Chapter 14
What happens in the club part 1
The following evening Brooke was in a bad mood. She just needed to be by herself. She was in one of the moods where everything annoyed her, so she knew that it was best that she kept her distance from other people rather than undeservingly cuss them out. Rachel and Bianca were chatting in the living room. The minute Bianca got a boyfriend everyone would have to suffer through a series of boring stories about some of the "most romantic things he did". What single girl wants to listen to stories about romantic things someone else's boyfriends did for them? It was if they were rubbing it in everyone's face. And Rachel was even more annoying than Bianca tonight because she was upset that she didn't get any last night. Brooke didn't want to act like anyone's mom so she tried not to tell Rachel how to live her life. To Brooke Rachel had way too much casual sex and claimed that she was ok with it afterwards. Brooke got horny sometimes but not nearly as much as Rachel did. Maybe it was because she didn't know what she was missing. She was so scared to be intimate with someone but horny as hell. What she wanted was a friend with benefits. Someone to fool around with, without the emotional attachment. Emotional attachments always led to pain in the end. She could really use some sex to comfort her right now. She was so angry. She had gone to the administrative office earlier to drop E-commerce but she found out that the deadline had already passed and there was nothing she could do about it. She was also so angry with Lucas. She hated his guts. She really did just want him to die. He was too mean to even be real. The way he backed her into a corner and got exactly what he wanted. The way he came on to her. Most guys would at least try to seduce the girl, he just came in with full force as he owned her body and he was entitled to it. Worst of all the way he smelled her underwear. Brooke shuddered every time she even thought about it. It was so gross. Brooke knew guys who admitted that they liked doing freaky things like that but to see someone do it with her underwear was just plain nasty. She had no choice but to burn them. She could never wear those panties again because she knew anytime she did, she would remember Lucas and his perverse behaviour and that was the last thing she wanted. She never wanted to see his face again. She had every intention of visiting Mr. Hargrove and telling him that Lucas sexually harassed her and that there was no way she could work with him. Lucas was the first guy to kiss her in five years. What a way to break her kissing dry spell.
Anyone who heard Brooke talk about guys would be convinced that she hated them all, but only she knew the truth about herself. She sometimes felt lonely and wanted someone to talk to, not friends like Bianca and Rachel but someone she loved someone who loved her back. One of the reasons Brooke closed herself off was because so many relationships especially the ones in university were so fake. It was very rarely about two people who really connected with and completed each other. It was more about fucking a hot girl on campus when you should be studying. So many guys around campus stared at her. Some were brave enough to approach her but these things just didn't impress Brooke. Brooke was one of the hardest girls to impress on the planet. Guys who came up to her and told she was beautiful turned her off because when a guy said that he really meant "your hot and I want to fuck you" Brooke didn't want to be fucked. She wanted someone to make love to her. If she had to get in a relationship with someone it had to be a real one. She wanted a guy who didn't buy expensive gifts for her. Expensive jewellry is a guy's way of branding a girl, showing everyone that she was taken. She hated it when guys bought stuff for her. It just didn't impress her; she had money to buy all these things for herself if she wanted. She wanted someone to see her, someone to really see her. She wanted someone to look into her eyes and see right down into her soul. That's what would impress Brooke Davis. A guy that would pay close enough attention to her to notice that her bitchy behaviour was nothing but a facade to hide who she really was, a broken girl who was trying to protect her heart. Men had always disappointed her, so rather than put herself out there and risk getting hurt she closed herself off until she met someone that was worth her time. From the looks of things she would be single and horny for the rest of her life because all guys were the same, they were all pussy hungry cheating lying bastards and she didn't need that in her life. Are a few moments of bliss enough to endure a cornucopia of months of pain? Hell no. Life was just easier being single. All Brooke had to do now was find a friend with benefits and she'd be ok.
Lucas was at home reading his Oraganizational Behaviour textbook. He had been reading chapter three for an hour and he was still on the first page. He could not concentrate his guilt was eating at him. He really did try to be a better person, but there was more to changing than merely the desire to change. He was so ashamed of his behaviour. It was bad enough that she caught him smelling her undies but he made it worse when he threatened to destroy her grandmother's urn ad then coming on to her. Lucas never really understood how people could cut themselves but right now he knew what led some of the to do it. Self hate. He just wanted to be a person he could be proud. He had gotten off well with Brooke's room mates and Brooke had already hated them he didn't need anyone else hating him. Rachel often partied at the same places he Tim and Jake did and he knew how girls talked, he couldn't let panty sniffing episode get out. Tim would probably give him a high five but all the girls would think he was a freak. He felt so bad for Brooke. It was like every time they got into the same room her found some way to upset her. He knew he had to apologize. But was this his new routine do shit then apologize and hope that made it all better, then do even more shit then apologize. Where would he draw the line? What would it take for him be that better person he wanted to be? He decided that he would give her a few days to cool off and then he'd go over to her apartment and apologize. He even did the entire of section two by himself. He knew that it wasn't going to be easy to make amends with Brooke.
It was now Friday night. The night Brooke had been dreading since last weekend. Bianca had setup a blind date for her with one of Allister's friends. All she wanted was a friend with benefits not some long boring night with some strange guy. Bianca was a very pushy person and she would bitch until she had her way. Brooke decided if she did go on the date she would make it eminently clear that it was the last place she wanted to be. Bianca, Allister, Brooke and Allister's friend Trey were going to dinner and then they were meeting Rachel at a club afterwards. All Brooke wanted to do was drink and hook up with some random guy. As soon as she hit that club she was going to ditch this Trey person and have some real fun.
"Brooke, are you ready? Allister and Trey are on their way upstairs"
"Yeah I'm coming."
Bianca and Rachel were waiting to see Brooke's outfit in the living room. She refused to let them help her get ready. Bianca and Rachel were in total disbelief when Brooke walked out from her bedroom. Brooke could not be serious. She was wearing a plain long black t-shirt that reached down to her knees, a long brown floral skirt that reached down to her ankles and a matching brown floral head scarf.
"Brooke cut the shit!"
"No! If I'm going on this date I can wear whatever I want"
"Brooke you're going to march back into your room right now and change."
"No"
Just as Bianca was marching over to her to drag her into her room there was a knock on the door. They were here.
"Just a minute….Brooke change now."
"No, you wanted me to go on this date I'm going, you never said anything about what I had to wear…lets just go we wouldn't want to keep our dates waiting" Brooke said with a sly smirk. It was going to be a very interesting evening.
Bianca opened the door. Allister and Trey walked in. Allister hugged and kissed Bianca and gave her a bouquet of flowers. Brooke just stood there. A nervous Trey approached her.
"Uh so you must be Brooke, I'm Trey, it's nice to finally meet you, these are for you." Trey said handing Brooke a bouquet of flowers.
"I hate flowers."
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know."
"That's because you don't know anything about but here we are going to waste a perfectly good evening."
"Well I would like to get to know you better."
"Wish I could say the same."
"You'll have to excuse my friend Brooke she's pmsing tonight" Bianca interjected while shooting Brooke a threatening stare.
"Shall we" Allister said
Allister held Bianca's hand as the walked down the stairs to the parking lot. Trey was so uncomfortable with Brooke that he just walked silently behind Allister with his flowers still in hand while Brooke lagged behind. Allister opened the door for Bianca to get in the front seat. Trey did the same for Brooke.
"I have hands you know, I can get my own door."
"Oh sorry"
Brooke went around to the other side of the car and opened the door and got inside leaving Trey standing outside the car feeling like a fool. He could see that she was a pretty girl but he was getting turned off by her choice of attire and her attitude. The car ride in the back seat was silent. Bianca and Allister were chatting up a storm. Trey was so nervous and so unsure of what to say to Brooke without receiving a snide remark that he just stared out of his window hoping she would cool down before they got to the restaurant.
They were now sitting in Paolo Robini an Italian restaurant. The waiter had brought them their menus and some water. Allister kicked Trey under the table. He knew Brooke was being rude but he felt that Trey should still attempt to converse with her to make the evening less tense. Trey finally mustered up some courage.
"So Brooke what do you do?"
"Hmm let's see you picked me up from off campus living quarters. Maybe I'm a student. Not the brightest bulb are you."
Trey was too nice a guy to respond to Brooke's rudeness.
"Oh right. Well I'm a mechanic."
"Oh well that must be pretty rewarding work, getting grease on your overalls for a living. I wouldn't come out to too many restaurants like this if I was mechanic. Should I pass around a collection for your bill."
"Brooke!" Bianca said firmly but quietly, she didn't want to cause a scene.
"Trey I'm sorry Brooke is really a nice person she just has on her extra bitchy mask tonight."
"Bianca its ok. I'll continue to be the gentleman that I am regardless of what Brooke says to me."
Thirty minutes later they were all eating their respective meals. Brooke had ordered three pieces of lasagna, she was doing anything she could to turn Trey off. Bianca was picking at the salad in her plate. Allister had to beg her to order some food until she finally complied. It was after eight and she hated eating after eight. The last time she ate after eight she started telling Rachel to call Sea World to pick her up because she felt like a blubbery whale.
"So Brooke tell me about your parents"
"They're dead. Nuff said"
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that, it must be hard on you."
"Very hard."
"So um are you enjoying your meal."
"No I hate this restaurant."
"Well from the way you're eating I'd never be able to tell."
"I'm hungry and bored."
"That's a lovely ring you're wearing." Trey said touching her hand casually.
"Don't touch me. I don't believe in any physical contact what so ever with the opposite sex until marriage. I'm very very religious."
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know. What religion are you?"'
"You won't know it. We're a very small group."
"Ok whatever you say."
When they were finished eating the waiter brought the two bills to the table. Allister gave his credit card to the waiter to pay for his and Bianca's meal. Trey took out his credit card to pay for his and Brooke's meal.
"No no no I can pay for my own meal thank you. I know how much you must have saved up for this evening but I have my own money and I don't any man buying dinner for me."
"Whatever you want Brooke suit yourself."
Brooke handed the waiter her card. If looks could kill Brooke would be dead right now. Bianca was giving her the most lethal stares from across the table. Brooke usually acted so classy when she went out to restaurants but tonight her behaviour was deplorable. Lying about her parents being dead and insulting Trey's work. What the hell was wrong with her? I didn't matter, she had no right to treat Trey that way. Trey was such a sweetheart. He endured Brooke's rudeness for the evening without ever retaliating. Why did Brooke always have to be so mean to guys? First poor Lucas the other night and now Trey. Brooke was in for it. When they got back to the apartment Bianca was going to give her a piece of her mind.
The two couples were now on there way to Tsunami one of the most popular clubs in town. Trey and Brooke sat silently in the back seat.
"Close your eyes." Brooke commanded.
"Why?"
"Because I said so, so do it."
"Fine."
Trey did as he was told. Allister was concentrating on the road, so Brooke took off her top, scarf and skirt. She had on a hot pair of black leather pants underneath and she took out her black and pink lacy corset top from her purse. There was no way she was going to be seen at a club in such a dreadful outfit. Her breasts were bubbling out of the top. She touched up her make up, put on her jewellry and sprayed on some perfume.
"You smell really good, can I open my eyes now."
"Yeah whatever."
"You look really really hot…I mean nice. You look really nice."
"Yeah I know."
Allister parked his car and they all got out.
"Well folks I had a horrible dinner so I plan to have great time tonight. Bianca, Allister, Trey I'll see you guys around. Don't worry I'll find my own ride home."
Brooke walked off in her stilettos swaying her hips. Her pants hugged every inch of her ass tightly. Trey was kind of sad to see her go. He was now the third wheel. She went straight to the bar and ordered herself two screaming orgasms.
Lucas was on the second level drinking with Nathan, Tim and Jake.
"So Nate have you talked to Haley lately?"
"She called me the other night. Said she wanted to talk."
"What'd you say?"
"I said ok. I'm meeting her tomorrow. I think we're just going to hang out at the apartment. It's going to be weird. I'm supposed to be the closest person to her in the world and feel like we're meeting for the first time. I'm willing to give Haley all the time she needs. It's just this Chris person that bothers me. You talk to her right Lucas tell me do you think she likes him?"
This was it. This was his chance to stir up some trouble in subtle way to lead Nathan and Haley straight to divorce.
"I'll be honest with you Nate because you're my brother. I think it's possible that Haley could have feelings for him. I mean they're alone every night in that studio. He's a guy she's a girl. Girls really seem to like Chris. When he played at Tric the other night the girls were going crazy."
"You serious you really think she likes him. I mean did she tell you that? Don't lie to me Lucas."
"Yes, but Nate you can't tell her I told you that. Promise me. She told me this in confidence. Don't be mad at her."
Lucas was lying. He didn't know what else to do. Dan was ruthless when he didn't get what he wanted, so he to be that way as well to save himself.
"Great I'm going to kill this guy. She's going to leave me I know it. All we do is fight and I can't even provide for her. And this guy plays the guitar and sings and is really deep. How am I supposed to compete with that? He's got more in common with Haley than I do."
"Nate there is more to a relationship than having things in common. Stop sitting here feeling sorry for yourself. Have a couple drinks, have some fun, you'll talk to Haley tomorrow. Come on lets not let women upset our evening. Nothings going to get to me tonight."
"Oh yeah?" Time interjected.
"What"
"Isn't that Peyton your girlfriend down there grinding with some other guy on the dance floor?"
"Where!"
Lucas looked over the balcony for Peyton. There she was in a short skirt dancing with some guy. His hands were slithering up her thigh and she was just letting him. Lucas wasn't even jealous. He really didn't care that much if other men touched her. It was a matter pf respect and pride. He was Lucas Scott star basketball player he could not have his girlfriend cheating on him in front of the entire school body. If anyone had to do the cheating it would be him. He couldn't be the laughing stock of the changing room. He marched downstairs. He took deep breaths as he walked trying to calm himself. He didn't want to do something he'd regret. He grabbed Peyton by her arm and dragged her into the men's room.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? You are my girlfriend."
"Oh my God Lucas. I'm so sorry I didn't know you were here."
"So this what you do when I'm not around. What was that guys hands doing on your thigh?"
"Nothing I swear. I just had a couple drinks. Lucas I'm so sorry it won't happen again. I wouldn't cheat on you. I swear, please don't be mad I'll make it up to you."
"Whatever, how?"
She brushed her hand against his crotch and licked her lips. He moved her hand off.
"Not now. I'm not in the mood."
"Fine"
"You're wasted why don't I call a cab for you."
"No it's ok, I have a ride."
"With who?
"Haley"
"Haley doesn't have a car, so who's driving?"
"Nobody…I mean we're taking a cab together later."
"Peyton I'm already upset with you, so stop lying. This is last time I'm asking. Who's driving you and Haley home?"
"Chris"
"Chris!"
"She'll kill me if I told you that. Don't say anything Lucas."
"Well where are they? How come I don't see them?"
"Haley didn't think it'd be appropriate to dance with him they're just hanging out on one of the couches next to the bar."
This was better than good. All he had to do was get Nathan and the guys downstairs and he'd be sure to see Haley. This was almost too easy. Or maybe he could play the noble honest brother card and tell Nathan that it pains him so much to confess that he saw his wife and Chris together.
"I'll see you around." Lucas said as he walked out of the bathroom.
He went back upstairs to meet the guys.
"Why don't we get some more drinks from downstairs?"
"Cool. What happened with you Peyton?"
"Nothing really. She won't be acting like that anymore."
"That's right Luke, you gotta let these bitches know whos in charge."
"Whatever Tim"
Lucas knew Tim could never keep his mouth shut when he saw something and he wasn't the most discrete person. All he had to was make sure Tim saw Haley and Chris and he wouldn't have to say anything. No one would ever suspect him. He had to be quick though the bartender was almost done with their drinks. He coughed repeatedly on Tim in hopes that he would turn in the next direction. Tim turned his head. Mission accomplished. Anyone looking in the opposite direction couldn't miss Haley and Chris.
"Holy Shit! This has to be catch your bitch cheating night. Nathan isn't that Haley over there with some guy."
"Where?"
Nathan's heart sank when he saw the sight before him. Haley was in a club with Chris. She wasn't actually doing anything wrong. But seeing her with Crhis hanging out made him insane with jealousy, especially since they hadn't hung out like that in ages. He had two choices march over there and pull Haley away from him or walk away and give Haley enough rope to hang herself. He could find out once and for all what she was really up to with this Chris person when he wasn't around.
