The day had been partly cloudy and cold. It was amazing how fast the weather in Tree Hill could change. For the past 2 weeks it had been hot and sunny.

Brooke had been inside for most of the day and she wanted to get some fresh air. "I'll go for a jog." She thought to her self. So, she went to her closet and got out a white tank top and some sweats. Most of her bruises had gone away by then She hadn't worked out since the day of her injury. She put on her sweat suit and went out side and started jogging.

By the time it started to rain Brooke was all the way across town. The rain poured hard and Brooke was soaked. She hadn't brought her phone and there wasn't a single pay phone in sight. "Great" Brooke said to her self.

Not only were there no pay phones around, but there were no stores. The whole place was a residential area. Brooke started to worry and didn't know what to do.

'Calm down.' She told her self. 'I can't call anybody...wait, doesn't Nathan live here?' Brooke looked around and saw his apratment building a few blocks down. 'I guess thats my only choice.'

Brooke started to walk down to his aprtment. She wasn't looking to foward to seeing Nathan. The last time she saw him was when she fell down the stairs. He hadn't bothered to call her to see if she was alright...but then again, she wouldn't have if she was in his condition.

Brooke walked threw the cold wind and rain. She was freezing cold. She finally reached the building and started walking up the stairs. It was a lot easier to walk up the stairs not wearing the heels she had been wearing...or maybe it was just that she was to cold and numb to even care.

She reached his aprtmant and knocked on his door. This time, unlike last time, he opened on the first knock.

"Brooke?" Nathan said.

"Can I come in?" Brooke said shivering.

Nathan nodded and let her in. He shut the door and went to go turn the heater on.

"Thanks."

"Sure."

"Okay, I know this is weird but can I stay here for the night?" Nathan gave her a questioningly look. "Its just that I don't have anywhere else to go."

Nathan nodded yes. He stared at her. Her white tank top was totally see threw and he could see her black bra. Brooke saw him looking at her and said "Stop looking at me you little perv."

Nathan smirked and said "You know, I'm letting you stay here for the night. Cut me a little slack." He said smiling.

"Hey, technically your still with tutorgirl." Nathan winced at the thought of Haley. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry...I didn't even think before I said it..."

"Its okay." Nathan said. He started getting used to people talking about Haley. He finally had realized that she wasn't coming back. It had been a little over a month and he hadn't even heard from her.

"I'm really sorry Nate."

"I know."

Brooke looked down and started to bite her lip. "So, um...you need some clothes or something?" Nathan asked her.

"Yeah, that would be great."

Nathan went to his closet and was planning to give her something of Haley's. Then he realized that he had burned what was rest of all of her clothing. He serched his drawers and he found a basket ball T-Shirt and a pair of sweats he had shruncken in the dryer. He went back to the other room and handed her the clothes.

"Thanks." Brooke said and then she walked over to the bathroom to change. After putting on the clothes she examined her self in the mirror. The shirt went up to her knees and the pants were huge. They were really baggy on her and if it was for the adjuster string they would have fallen right off of her.

Brooke walked out of the bathroom and Nathan looked over at her. As soon as he saw her he started to laugh hysterically and almost fell of the couch.

"Oh, shut up." Brooke said and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Brooke, c'mon! Look at you're self in the mirror! You can't tell me thats not funny!"

Brooke walked over to sit with him on the couch and slapped him playfully. "Thats so mean!" She said, smiling.

Brooke looked around the room and noticed it was a lot cleaner then it was the last time she was there. "You cleaned up."

"Yeah, well..."

"Its good." She smiled. Nathan was different now too. He was back to his normal self. Brooke never really knew Nathan, only when he was with Peyton. But that was when he was still an ass. She never got to know him when he changed.

"So, I never got to ask you, hows your leg?"

"Its getting better. I finally went out for a jog today."

"Speaking of, I'm assuming that what you were doing before you came here."

"Yup."

"You never told me how you ended up here...You going to tell me or what?"

"Okay, so I went out for a jog for a few hours and all the sudden it started to rain. I was gonna call Peyton but I didn't have my phone...so I ended up here. Sorry, I know that I'm not your favorite person but..."

"Its cool. I can use the company." He smiled. "So what was it like when you and Lucas broke up?"

Brooke hesitated. She didn't really want to talk about Lucas...but she did owe it Nathan considering that he's letting her stay at his place for the night. This was the first time she talked to anyone about it even after all of these months. "Well, when he first broke up with me I was devastated. I really had liked him." Brooke paused. And then I found out about Peyton...it made it that much worse." She bit her lip and she started to remember everything that had happened. She felt horrible and was struggling to hold the tears back in her eyes. She started again. "I got really mad at the two of them... it was the worst thing ever. It was hell."

Nathan could tell that Brooke was struggling to hold the tears back in her eyes. This made him see her differently. He had always seen her as the popular bitch that was a slut.

"I started to go to bars a lot and drink." She continued. "And I just..." By then, Brooke couldn't hold the tears back anymore. A tear rolled down her cheek but she brushed it away quickly. She did not want Nathan to see her cry. 'I wont break down. I can't break down...' She kept telling her self. '...not in front of him...not anyone.' But he saw the pain in her eyes. "Sorry I..." Brooke said, getting up off the couch and went to the bathroom.

She ran inside and closed the door. She sat down and leaned her head agentss the wall and let her self cry.