The Secret
Chapter 5: Since You've Been Gone
Here's the thing we started off friends
It was cool but it was all pretend
Yeah yeah
Since you've been gone
"How do I even know it's mine?"
He'd just called me a slut. He didn't actually say it , but he might as well have. His words had stung , a slap on the face. And for once, I didn't have a sharp remark to slap him back with.
And suddenly I didn't have to. I was saved by the phone. I picked up the familiar purple object , frowning at the unrecognizable number.
"Hello?" I barked into the phone, very much pissed off.
"Is this Brooke Davis?" No, it's her grandmother. What do you think , Genius?
"Yeah, this is her." Was I being rude? I didn't really care.
"This is Dr. Greene," He paused for a second, allowing me to silently curse at myself, "And your results are in. You're pregnant , Brooke. Now, I understand that you are underage, so If you wanted to come in and discuss your options, I could schedule anoth-" I cut him off before he could say another word.
"Thank you." My voice now wobbled , no longer bitchy or confident. I hung up, putting the phone into my backpack, before throwing it into my car.
I looked up at him for just a second , fire burning in my eyes. "Trust me, it's yours." With that , not looking back , I sped off. But not towards home, towards my best friend's house.
She was at the door in seconds. "Hey, Brooke." She smiled at me in a way that told me she probably wasn't alone.
"Hi," I looked at her for a good ten seconds. "Listen, is now a bad time, because I could just come back later.." I trailed off, looking down at my hands.
"No, no. Come in." She opened the door wider, to expose a very annoyed looking Nathan.
Jackass, no wonder my Bimbo ex-best friend dropped him.
This wasn't fair. I couldn't be cynical to Nathan because of my own mistakes.
I say hi to him softly, offering an apology with my eyes.
He doesn't take the hint , but says hi back.
"Haley, I kinda need to talk to you." I tell her.
Nathan finally takes the hint. "Okay, I'll just go. See you later Hales," He hesitates for just a second, "Brooke."
He leaves, and suddenly, my eyes start watering and I'm shaking.
"Brooke, Honey, what's wrong?" She's at my side in seconds.
"I'm pregnant , Haley." I'm sobbing , and suddenly she looks shocked , and she backs away.
"With Lucas's child?"
I nod , and I can barely see anything due to the amount of tears in my eyes.
You dedicated you took the time
Wasn't long till I called you mine
Yeah
Since you've been gone
She comforts me for about an hour , before I convince her everything's okay and stumble off towards the bathroom.
I lean my head against the door, and suddenly , I have this urge.
I'm up in seconds, looking around the room.
And then I see it , shiny and new, the razor.
I'm pregnant now, I tell myself. I can't do this anymore.
But my mind disagrees.
Yes Brooke, you can.
And all you'd ever hear me say
Is how I pictured me with you
That's all you'd ever hear me say
The blood gushes out of my wrist , and I'm crying out , but trying to keep it quiet.
I've cut slightly too deep , and the pain is gut wrenching.
But I'll get over it . Better then having to actually deal with life , right?
And then I hear his voice.
I lean my head against the door again, searching for a sound.
He's here.
He's talking to Haley.
One more cut won't hurt.
How can I put it? you put me on
I even fell for that stupid love song
Yeah yeah
Since you've been gone
I leave the bathroom, bagging all evidence, and tossing it into the trashcan.
Haley pulled on my hand, leading me towards her bedroom.
"It'll be okay, Brookie." She mumbles to me.
But the tears are back , and I can't stop crying.
She let's me lay down on her bed , and I crawl gratefully under the covers.
"Where's Lucas?" I ask her weakly.
"He left. You can't handle any stress Brooke, you're pregnant. I told him to leave."
Wow, I really love this Tutor Girl.
"Thanks, Tutor Girl." I tell her, giving her a small hug before settling into a pillow.
"No problem, Tigger." I almost laugh , but I'm too tired.
How come I never hear you say
I just wanna be with you
I guess you never felt that way
I hear her leave the room , probably off to make me food.
What a great best friend.
I snuggle deeper into the bed , wishing my problems would wash away, as quickly as the blood from my wrist had.
Since you've been gone
Since you've been gone
Since you've been gone
