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Chapter 17
Queen Brooke
Brooke was lying on her bed staring up at the ceiling. She was literally dying of boredom. Five minutes earlier she was pacing through the apartment in a desperate attempt to find something that would grab her attention. Something she could use to help her escape, something to satisfy her, something to help her forget about her current pathetic lonely existence. She was actually looking forward to the company of her spermy E-commerce partner. She detested him but he would be the only amiable human contact she would have for the week. She felt so isolated; it was reminiscent of the way she felt at Silvercrest University where she morphed into an aloof, antisocial android. Other than the occasional "get out my way" Bianca and Rachel's friendship still had not been restored to its usual loquacious nature. Two strong minded stubborn people will always find difficulty with conflict resolution. Bianca felt that Brooke's rudeness toward Trey was uncalled for and that Brooke should call him and apologize. Brooke felt that the way she treated Trey was not that bad and that how she treated another person should not interfere with her relationship with her best friend. Brooke was angrier with Rachel than she was with Bianca. To Brooke at least Bianca had a semi-legitimate reason to be perturbed with her, but Rachel on the other hand was just jumping on the Brooke-is-rude bandwagon, which in Brooke's eyes was worse. Since their Saturday morning dispute the pair had been acting like party hungry conjoined twins. Tonight they were at it again. Every night they would find somewhere to go and the nights they didn't, they found activities they could do right in front of Brooke to make her feel left out. Bianca would cook dinner and lay it out on the dinning table with candles and two plates. One night Brooke got excited when she saw three plates on the dinning table, but she was let down when she saw Allister sitting in the spot she should be sitting in. On nights she was too tired to go out for dinner she ordered in or ate nothing at all. Brooke hated to admit that she was lonely, so rather than reaching out to Bianca she convinced herself that she didn't need them or anyone else in her life to make herself feel happier. Again she was lying to herself. As much as people can enjoy just being in their own company, a life without friendship, family or love is a half life or no life at all. The one constant in Brooke's life was gone and without her dynamic duo she had no one. That's life. Friendships come, friendships go. Who needed them anyway?
She picked up her cell phone from her purse and searched through her very short phonebook for Lucas Scott's phone number. He had completed section two all by himself much to Brooke's delight and they were now on to section three. He was due at her apartment in fifteen minutes. As she stared at the blue highlight illuminating his stupid name on her cell phone she remembered herself sitting on his toilet begging him for toilet paper. She also remembered him smelling her underwear and threatening to destroy her urn. He had agreed to treat her well, and he had done so thus far but tonight was revenge night. Why should she be the only one suffering? She was a hungry, friendless, sexless, horny bitch right at that moment and misery loved nothing better than company. She pressed the dial button and waited tell she heard his annoying voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hi Brooke, don't worry I wont be late this time, I'm just getting in my car right now."
"Whatever, I have some things you need bring with you when you're coming."
"OK sure, what do you need?"
"I hope you have a pen and paper nearby because I'm only saying this once and you better have all this shit when you get here. So here it is I want a mini pizza from Pizza Hut with bacon and pineapples, a Big Mac and fries from Mc Donald's, an 18 ounce tub of strawberry Haagen Daz ice cream, a bottle of water, a box of Cheerios…"
"Wait wait Brooke slow down. Just go that over for me. You're going to fast."
"I'm not going that over and you better get all that stuff right and I need some feminine products too."
"Brooke you're pushing it, I barely got all the stuff you said before and you can buy your own damn girl stuff. You don't really want all this stuff you're just doing it to get back at me."
"If I really wanted to get back at you you would be at the police station being cross questioned for sexual assault right now. Don't forget that's still a possibility. So I need the 24 pack of Always Nighttime Extra Heavy Flow with wings, Tylenol Menstrual, Playtex Heat Therapy Menstrual Cramp Relief Heat Patch and a bottle of KY Warming lubricant. Bye"
Brooke didn't need any of the aforementioned feminine products and she was going to pay Lucas pack for buying them for her. She was wasting money actually. She didn't have her period and KY Warming lubricant was nothing but a paper weight for a virgin girl. But it made her feel better think of how awkward it would be for him to buy all those items. Who cares if she didn't need them? It's not like she couldn't afford to throw away fifty dollars in products she didn't need. That was what money was for anyway, to make people feel better.
It was almost 8:30 and Brooke was starving. What was taking Lucas so damn long? She sat down on her computer desk and played Hearts while she waited. She tried to engross herself in her game of cards with her counterfeit virtual play mates Ben, Michele and Lisa but she couldn't. Her game was being thwarted by the opaque reflection of herself on the computer screen. That dark shadowy image of herself made her feel disgraceful. Here sat beautiful Brooke Davis atrophying her youth. She could be doing anything she wanted right now but she chose to stay at home by herself to pretend that she was not wallowing in self pity. Over the first few weeks of school there had been so many mixers designed to unite the Hartford students and to encourage social interaction but Brooke refused to attend. The Hartford campus was gorgeous and not once had she taken any pictures. Photography was supposedly one of her favourite past times and she was yet to take a single shot on her camera. That shadowy reflection reminded her that she was a horny twenty one year old virgin with no friends, no boyfriend, no sex and no life at all.
There was a knock on the door. At last dinner time she thought. She just opened the door and went back into the room not even looking to make sure that visitor was in fact Lucas. She knew it was him. Lucas looked like a last minute shopper on Christmas Eve. Several grocery bags adorned both of his muscular arms and he could barely hold on to the large pizza box in his hand. He placed all the bags and the pizza box on the counter and walked uneasily toward Brooke's bedroom door.
"Brooke?"
"Go into the bathroom and wash your hands!"
"Why?"
"Don't question me just do it."
Lucas obeyed Brooke's commands. As he washed his hands in the bathroom he saw Brooke's body whiz by. He dried his hands on the bathroom towel and met Brooke in the kitchen rummaging through the assemblage of bags grunting in displeasure.
"Uh Brooke I'm sorry I didn't get everything. You were talking so fast. Especially those feminine products I didn't recognize any of them when you called them out so quickly..well actually I got one the KY that's the only one I knew."
"Why does that not surprise me."
"But all your food is there."
"Why is there a large pizza box here? I asked for a mini."
"Yeah I know. You're not the only hungry one. I figured we could share."
"Share? I don't want to share anything with you. You can have it I don't want it anymore."
"Brooke it's just a pizza and we are partners. We spend a lot of time together. What's a pizza between two.."
"Friends? I know you weren't going to say that because we are anything but. How much did all this cost?'
"I really don't remember."
Brooke took out a fifty dollar bill from her pocket and put it on the counter.
"That should cover it."
"Brooke you don't have pay me back."
Brooke just ignored him and stuck her money down into his jeans pocket. She grabbed her Mc Donald's bag placed it on the coffee table in the living room and lay back on the couch.
"Lucas come over here."
Lucas took his pizza box over to the living room, while Brooke turned on the television.
"Sit on the coffee table."
Lucas pushed her food aside and sat on the coffee table hovering right over her.
"Feed me"
"What!"
"Feed me my fries. I'm hungry so do it."
"What do I look like your slave?"
"That's right you are my slave. Now feed me my fries."
Lucas gritted his teeth; he could feel his anger intensifying with each servantile command Brooke barked at him. She had no idea who she was dealing with. In one quick movement her ass could be dangling from the balcony begging for mercy. But he didn't want to be that person. He was determined to end his seemingly perpetual callous behaviour. If he retaliated right now Brooke would be in tears and later he would go into self-vilification mode. He didn't want either of those things so he decided to play her little game. Maybe if he just played along and she got her revenge she would get over her anger with him and they could move on.
"Fine"
"Don't you use that tone with me. When I tell you to do something you bow before me and say "your wish is my command Queen Brooke. I'm always happy to serve you""
"What? Brooke that's insane."
"It wasn't insane when you made me beg for toilet paper."
"Brooke you know… I know we got off to a bad start but I really want to get along with you so can you just cut the crap."
"Lucas everything does not have to be on your terms. Since when do you care about us getting along. So you were trying to get along with me when you threatened me."
"I apologized for that can we please move on."
"Oh so Lucas wants to move on so who cares what I want."
"I care. I'm sorry. What do you want?
"I want you to feed me my damn fries before I get spiteful and tell Hargrove about you."
Lucas sat like a fool for twenty minutes feeding Brooke her fries. Brooke tried to hide it but she was getting turned on by him sitting so close to her. She could smell his cologne and he was so gentle. The fries were no longer just fries they were golden brown sticks of utter delight. French fries never tasted so good. Nothing turned her on more than the thought of being with a gentle lover.
"Did you do section three?"
"Yeah I did."
Lucas discussed all the ideas he had for the third section of their project. He was such an excellent student. He was always prepared. His preparedness this time made her feel ashamed because she had contributed nothing to any of the three sections thus far. When he was done they sat in silence.
"So uh Queen Brooke can I ask you a question?"
"What happened to you last week Friday? You looked terrible. Why were you out that late by yourself outside the club?"
"That is none of your business. But since I'm in charge, you can tell me what happened to you. You didn't look so hot either."
"Some guys beat me up."
"Serves you right. Why?"
"Just stupid guy fight. You know how guys are."
Just then the door opened and the room was filled with the half drunken giggles of Bianca, Rachel, Allister and some other guy Brooke did not know. When the girls saw Lucas they ran up to him.
"Rach look its Lucas."
"L-U-C-A-S"
Rachel had broken into a cheerleading chant of Lucas' name.
"Hi Bianca, hi Rachel where'd you guys just come from?"
"Charity football game the school had. It was T-O-N-S of fun."
"I'm sure it was. Brooke, why didn't you go with them? We could have rescheduled if you wanted to go.
The room fell silent. Brooke didn't know what to say. Should she lie and pretend that she had been invited and look like a fool in front of Bianca and Rachel?
"Lucas if you want you can heat up your pizza in the microwave."
Lucas looked at her quizzically but did as he was told.
"You guys better hurry up and get changed." Allister said
"You two are going back out?" Lucas asked from the kitchen.
"Yep that movie club is having another one of their movie marathons. I heard some people from class talking about it. They put the projector against the wall of the administrative building to make this huge screen and they set up speakers on stands and everyone brings fold out chairs or blow up beds or mats and they watch movies under the stars all night. They sell bar-b-cue, beer and other drinks all night to raise funds for the club. It's supposed to be really good." Rachel explained before she and Bianca scurried off to their rooms.
That did sound like fun. It was something the three of them would have a ball doing together. Brooke was feeling so left out. Maybe she should just apologize. The people you love know all your little quirks; they know exactly what buttons to press to get under your skin. Bianca and Rachel were pressing those buttons like they were going out of style. They knew how much Brooke enjoyed their friendship and they were using that to their advantage. Maybe she really did go overboard. They had never had a falling out like this before.
Brooke remained in the living room with the three guys.
"Oh where are my manners, Roger this is Brooke, Bianca and Rachel's room mate and this is uh…"
"Lucas"
"Right this is Lucas..Brooke's…"
"Project partner" Lucas confirmed.
Allister had only met Roger about two hours ago. He was one of the guys playing in the charity football game. Rachel had set her eyes on him while they were doing warm ups and had whispered to Bianca that she would be having him for dinner later. The girls came back out. They weren't dressed like they were going to be sitting in cold atmosphere for the evening. They probably just wanted to snuggle up with their partners under one jacket for the evening. What pathetic fucks? Who does that shit anyway? Snuggling up under the stars with some stupid guy watching stupid movies like The Notebook.
"Alright Brooke and Lucas we're off." Allister said.
"Ok"
Before they left the living room Bianca gave Brooke an evil stare.
"Rachel I am so glad we have dates who we can cuddle with all night long. It beats sitting at home alone."
Lucas just sat quietly eating his pizza on the couch. He knew something was up. When he heard the front door finally close he spoke up.
"So what was that about?"
"What was what about?'
"You know what I'm talking about"
"Not a clue"
"OK here's one, your friends giving you the cold shoulder, you not going with them to the game."
"Brooke?"
"Brooke?"
Brooke had zoned out. She was staring at him intently. Unbeknownst to him her stares were stares of desire. She was staring at him like he was a beef burger hot off the grill. She was horny as hell. She had been all night and every night lately. Bianca's little comment had gotten to her. She wanted to prove to them and to herself that she was not pathetic and she too could have the company of a man. But Lucas? Of all people. He was convenient; he was already in the apartment just sitting there looking yummy. He was attractive but half the time she didn't notice because she was too busy hating him. He was kinda sorta exactly what she wanted – a friend with benefits. Why risk falling in love, being intimate and then getting hurt when you could just get the intimacy minus the hurt?
She didn't need any emotional connection, he was a guy, she was a girl, they have needs and she "owned" him. Who cares if she hated him? You don't have to like your friend with benefits. She would show Bianca and Rachel who was pathetic. She was home but she wasn't alone.
"Strip"
"What?"
"Strip!"
"Brooke, what are you talking about? Do you want a strip of paper or something?"
"No dumbass, take off your clothes."
"You've got to be kidding"
"I'm not, just do it. Don't you want this?" Brooke said rubbing her thighs.
"Want what?" Lucas asked nervously
"This" Brooke said taking a step closer to him.
"Brooke you have no idea what you're getting yourself into."
"Yes I do, just take your clothes off. You have to do what I say remember. If you read the student handbook you'd know that there will have to be mediation if I report you. I don't know what the outcome will be but news travels fast, your name will be slandered all over campus Mr. Basketball star. Think any of the scouts will recruit a player who's under investigation. This is your future here. One word - Kobe Bryant, look what happened to him. It's been what… two years since he was accused, he wasn't found guilty but have you seen him endorsing any products lately. Nope. Don't forget Lucas I own you now. So I'm saying this for the last time. Take your clothes off."
