Mommy, Mommy
Chapter 9
Karen's Café was so nicely decorated. Balloons, presents, everything a little girl would want. Young Kaylie Scott had a large grin on her face as she blew out the candles.
She was especially smart for age, and especially beautiful. Golden Blonde locks, and large blue eyes complemented her nicely. She looked a lot like Peyton, though. And sometimes Lucas had to tear his eyes away from her, memories flooding his mind.
Brooke sat at a booth and stared at the precious girl. She loved Kaylie, maybe even more then she loved Lucas. But she knew, that she could never be Kaylie's real mother. She hadn't carried her in her stomach. She hadn't even known about her for months. Kaylie may even hate her in the future.
Brooke shuddered, thinking of Kaylie thinking of her as a 'Step mom', someone trying to take her place in her father's world. It was complicated. She wanted Kaylie to grow up and call her 'mom'. She wanted that more then anything.
She couldn't help it; she began to cry as memories of Peyton came to her. The two girls had giggled furiously as children, claiming they would raise their children together.
Wow, how many years had gone by? How had Peyton slipped away into the unknown, leaving her best friend to sit in wonder, praying to God every night, hoping she was okay?
Lucas, seeing Brooke, slid across from her. Her eyes never left Kaylie's face.
"What's wrong, Brooke?" The sound of his voice was amazing, so comfortable sounding.
She turned to him. "I miss my best friend." She said, beginning to sob.
He sat next to her and held her, feeling guilty. If he hadn't started a relationship with Peyton again, getting her pregnant, Brooke and her would still probably be best friends.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled into her hair.
"No," She replied strongly, looking up, "I would rather have this life, over that one any day." She smiled and held his face in her hands, placing a small kiss on his lips.
"I love you." He said, kissing her back.
"I love you, too."
And that was the start of their new lives together.
Four months later
Brooke held the phone to her ear, listening to Haley rant.
"Hales, I wouldn't be worried....no.....no.....don't worry.....I'm sure being late isn't that amazingly horrible.......yes...no, I have not.....Haley!......."
Lucas, watched, amused, as Brooke lay on the bed, speaking as calm as she could to Haley.
"Oh, no, Hales! Kaylie just fell, I'll call you back later." Brooke hung up and looked at Lucas, a small grin on her face.
"You lied." He said, a smirk on his face.
"Just a white lie."
"Just?"
"Just." She replied laughing.
"So, what's Haley's problem today?"
"The baby is two weeks late, which can be perfectly normal."
"And you would know because?"
"I read a book on pregnancies."
"Oh, okay."
The thing was, Brooke actually was pregnant, only, she didn't want to tell Lucas. Not yet. The wedding was set to take place in five months, and Brooke had a feeling if she didn't tell him soon, their relationship could go down the drain.
"Okay, time to talk." She whispered. It was now or never.
"Ah, I knew this was coming." He said arching an eyebrow.
"The thing is, I'm, um, you see, I'm-"
"Just say it!"
"Pregnant."
"What?"
"Yeah, and this time it's for real."
"Wow."
"Okay, I need a feeling here. Happy, sad, angry.."
"Happy. Definitely happy. Wow. I'm going to be a dad again."
"Yeah, and I'm going to be a mom."
"You are a mom."
Their lips met.
"Luke?"
"Yes, baby?"
"I can't get married in four months."
"What?" Lucas sat up, a frown on his face.
"I just, I don't want to look pregnant on my wedding day."
"What does it matter?"
"It matters to me. I want to look good on my wedding day."
"See, Brooke, I don't understand why you have to act like this."
"So what? I want to look good on my wedding day? What's the problem with that?" Brooke was getting angry, he wasn't going to look 40 pounds fatter, so he needed to be quiet.
"Okay, so you're calling off the wedding?" He was angry too, apparently.
"No! I just want to post-pond it. Come on, don't be difficult!"
"I'm not being difficult, Brooke! I'm just fine with our current wedding day!"
Kaylie began to cry.
"Well, that's easy for you to say, you are going to look fine!"
"So are you!"
"No, I'll be pregnant! I'll have to wear loafers, and an extra large dress!"
"No you won't!"
"Yes I will!"
Lucas was about to say something, but was interrupted by the shrill ringing of Brooke's cell phone.
Brooke picked up the phone.
"Hello?" She answered angrily.
"Oh hey Nathan," She paused for a second, "What's wrong?" A frown formed on her face, as she looked up at her future husband.
AN: Hello, hello. Sorry, I've gotten no updates up, as I promised. Cliffhanger, I know. I know what's going to happen in the story, I'm just trying to fit everything into place Sigh Have any questions? Please please ask. I'm dying to answer. Leave feedback!!!! Okay, that's all.