I Want To Save You
Chapter Three
Brooke sat in World Cultures and tried to listen to the teacher, but she couldn't. Just two seats behind her was her current ex boyfriend; the whole school had found out that they had broken up, but nobody knew why. Brooke was glad because she didn't want to be known as "Tim's sloppy seconds" especially since she was sloppy seconds to a bunch of hookers. Brooke turned around and saw Tim looking down at the ground; he looked up at Brooke and their eyes met. Brooke glared at him and turned back around. Beside her was Anna; Anna slouched in her chair and doodled on a piece of paper. If Brooke wasn't mistaken she was doodling the letter "N" all over her paper.
'She thinks I'm stupid,' Brooke thought to herself, 'She thinks I don't know about her and Nathan...' The thing that hurt the most for Brooke was that Anna promised never to hook up with Nathan again. Brooke didn't know if it was anger towards Anna, or jealousy. Brooke and Nathan had gotten along really well the night she found out about Tim, and the night her car ran out of gas. It was like a different side of Nathan that seemed like he rarely showed.
Brooke looked towards the back of the room in the corner and saw Nathan sitting there looking out the window. He seemed so peaceful; he wasn't disrupting class, he wasn't flirting with another hoochie, he was just there...Being Nathan. Nathan looked at Brooke who was staring; he smiled at her. Brooke let out a small laugh and even a small blush and turned back around. The bell rang and everyone got up before the teacher had a chance to say "class dismissed".
Brooke walked down the hall with Anna, "Are you feeling any better?" Anna asked.
"I guess," Brooke shrugged, "It just sucks because he's in like most of my classes."
Anna gave Brooke a half hug, "It'll get easier," she said with a confident smile.
"Thanks," Brooke said, "Do you think I could crash at your place tonight?"
Anna nodded, "Sure, hun."
"Thanks," Brooke said gratiously, "I just really need some girl-ta--"
"Anna," Nathan said as he cut Brooke off.
Anna looked nervously between Brooke and Nathan and then smiled weakly, "Nathan," she greeted him, "What's up?"
"I need to talk to you real quick," he said and then took her hand.
Brooke watched him lead her into the janitor's closet. Brooke waved to no one in particular, "See ya," she said sarcastically.
Peyton walked up beside Brooke and bumped hips with her, "What's shakin' bacon?" She asked.
"Nothing," Brooke said with a small laugh and then put her head down.
"Where's Anna?" Peyton asked as she looked around the hall way.
Brooke rolled her eyes, "Janitor's closet with Nathan...They're probably 'talking'," she said with sarcasm dripping from her tongue.
"Has Tim tried to talk to you yet?" Peyton asked.
Brooke shook her head, "If he did I would probably chop his balls off."
"Nice!" Peyton laughed.
Nathan walked out of the janitor's closet fixing his shirt, and was followed by Anna, "Not as comfortable in there," Anna pointed out.
"You'll get used to it," Nathan said nonchalantly.
Anna bit her bottom lip, "Are you hooking up with other girls still?" She asked apprehensively.
"Yeah," Nathan said with a shrug, "You can hook up with other guys, ya know..."
Anna pulled down the bottom of her shirt, "Yeah, I know..." She said softly.
"I hook up with girls, Anna, that's just how I am," Nathan said, "I'm not a commitment type guy."
Anna sighed, "I know...I just thought you changed."
"Why are you trying to mold me into your boyfriend?" Nathan asked, "We're not dating! We're hooking up, big difference!"
Anna crossed her arms, "I know, I'm not stupid!"
"I have to get to class," Nathan said, "I'll see you around..." He said and then walked away. Nathan walked down the hall and saw Brooke taking a drink from the water fountain. Brooke looked up and shifted her eyes away from him. "Brooke," Nathan said to get her attention.
Brooke snapped back around and put her hands on her hips, "Yes?" She asked annoyed.
"How are you doing?" He asked; a little taken aback by her bitterness.
Brooke sighed loudly, "Dandy," she said sarcastically, "Don't you have to fuck Anna or something?"
"What?" Nathan asked confused by her comment, "What the hell is up with you?"
Brooke laughed cynically, "Nothing is up with me, Nate! Absolutely nothing!"
"I'll talk to you when you're not being a bitch," Nathan said and rolled his eyes.
"Before or after your hook up with my best friend numerous times?"
Nathan threw up his hands in defense, "Why do you care?"
"She promised me she wasn't going to hook up with you anymore," Brooke said.
"And she lied to you!" Nathan exclaimed, "What do you want me to do about that?"
Brooke looked down at the ground, "You know Nathan, last night you were such a great person. A changed person...And now...Now you're just an ass hole," she exclaimed and then barged away.
Brooke walked into Theresa's house for another party, another night of being a 17 year old girl. Brooke put on her best fake smile, and her best outfit and pranced into the house like it was her night to shine. Brooke grabbed a drink and made her rounds around the room. She saw Tim flirting with Theresa; her eyes burned and her heart ached. Brooke went over and stopped in front of the two, "Theresa I'd be careful," she said warningly, "Tim has a hooker problem," Brooke said coldly and then walked away laughing as Theresa looked at Tim in disgust and walked away from him.
Brooke felt a hand grab her arm, she turned around and saw Tim standing there, "Don't do this to me Brooke," he said sternly.
"I just thought the girl should know that you like to sleep with 45 year old hookers," Brooke said with an evil grin, "You didn't actually think that you were just going to cheat on me, and that was going to be it?"
Tim rubbed his temples, "I was hoping for that..."
"You're a fucking loser, Tim," Brooke said, "Here," she said handing him a 1 dollar bill, "Go get some entertainment for the night!" She laughed and then walked towards a group of guys.
Anna watched the whole thing and saw Tim crumple up the dollar and throw it on the floor. Anna walked towards Brooke and grabbed her wrist and pulled her away from the guys, "What the hell is up?" Anna asked.
"What are you talking about?" Brooke asked as she took another sip of her strong drink.
"I saw what you did to Tim!" Anna yelled, "That was low, Brooke..."
Brooke pulled her wrist away and glared at Anna, "Yeah, almost as low as lying to your best friend!"
"What?" Anna exasperated.
Brooke rolled her eyes, "Don't play dumb...I know you're still hooking up with him!" She said and then walked back towards the group of guys. Anna felt her eyes start to tear up so she walked outside quickly.
"Let's go up to Theresa's guest bedroom," a guy whispered in Brooke's ear. Brooke looked up at him and nodded her head. They headed upstairs and Brooke sprawled out on the bed, "I've been waiting a long time for this Brooke," the guy said.
Brooke smiled seductively, "What's your name, baby?" She slurred.
"Erik," the guy said and then took off his shirt, "I'm glad you and Tim finally broke up..."
Brooke put her finger on Erik's lips, "Let's not talk about that right now babe..." She said and then hungrily kissed him.
Brooke walked down the stairs and saw that the party was dying down. She walked out to her car and saw Nathan leaning against it. Brooke got out her keys and rolled her eyes, "Just the person I wanted to see," she said sarcastically.
"Where were you all night?" Nathan asked.
Brooke smiled to herself, "With Erik..."
"Hooking up?" Nathan asked bitterly.
Brooke laughed bitterly, "I'm going back to the old Brooke..."
"Why are you doing this?" Nathan asked.
Brooke stumbled over towards the car, "I thought we talked about this already!" She stammered, "To feel!" She exclaimed and then drunkenly laugh, "Besides...I love that look on your face..."
Brooke walked past Nathan and opened her car door, "I'm planning on maybe asking Anna to the dance..." Nathan said.
"I don't give a rat's ass," Brooke said cynically; even though she knew that she did care, "We had one night of understanding, Nathan...Don't go all Dawson's Creek on me."
Nathan rolled his eyes, "Don't do this to yourself..."
"Don't try to be my savior Nathan!" Brooke yelled, "I don't need you to watch my every move and look out for me! I'm watching out for myself...So just let me be."
Nathan put his hands in his pocket and walked off, "Maybe I want to save you," he siad quietly, but loud enough so Brooke could hear.
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