Boy it's been awhile. I had a hard time writing this because I'm really losing my direction with this story. I think I'm stretching it out now so let me know if I should keep going or end it soon. If you want me to keep going leave me some ideas for the direction you want this story to go in. As I've said many times before I write my stories for you my readers so I'm here to please you. Enjoy and review!


"So this is partying Newport style?" Brooke looked around at the familiar atmosphere.

"You haven't seen anything yet." Seth said slinging his arm around both Brooke and Summer.

"I guess we'll have to wait and see huh Luke?" Brooke pulled away from Seth and gripped tightly to Lucas' waist.

"Oh yeah." Lucas replied, not being in much of a partying mood, permanently.

"I'll get drinks." Marissa offered, "What'll it be?"

"Just water." Brooke brushed her hair back. She could feel eyes on her but in a party so crowded like this one she couldn't pick out anyone special.

"Party pooper." Marissa mumbled getting the rest of drink orders.

"I have a baby at home." Brooke defended herself.

"Doesn't mean you can't have a little fun." Marissa coaxed, "You need to wind down."

"I'll pass." Brooke stood strong. She wasn't going to give into peer pressure.

"Whatever floats your boat." Marissa walked off in the direction of a makeshift bar.

The music was blaring through the speakers, bouncing out the newest rap craze. Boys and girls were bumping and grinding up against each other some even making out; just a usual party.

"Shall we dance?" Brooke pulled Lucas towards the crowd of dancers.

"Are you having fun?" Lucas asked as they swayed and moved to the music.

"Not especially." Brooke looked genuinely bored, "I miss Adam."

"You needed some time off." Lucas pulled her closer as they kept dancing, "God, you've changed so much."

"Babies will do that to you." Brooke leaned in to Lucas. They danced for a few more minutes, swaying to their own beat.

"I still miss him." Brooke stuck out her bottom lip.

"Come on Cheery," Lucas draped his arm around her shoulders, "I'm thirsty."

"Me too." Brooke felt so at home and so safe in Lucas' arms.

"Be right back babe." Lucas said leaving her with their friends.

"Hey Brookie!" Marissa stumbled over towards Brooke, gripping onto her to stay standing.

"Hey Mariss." Brooke looked disgusted at her drunken cousin, "Drink much?"

"No, never." Marissa said trying to act sober, "I'm a good girl."

"I think you've had enough." Brooke said trying to steal the drink from Marissa.

"It's never enough." Marissa pulled back.

"Marissa, you're completely wasted." Brooke took the drink away successful this time.

"You must think I'm pathetic." Marissa leaned her head on Brooke's shoulder, "But heard this story of someone so much more pathetic. Want to hear the story?"

"Not especially." Brooke, who used to get so piss drunk she's collapse, didn't want to be around someone like this.

"Well, there's this girl I heard about and well her boyfriend knocked her up and cheated on her with her best friend or something. Her family totally disowned her and she's now a single mother living at some strangers house."

"I think that's enough Marissa." Ryan pried Marissa from Brooke seeing the shock on everyone's face.

"No wait Brookie," Marissa reached for Brooke, "I think her name was Brooke too! Maybe you know each other!"

"Marissa." Ryan pulled her away towards the front door.

"Lucas," Brooke whispered as he rejoined the group, "We're leaving."

"Okay," Lucas obeyed looking confused as Brooke pulled him out of the house. As they drove back to the Cohen's Brooke sobbed heavily. Her own cousin called her pathetic. She had no one left in this world. She had a son at sixteen, a boyfriend she can't trust. A family that thinks she's pathetic. And on top of all of that she is living in some stranger's home.

"Brooke, what happened?" Lucas asked as they waited at a red light.

"It's nothing." Brooke took deep breaths and wiped away her tears. She didn't want Lucas to see her cry. Not over this anyway.

"So you'll tell me later right?" Lucas could sense something was seriously wrong. It was like his sixth sense.

The rest of the ride was silent besides Brooke's occasional sniffle. Why couldn't people just let her live her life? She was finally happy and people had to keep tearing her down. No her life wasn't perfect or anything she would've expected being barely seventeen but it was her life and she was thankful she was still alive. Back in Tree Hill when things had gotten rough Brooke wished everyday that death would come. After she found out she was pregnant and seeing Lucas and Peyton talking just made them come more frequently. She knew these weren't normal feelings for anyone to be feeling so she had to leave and start over.

"Lucas." Brooke said after a while of silence as they both laid side by side in their bed.

"Yeah Brooke?" Lucas turned over to face Brooke in the darkness.

"I can't do this anymore." Brooke burst out in tears.

"Can't do what baby?" Lucas rubbed her arms in a sense of reassurance.

"This, pretending everything's perfect just like it used to be." Brooke bawled.

"What are you talking about Brooke?" Lucas was growing more and more concerned.

"I'm a screw up. It's no secret to anyone but I don't need to drag you down too." Brooke's body shook with each tear that fell down her cheeks.

"Brooke you're not dragging me down. We're in this together." Lucas didn't know where this came from.

"If Adam wasn't in the picture would you have wanted to get back together?" Brooke didn't even care her cheeks were tearstained. It didn't matter to her anymore.

"Yes Brooke I would've." Lucas propped himself up on his elbow and motioned her closer, "I love you Brooke."

"Do you mean that?" Brooke's voice was hushed as if she was startled by the words. Not enough people told her they loved her.

"I mean that." Lucas pulled her close to his chest, "I always have and I always will."

Brooke cried a few more minutes until finally she couldn't cry anymore. She wasn't going to shed another tear for herself or her life because now she had all she needed. Someone who loved her and people she loved.

This was all Brooke needed to get through her issues with Lucas. Just the way he told her he loved her made her trust him again. His words seemed to wash away all his actions. Brooke would forgive but not forget but at least she was over it.

Brooke pulled away a bit and then leaned over Lucas and planted a kiss on his lips. It was like their first night together all over again minus the beer, bar, and tattoo parlor. That old fire rushed back over them and the heat took over. They both missed each other's presence on each others lips.

Lucas' kiss lingered on Brooke's lips making butterflies flutter around in her stomach all over again. Nothing else but Lucas matter anymore. She didn't need anyone because no one needed her. That was okay. She was just done with the world and all the twisted people.

They moved closer and closer to the action they had not performed for over a year yet it felt natural for both of them. The love between them was so strong there was no stopping anything now.

"Brooke," Lucas pulled away and got out of the bed, "We can't."

"I want to Lucas." Brooke reached for him to come back breathing heavily.

"No you don't." Lucas shook his head, "You're upset and I'm not going to take advantage of you."

"You won't be Lucas." Brooke pleaded.

"Brooke no." Lucas said and took a pillow off the bed and put it on the armchair across from the bed.

"At least come back to bed." Brooke patted the open spot in the bed.

"I think it'd be best if I slept over here tonight." Lucas folded his arms and attempted to get comfortable.

"Whatever." Brooke turned over and sobbed silently from herself. She was alone all over again and it was her fault. Everything was her fault. In the words of her cousin, she was pathetic. She needed to tell Marissa to add she threw herself at a guy and got rejected. That would put the icing on Marissa's cake.


Okay so I'm trying to work Marissa's drinking problem into the story. After rereading this chapter I realized it made Brooke seem a bit suicidal. I'm sorry if it's misleading but Brooke is not going to kill herself! Let me know what you think! Give me some suggestions or else I'm ending it!