I know, it's been like 10 months since i've updated this story, but here's an update, hopefully you read & review and like.


Brooke thundered around her room, smashing things and throwing clothes. Her mind raced…I can't believe Mouth lied to me, why would he do that to me.

Tears clouded her vision, her shoulders shook as she sobbed. Burying her head in her pillows, she cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, the sky was grey and overcast, which suited her mood just fine. She didn't concern herself with thoughts of backstabbing members of the opposite sex. Dressed in a black sweater, blue jeans and pink socks, she slowly started packing her room up for the move.

A soft knock on her door smashed her reverie of silence. "What?"

"Brookie, Felix is here to see you," her mother said.

"I don't want to see him," Brooke turned her back on her mother.

"Okay, but he looks miserable," her mother obviously thought this would sway Brooke into seeing him.

"I don't care, he lied to me and is a bastard, I don't talk to lying members of the opposite sex," Brooke raged at her mother.

Her mother put a hand to her throat, "Sorry, I'm tell him you're busy." She closed the door quietly and Brooke went back to her packing.

Halfway though the afternoon, pebbles hitting her window once again broke her reverie, moving over to the window, she pushed the sash up.

"What?"

"Brooke, I'm-" cut off by Brooke.

"I don't want to hear it Felix, you lied to me, we're done, get it, good, now stay the hell out of my life." Her lungs hoarse from yelling, she slammed her window shut and flung the blinds down to shield herself from the world.

"God can't you all just leave me alone." Her shoulders shook under the weight of her sobs and she collapsed on her bed. Crying hard, her eyes were soon red rimmed.

"Men are pigs, lying cheating scumbags, not one of them is different," wiping her eyes, she looked at her reflection.

"C'mon Brooke, grow up, you're pathetic, get it together," Mentally berating herself for letting Mouth and Felix make her feel this bad and look so pathetic.

She laughed cynically at her reflection.

"The truth hurts." She mocked her reflection.

The next day at school, she saw Felix holding hands with Theresa and Mouth was nowhere to be seen.

Walking into the principal's office, she dropped her pom poms on his desk. "I quit," and walked out. Doing that, made her feel a lot more freer.

Smiling to herself, she walked to her locker and spun the combo. Silence sounded in the hall full of teens as Felix approached her.

"Brooke, I need to talk to you," his eyes moved over her revealing outfit lecherously.

Looking at his eyes focused on her physical attributes, Brooke shuddered repulsively.

Patting Felix on the shoulder, she shouldered her red backpack, "I'm so sorry to hear you have gonorrhea, thank god I wasn't infected, I hope you'll get better soon, but you have to understand why I can't see you anymore." "Sorry." Smiling widely, she made a hasty exit, leaving Felix standing there, shocked and watching her walk away.

When she turned the corner, she heard a loud exclamation, "You bitch!"

Smiling, she bumped into Lucas who touched her shoulder. "Brooke I need to talk to you."

"What's wrong?" concern flashed in her eyes.

"It's about Mouth," Lucas said.

"I don't want to talk about him," Brooke pushed past him.

Lucas caught her arm, "He was in an accident last night."

Those seven words froze her like a statue. "What kind of accident?" her voice was high pitched.

"He was riding his bike home and got hit by a car, he's in the hospital in critical condition, I thought you should know since you're kind of his friend," Lucas finished.

"What hospital?" Brooke demanded.

"Mercy General, he's on the fourth floor," Lucas said to Brooke's retreating back.

Brooke raced to her car, threw her backpack in the back and started her car and pealed out of the parking lot heading towards Mercy General.


More soon and yes i mean sooner than in the next 10 months.