Chapter 40! YAY! I like this one
Ok… so this chapter is a little different than my other ones. Lucas is away in Cleveland for a few of his play off games and Brooke's home with the kids. This WHOLE chapter is about Brooke and what she is doing while Lucas is away. Then Chapter 41 will be the same time frame… only we'll get to see what Lucas was doing in Cleveland while Brooke was home with the kids. Best part about this chapter? Bevin's in it! It also starts off where it ends… if you don't understand you will once you read the whole chapter… so don't think you've missed something just because you don't understand the beginning.
Brooke laid on the couch with Allie, Chloë, Rylan and Bevin… just staring around her at the mess. How had she let this place get like this? How had she let any of this happen…Her house looked this bad and she still had 5 days until Lucas came home…at this rate she might not have any children left… She had to admit though, it had been a blast. Even with the crazy women coming to yell at her about her parenting skills, and Tim's posse destroying her house. If she could handle that, she could handle anything that happened in the next couple days.
"So…how many more of these brownies should we eat before we pop?" Bevin asked glaring at the huge pan of brownies then looking over at Brooke who was holding Rylan and doing the same thing.
"God… don't say the word brownie ever again… cake sounds good"
"No, I saw Tim in the pantry. I think he was peeing in your cake mix…"
"Ew!" Brooke giggled throwing her brownie at Bevin. It wasn't like the place could get any messier. Even Allie and Chloë were covered in Chocolate and god only knew what else. Poor Rylan was the only descent looking one, and that was because Brooke hadn't put him down all night.
"Definitely funner than any other party we had in high school"
"Definitely, then why do I feel so guilty?"
48 hours earlier
Brooke helped Lucas throw the rest of his crap into the back of Mike's car. She couldn't understand why he was riding with him to the airport in the first place. Especially since he had his skank posse with him and would probably run them off the road, while he tried to have a 3-some and drive at the same time. But she wasn't going to say anything. This was supposed to be fun… and if riding with Mike was fun for Lucas, then she wasn't going to say anything.
"Ok… You're sure you can't come?" Lucas asked wrapping his arms around her hips and kissing her. Why did he have to ask her that? She wanted to go with him so bad. She hated the thought of all those bitch whore cheerleaders hanging all over him, flirting and throwing themselves at him. That was her job!
"Luke… and drag 3 children that far? It would take the fun out of it for both of us"
"How is spending a week without you supposed to be fun?"
"Ditto…We'll be ok… you can go to bars, drink… party…be crazy and not have to worry about kids… ok better idea, you stay here and I'll go play basketball" Brooke giggled putting her forehead against his. Poor guys was going to be so lost. She loved Lucas Scott dearly, but she wasn't sure he had ever been to a bar or party without her.
"Come on you 2! A couple more minutes like that and your going to have another one to take care of"
"Slap him for me when you get in the car"
"Will do…" Lucas laughed giving her one last kiss before letting go.
"Have fun! Don't worry about us… Love you!"
"Love you too… call"
Call Brooke thought to herself… calling Lucas was fun. Calling Bevin was funner. She hadn't seen her in forever! Mostly because Bevin was the only one of Brooke's close friends who wasn't married with kids. She had somehow managed to escape the Tree Hill curse and was living life exactly like she had in high school. But Brooke really missed Bevin, and the girls LOVED her, and Bevin hadn't even seen Rylan yet. So what better time to call Bevin for a sleepoverish thing.
"Hey ho" Brooke said once Bevin answered.
"Whore! Is that you?"
"Of course!"
"Oh My God! I haven't talked to you in like… a long time!" Bevin shrieked into Brooke's ear. It was so good to hear her voice! And good to know that Brooke wasn't the only one who got excited on the phone. Peyton and Haley were always so boring and dull on the phone…
"I know! So here's the deal… my husband dearest is out of town for the week… and I'm home alone with"
"Home alone? Like in high school! We can throw a killer party!"
"Let me finish… home alone with 3 kids…" Brooke laughed looking over at Allie and Chloë who were hanging upside down from the couch.
"Like I said! Killer party!"
"Tea party maybe"
"Can we spike the tea?" Bevin asked hopefully. All that Brooke could think was it was a good thing she and Bevin had never babysat when they were teenagers like Peyton and Haley had. Brooke was lucky her own kids were so… normal as it was.
"We can spike our tea…"
"Brooke Davis…Scott! I'm so there!"
"YAY! This is going to be fabulous! We haven't done this in forever!" Brooke shrieked. She was really really excited! They could spend the week talking about normal things… like guys and the mall and clothes! Of course her babies were there, but that was ok…they were well enough behaved. It was always Haley, Peyton, and Erica's kids who got on her nerves.
"Isn't Lucas going to be pissed?"
"Why would he be pissed?"
"You… drinking" Bevin said in a duh tone.
"No one says I have to drink, and besides… even if I did for some reason, I'm in the clear. They had to put Rylan on this special formula and so as much as that sucks… they didn't have a choice, poor little guy can't hold his milk. Anyway… like I said I'm in the clear… but"
"But?"
"Being in the clear doesn't mean I'll drink… We do have 3 kids to watch, so we can't be but so crazy" Brooke sighed. Who was she kidding… she was going to be a nervous wreck. She had just now gotten to the point where she didn't jump at Rylan's every move and worry every second. This week she just had to take it hour by hour and hope that everything would go ok
"We could always just lock the kids in a bedroom"
"Bevin! They're not dogs!"
"Isn't that what your parents used to do to you?" Bevin asked like it was ok to actually lock children in a bedroom.
"Exactly!"
"I'm kidding… Brooke! I can be calm"
"You're sure?" Brooke asked. She was willing to give Bevin the benefit of the doubt. After all she was 25… she had to have matured some… right?
"Sure… sure… ok I'll go shopping for the stuff and be over in a few hours! This is going to be so fabulous!"
"Stuff? Bevin… What stuff? Hello? Oh well…"
After hanging up with Bevin Brooke decided to at least try and get the girls and Rylan going. After she put Rylan down for a nap she played dress-up with the girls and a very soapy version of Barbies. After they got tired of that, they just jumped on the bed until Rylan finally had to be fed. That's when the trouble started. As it turns out… Rylan sleeping while Brooke played with the girls… not a bad thing. But the girls alone while Brooke played with and red Rylan. Bad thing…
"Chloë! Baby! Get off the counter! What are you doing?" Brooke shrieked walking into the kitchen to find Chloë standing on the counter. Talk about your worst nightmare.
"Getting cookies"
"Come here… you're going to break your neck, here. Where's your sister?"
"Cooking da pepsi" Chloë giggled pointing to Allie on the other side of the kitchen. Sitting on the counter in front of what looked like a disaster zone.
"What? Allie!" Brooke sighed pulling a very sticky Allie off the counter.
"Hi Mommy!"
"Hi Allie…"
"It plodded" Allie whispered pointing to the out of commission microwave. This right here was enough to bring tears to Brooke's eyes. How was she going to do this for a whole week? They were going to kill themselves…
"It exploded? I see that…lets not cook pepsi anymore"
"Can I cook spite?"
"Lets not cook anything… What else have you 2 done while I was feeding your brother?" Brooke asked trying to stay as calm as possible. Her entire kitchen smelled like burnt plastic. Thank god Allie hadn't tried to cook cans.
"I talk to da phone" Chloë giggled pointing to the kitchen phone which was laying off the hook.
"Hello?"
"Brooke?"
"Karen… hey" Brooke said trying to sound as normal as possible. She hoped Karen hadn't just heard everything that went on… but she was sure she had.
"Everything ok?"
"Yea… everything's fine…"
"You're sure?" Karen asked pissing Brooke off. Couldn't she just believe her and leave it at that? Of course not…
"Yes! Karen, I can take care of my own kids. In fact things are so fine I was thinking of inviting over some of the kids from the neighborhood and their parents so the girls could play with other kids their age"
"I think that's a great idea… well look if you need anything just call ok? Our flight gets into Cleveland at 6:00"
"Great… tell Lucas good luck for us, bye" Brooke said hanging up quickly before she got into some long drawn out conversation with her.
"Mommy look!" Allie giggled pointing to Bubbles who was totally covered in Chocolate syrup, which had fallen while Chloë had been pulling stuff down looking for cookies.
"Chloë…"
"Whore? Whorette's… I'm here!" Bevin yelled from the doorway
"Bevin!" Both girls shrieked running towards the door. Tracking Chocolate syrup everywhere.
"Come here and kiss my face!"
"Thank god… I thought I was going to go crazy"
"So all the stuff is in the car, and I invited a few people over" Bevin smiled hugging Brooke. That didn't sound good. A few people for Bevin was like 100! What had Brooke been thinking… she couldn't handle 3 kids and Bevin!
"Bevin… how many is a few people?"
"Wow! Brooke look at him! He's going to be a hottie when he grows up!"
"Bevin! How many is a few" Brooke asked again trying not to freak out. Why hadn't she just gone with Lucas…
"Calm down Brooke… Just Theresa, and Charlotte! I figured we haven't seen them in a while… why not? Don't be Haley! Besides… from the looks of things… your going to need all the help you can get"
"Tell me about it…"
5 hours later
Brooke wasn't really sure how it had happened. For once Bevin had actually kept her word… and only invited Theresa and Charlotte over. So they spent a few hours talking and laughing about old times… Only they had both forgotten 1 little thing. Charlotte and Tim were doing the whole Friends with benefits thing, and so in a matter of 2 hours. The place was a full-blown keg party thanks to Tim.
"Brooke! I'm so sorry!" Bevin yelled over the noise. Brooke actually felt bad for her… she was trying so hard to get people out and show Brooke it wasn't her fault.
"Its not your fault… well technically it kind of is! Bevin!"
"I didn't think she would tell Tim!"
"Lucas is going to kill me!" Brooke yelled over the noise. Hopefully he wouldn't call… with her luck some guy would answer the phone.
"Don't worry… Brooke! Just have fun… Stop acting like Haley"
"Like Haley! Bevin! There is a keg party going on in my house! My house where I have lost my 2 year olds!"
"You still have Rylan" Bevin said pointing to the baby in Brooke's arms. Thank god for that… she hadn't put him down all night for fear something might happen to him with all these crazy people here.
"Yea! Only because I haven't put him down! There you girls are… DON'T leave mommy's side"
"I got a bawoon!" Chloë Shrieked
"Honey… that's not balloon, that's a condom"
"I gots some too!"
"Wow… a whole box of flavored condoms… what the hell. What color do you want?" Brooke asked giving up. The girls might as well have some fun… maybe the scar that this party was going to leave on them would be slightly smaller.
"Pink!"
"Wellow!"
"Its never too early to teach you guys about birth control I guess. Don't have sex until your 40 ok? Not in the shower, not in the bed, or a car or a closet or the pool or anywhere else. DON'T be like mommy and daddy" Brooke whispered kissing both the girls on the cheek and handing them their blown up condoms.
"Brooke… honey I know it might have been a while, but isn't there supposed to be a penis in that thing?" Charlotte asked walking by with Tim.
"BROOKE! COME DO SHOTS!"
"GO TO HELL Tim! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
"Face it Brooke… you're the hottest milf ever! Lucas would never know…" Tim grinned winking at Brooke. This was so gross.
"LEAVE BEFORE I HURT YOU"
"I'm going to go try and clear some people out?"
"Thanks Bevin" Brooke sighed shaking her head. This was even worse than the bash for Brooke Felix had thrown.
"Who the hell rings the doorbell at a party?"
"Probably the police… coming to take my children away… come on girls" Brooke yelled taking the girls hands as she headed towards the door
"I Broke The Lamp" Someone yelled just as she opened the door.
"Great"
"Brooke…" Luckily… not the police. But Brooke wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. At least the police might get the crazy's out of her house. But no… it was Marsha… she was a senior when Brooke and Lucas were freshman's… and now she was possibly the most stuck up woman in Tree Hill. Always giving Brooke had looks from her yard while she was gardening, and Brooke was well… watching her gardener garden.
"Marsha… Hi"
"Look! We goted condaloons!" Allie shrieked excitedly showing Marsha her pink blown up condom. Brooke couldn't help but laugh… little tiny Allie and that condom, which blown up was almost as big as her.
"Mommy gaved them to us"
"Are those…" Marsha started but Brooke broke in
"Inflated rubbers?"
"Yea?"
"Of course not… you heard her, they're condaloons" Brooke laughed. It did give her some satisfaction seeing the look on Marsha's face.
"BROOKE! COME ON! POOL! POOL! POOL! I WANNA SEE YOUR BOOBS BROOKE! IT'S LIKE THE PARTY OF 2005 ALL OVER AGAIN! ONLY WITHOUT LUCAS PUNCHING ME OUT! LETS HAVE SEX IN THE POOL!"
"GO SCREW YOURSELF TIM!" Brooke yelled back as loud as she could over the people
"What is going on here!"
"No sex in da pool" Chloë recited
"Woah man… only MILF's aloud, like Brooke here… I'd totally do that hott body…meow"
"TIM!"
"Karen called me, said that you were having a play date for the girls" Marsha said quietly. She looked like a deer in headlights, making her a total hypocrite. In high school she had been at every party that was ever had!
"Right…"
"You know Brooke, we were all nervous about you moving back into this community. But Karen assured us you weren't like your parents. That you loved your children, that you weren't like you were when you were a teenager."
"Did she…" Brooke sighed. Here it was…
"You see here… we teach our children morals, respect, right from wrong! We give them a loving stable environment…shield them from the bad! Because we care enough about them to do this! Maybe if you don't care enough about them to do all of this… maybe you shouldn't have them!"
"You bitch whore! First of all! I love my children more than you will EVER know, I would do anything for them in this world and I am NOT my mother. Second of all! You teach your children morals? Respect? Right from wrong? REALLY? Wow… A loving stable environment? Shield them from the bad? You are raising them to basically worship the man you abandoned my husband! Morals? How would your boys feel if I told them that their mother was the biggest slut in high school and had every STD in the book! And that man they call uncle Henry? That's the man their mommy is having an affair with! So its RIGHT to lie to your family… to live that perfect little fake life you try and pull off just because you're too scared to live the life you want? Because you're too embarrassed and scared that other people might judge you! Lucas and I may not raise our children the way YOU think is right. But we aren't lying to them about how we feel about each other or them! While you're too busy shielding your kids from the bad, we're teaching ours to take the bad as it comes… so in 15 years when your kids are all sleeping around and following in your footsteps… my kids wont be, because we never lied to them about any of it! So next time you want to judge someone… go look in the mirror, now if you'll excuse me I have to go finish blowing up Condaloons for my girls, feed my son and stop Tim from throwing up in my pool!" Brooke smiled shutting the door in Marsha's face. That was definitely the best she had felt all night.
"Whats bich ore?"
"Its worse than a slut puppy… but not as bad as a crack rabbit"
"Ohwa" Allie laughed, acting like she actually knew what Brooke was talking about.
"Come here… give me hugs"
"Why?"
"Because you don't know how thankful I am that you 2 have made it through this night so far alive…" Brooke sighed kissing both her girls and Rylan
"Brooke! Ok… so Charlotte and Tim!" Bevin shrieked
"Bevin calm down"
"They're"
"They're what" Brooke asked scared to hear the answer…
"Having sex in the bath tub"
"Nowa!" Chloë shrieked
"That's bad!" Allie whispered
"Very bad…ok hold on, Bevin… Take Rylan, and hold the girls hands so they cant leave your sight"
"Ok"
"Ok Everyone! Party's over!" Brooke yelled standing up on the coffee table.
"Brooke Davis! Ending a perfectly good party?"
"Never thought I'd see the day!" Some guy yelled Brooke had never seen before.
"See that's the thing… I'm not Brooke Davis anymore… I'm Brooke Scott and I'd really like to stay that way! So everyone go party at Tim's or something"
"BOO! BOO! I say we burn down the house! BOO! BOO!"
"Tim!"
"Sorry" Tim whispered meekly. He was such an idiot…
"Wow… that was crazy! Brooke!"
"At some point you have to choose… and as much as that sucks because you know I love a good party. I'm going to choose them every time. Besides… we can have our own party, I know that sounds very Haleyish of me but"
"No Brooke… its not. I thought just because you were married and had kids now you'd turned all Haleyish on me… but Haley would have never been able to do what you did! You blew everyone out! Haley would have just watched as all that bad stuff happened… You're still the same Brooke you always were… you know who you are, what you want and how you want it! And you don't let anything mess with that…" Bevin smiled hugging Brooke. It would have been the perfect Hallmark moment if people weren't still knocking things over and yelling.
"When did you get so smart Bev!"
"I guess it had to happen at some point right?"
"Now what…" Brooke sighed looking at the mess. At least her little speech had worked and most everyone was clearing out.
"Cleaning party?"
"I love how we still have that whole ESPN thing…but no… see, other things have changed from high school too. Now… I have a cleaning lady"
12 hours later
Brooke laid on the couch with Allie, Chloë, Rylan and Bevin… just staring around her at the mess. How had she let this place get like this? How had she let any of this happen…Her house looked this bad and she still had 5 days until Lucas came home…at this rate she might not have any children left… She had to admit though, it had been a blast. Even with the crazy women coming to yell at her about her parenting skills, and Tim's posse destroying her house. If she could handle that, she could handle anything that happened in the next couple days.
"So…how many more of these brownies should we eat before we pop?" Bevin asked glaring at the huge pan of brownies then looking over at Brooke who was holding Rylan and doing the same thing.
"God… don't say the word brownie ever again… cake sounds good"
"No, I saw Tim in the pantry. I think he was peeing in your cake mix…"
"Ew!" Brooke giggled throwing her brownie at Bevin. It wasn't like the place could get any messier. Even Allie and Chloë were covered in Chocolate and god only knew what else. Poor Rylan was the only descent looking one, and that was because Brooke hadn't put him down all night.
"Definitely funner than any other party we had in high school"
"Definitely, then why do I feel so guilty?" Brooke asked feeling the knott in her stomach.
"Because Lucas is going to have a stroke when the girls show them their room with all the condaloons laying around, but hey! We still have 5 days before Lucas gets home…"
"Bevin…"
"Tea Party…"