyton, and Nathan-well, she just wasn't that close with him. She wasn't very close with Haley but they were still friends.
"Mmmkay," Haley murmoured, "Is it important? You sound sort of upset."
"Uh, yeah..." Brooke answered, chewing her nail, "Can you come over? Or is it too late for you?"
"Gosh, I'm really sorry Brooke, I didn't realize how late it was. You see, Nathan and I started a curfew thing where we have to be home by seven thirty," Haley apologized sarcastically, "No,we just finished dinner a while ago, so I'm free for the night. Yeah, I'll be over in a few minutes."
Brooke pink the top of her manicured fingernail off. "Thanks," she said, "See ya in a bit."
Haley said goodbye and they both hung up. A few minutes later, Haley showed up at the door.
"Hey," she said as she stepped inside, "Your house seems bigger every time I come over here."
Brooke chuckled slightly. "Let's go upstairs."
Haley followed Brooke upstairs to her bedroom. When they got there, they both sat down on the bed, then Brooke stood up, paced around the room, then sat back down. A minute later she jumped up again and paced a bit more before sitting back down.
"Done enough pacing yet?" Haley asked. She laughed, "So what is it you wanted to tell me? Is there something wrong?"
Brooke cleared her throat. "Well..." she began, "Not exactly. Well, actually, yeah. Sort of. I think. I don'tknow."
Haley motioned for her to continue.
"Before Lucas and I broke up...well, I found out something," Brooke stood up again and walked over to her dresser mirror. She stared at the photos tucked into the frame of it. "But you can't tell anyone. I'm trusting you on this."
"Okay..." Haley said from the bed. She was still abit confused.
Brooke removed a photo of Lucas from the dresser then tore it in half. Then she tossed it into the trash can and announced, "I'm pregnant." She turned around to face Haley.
Haley's eyes were as wide as Frisbees. Her mouth hung open in shock. She struggled to find words, and after a long moment of awkward silence she quietly replied, "It's Lucas'?"
God damn it, Brooke wanted to scream, Even Haley thinks I'm a slut.
She grabbed a pillow and lightly tossed it at Haley, but in amean way. "Of course it is!" she shouted.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I was just making sure!" Haley threw her arms up to protect herself in case any more flying pillows would hit her again. "So, uh...what are you going to do? Are you going to keep it?"
Brooke froze and stared at Haley. She really hadn't thought about that before. She had forgotten she had choices. If she kept the baby, then she would have to drop out of school. But if she aborted the baby, then she would go through life wondering what could have been. And if she chose for the baby to be adopted, then she would have to go through life knowing that some happy couple had her baby as their child. No. She couldn'tstand to think that. Although Brooke Davis used to be shallow, she decided that now that she was going to become a mother, than she might as well have a change of heart.
"Yes," Brooke whispered, nodding, "I'm going to keep it."
