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Chapter 6

For, just this morning right there on her pillow

Was the cruelest of any surprise

And she cried when she gathered it all in her hands

The proof that she couldn't deny

The knock on the door pulled Brooke out of her thoughts and she slowly rose from the chair. She took a deep breath before she opened the door. On the other side stood Lucas. "Hey."

"Hey." Lucas stuck his hands in his pockets. "What's up?"

Brooke stepped back from the door and ushered him in. "I need to talk to you." She shrugged and headed towards her room. As she stepped into her room and saw the bed, her eyes teared up again. She stepped up to the bed, trying to keep her tears in. She sat down and picked up the hair that she had found on her pillow that morning. She held it up for Lucas to see as she remembered what it had been like to find it there this morning.

FLASHBACK

Brooke woke up from another dream of her and Lucas dancing at the river court feeling better than she had in days. She rolled over and opened her eyes to look at the sun light shining in her window. She smiled and reached up to pull the hair off of her face. Her eyes widened as she realized that the hair was no longer attached. She reached up and ran her hand through her hair and came away with clumps of hair. She stared at the hair in horror as tears began to run down her face.

PRESENT

Lucas glanced at the hair and then glanced back up at her. "Is that yours?"

Brooke nodded and ran her hand through her hair again, showing Lucas the hair that came with it. "I found it this morning."

Lucas leaned towards her and lifted his arms, as if he was going to put them around her, but then stopped himself. He dropped his arms and looked away from her. "I'm sorry."

Brooke looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears. "Lucas, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." She paused, looking down at her hands. "I was pushing you away so that it would be easier."

"Easier on who?"

"You - me. Both of us. I don't know." She shrugged, glancing back up at him. "I'm scared, Lucas. And I didn't want anyone to see me like this." She waved her hands around. "But I had a talk with my mom today and she told me that I should let you decide if you want to see me like this."

Lucas wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "I love you, Brooke. It doesn't matter if you're sick or if you have no hair. I will still love you." He placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"I love you, too." She laid her head on his shoulder, feeling safe in his arms. "I need to call Haley and Peyton. I've been pushing them away too." She sighed. "I just didn't know what to do. I'm so afraid."

"I know, baby. I know." Lucas pulled his phone out.

"Who are you calling?"

"Haley. Her and Peyton are outside."

Brooke pulled back. "They're outside?"

Lucas nodded. "Yeah, when I told them that you called they wouldn't let me leave with out them." He pushed a button and lifted the phone to his ear. "Hey. You guys can come in now." He hung up the phone. "Why don't we clean up this hair?"

Brooke nodded and the two of them began scooping up the hair that had fallen out onto her bed. They had most of it in a bag when Haley and Peyton appeared in the door. Brooke glanced up and shot them a small smile. "Hey guys."

"Hey, Brooke. How are you feeling?" Haley stepped in the room, glancing down at the hair that she and Lucas were still gathering.

She gave a small laugh. "I'm not feeling at my best, but things are looking up. Thanks Tutor Girl." She glanced over at Peyton. "Hey P Sawyer."

"Hey Brooke. Looks like your shedding a bit there."

Brooke laughed. "Just a bit." She glanced at Lucas. "Do you think that I could have a few minutes with the girls?"

Lucas nodded, leaning over and placing a light kiss on her lips. "Yeah, I'll go say hi to your mom." He smiled at Haley and Peyton, closing the door behind him.

"Girls, I'm sorry that I've been blowing you off. I didn't want anyone to see me like this." She shrugged. "I'm a mess."

Haley sat down beside her and laid her head on her shoulder. "It's okay, Brooke. We understand."

Peyton plopped down on the bed. "Yup. You're a bitch. We're pretty used to it by now."

Brooke laughed. "Thank you guys so much. I've missed you guys."

"We've missed you too." Peyton glanced at Brooke's hair. "We should cut it so you don't choke on loose hairs while your sleeping."

"Peyton!" Haley looked at her in shock.

Peyton shrugged, a half smile on her face. "It's true."

Brooke laughed and shook her head. "One thing's for sure, Peyton. You always make me laugh." She glanced at herself in the mirror across the room. "Let's do it."

"What?"

"Cut it. That way I can halfway get used to it being gone." She walked over to her dresser and picked up a pair of scissors. "I was thinking about it earlier, anyways. Who wants to do it?"

Haley shook her head. "I can't do it. Sorry. I know that I'd mess it up."

Peyton shrugged. "I'll do it if you trust me to. But wouldn't it be better to go get it done by a professional?"

"No." Brooke shook her head. "It wouldn't be worth it. It's just going to fall out anyways."

Peyton nodded and took the scissors from Brooke. "Have a seat, Miss Davis." She settled her into a chair in front of the mirror. She picked up the hair, placing the scissors to it. She met Brooke's eyes in the mirror. "Are you sure?"

Brooke nodded. "Do it." She closed her eyes as she heard the scissors begin to cut.