Chapter 8- Tears of Happiness

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More damage than a soul should see

Brooke slowly opened her eyes and looked around her bedroom. At first she was surprised to see Lucas sitting in her desk chair, fast asleep with a blanket draped over his chest. She couldn't remember why he was there at first, but then the memories from the night before came rushing back. The memories made her shudder.

Brooke knew she was lucky that Lucas came for her. After the way she had treated him she would have understood if he hadn't even answered her call. He had though, he'd answered and he'd come to help her. Thinking back she remembered how it felt, laying in his arms, she had felt so safe. In fact, she was pretty sure it was the safest she had ever felt.

Lucas awoke and saw Brooke lying in her bed. He had moved to the desk chair after she had fallen asleep. Somehow it just didn't feel right for him to sleep in the bed with her all night. He hadn't wanted her to wake up before him and get the wrong idea.

"Hey there pretty girl."

Brooke smiled. It melted her heart when he called her that. "Good morning."

"Did you sleep okay?"

"Yeah, I did. Thanks to you."

Brooke lifted the blankets off the side of the bed, letting Lucas know she wanted him to come and join her. He happily accepted her invitation and he crawled into the bed beside her. She snuggled right up against him, lifting his arm signaling that he should put it around her. Resting her head in the crook of his arm she sighed, it felt so right.

"I don't deserve you Lucas. Look at how I push you away, and then when I really need you you're there for me."

"I'll be honest, I thought about not answering the phone when I saw it was your number."

"What changed your mind?"

"I don't know. I guess I just worried that if I didn't answer I'd never know what it was you were calling to say. I'm glad though. Glad I could be there when you needed it."

Brooke nodded and closed her eyes. She wanted to savor this moment, savor everything about it. She wanted to remember the feeling of his strong arm around her, wanting to remember his scent. She hoped that if she could store away everything about this moment, she could pull it out when she needed to feel safe.

"Brooke I've been thinking about this whole situation we have here. And I guess I've come to some conclusions."

Brooke rolled over and propped herself on her elbows, allowing her to look into his eyes while he spoke. She lay there in silence, waiting for him to continue.

"As much as I don't want to have a relationship and hide it from everyone, I also don't want to not have you in my life."

"Lucas, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying let's try this thing. Let's date. We'll keep it quiet, on two conditions."

"What?"

"One, we won't keep it quiet forever. At some point you're going to have to be able to acknowledge our relationship to everyone. You've told me that doing that know would be too much for you, so that's okay, but not forever."

Brooke pursed her lips and looked thoughtful for a moment. Finally she nodded, "Okay. What's the second condition?"

"That you don't go out of your way to ignore me in school. I understand if you don't want to make out in the hallways, but would it be such a crime if we talked at our lockers from time to time? I mean we're just a few feet away from each other, it feels weird to ignore you."

"Yeah. It'll give people a chance to see us as friends and adjust to that." Brooke smiled as she spoke. "So what now?"

Lucas shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "I don't know. I mean, I didn't really think past the two conditions."

"Well I can think of something."

Brooke leaned forward and brushed her lips softly on Lucas'. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in closer as their kiss deepened. His tongue begged for entrance to her mouth, and she allowed it.

Before they both knew it they were on top of each other underneath the covers in nothing but their underwear. Suddenly, Lucas pulled away.

"Are you sure this is okay Brooke? I mean after last night and all?"

Brooke nodded, "Yes, I'm sure. Last night was scary Lucas, this isn't. It feels right."

As she spoke she reached underneath the covers and tugged at the waistband of Lucas' boxers. Taking the cue, he stood up off the bed and stepped out of his boxers. Brooke's eyes widened as she took in his size, it was much more than she had expected.

Lucas walked over to his pants and, reaching into the back pocket for his wallet, he found the condom he kept stashed there. He walked back over to the bed and stopped as he stood before Brooke. He had never seen her look more beautiful as she did at that moment. All the toughness that she tried to exude normally was completely stripped away. She lay there before him completely vulnerable, fully naked except for the scrap of lace between her legs.

Kneeling beside her he pulled off her thong. He lowered himself over her once again, pulling the blankets over them as he did. He positioned himself between her legs and stopped, he looked at her once again, needing to know that it was okay for him to continue.

"Please Lucas, make love to me."

That was all he needed to hear. He entered her slowly. She bit her lip in anticipation of feeling all of him inside of her. She began to move her hips against his slowly, enjoying all of the sensations she was experiencing. Her pace quickened and he followed. She began to moan, quietly at first, and then louder and louder.

"Lucas. Oh, Lucas." She screamed as she came.

Her screams of pleasure pushed him over the edge and he felt himself release inside of her. He lay there for a moment, just gazing into her eyes, before collapsing on top of her.

"God Brooke, that was amazing."

"Yeah, it was pretty great."

After a few minutes Lucas rolled off of Brooke. He walked into her bathroom to clean himself up a little bit.

Joining her back in bed, he pulled her in as close as possible.

They lay there, in one another's arms, just relishing in the afterglow. Lucas thought he heard a sniffle. Craning his neck so he could look at Brooke he saw her eyes were clouded with tears.

"Brooke, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Lucas, absolutely nothing."