Okay so here goes the next chapter! I must admit it has been a while since I've updated! This is the only story that I've been updating faithfully! Although for the past couple of weeks I've had like writer's block! Anyway! On with the chapter! Hope you like this one!
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3 weeks before wedding
Knock KnockBrooke looked up at the door. "Who's there?" she called.
Knock Knock"Fine! I'm coming! It's not like I have anything else better to do then answer the door!" she set down Haley's dress on the counter. 'God I hope I accidentally spill something on it. The stupid little bitch doesn't deserve to marry Nathan.'
She went to go open the door.
Knock Knock"I'm coming gosh! Be patient!" She opened the door and saw the last person she wanted to see.
Lucas.
He looked up at and said nothing.
She began to close the door on him.
"Brooke wait!" he said stopping her from fully closing the door.
"Haley's not here Luke." She said coldly looking at him. Once again trying to shut the door on him.
He put his foot against the door. "Brooke just let me explain to you about what happened. It wasn't how it looked."
Brooke looked at him with disgust. "And how was it supposed to look?" she pushed the door towards him.
He held it back. "No Brooke. It wasn't supposed to happen. Haley . . . wasn't herself."
"Oh really? So you're telling me that she isn't always being a back stabbing bitch to Nathan?"
Lucas frowned at her. "Look. Will you just let me in and I'll explain everything?"
Brooke stared straight into him for a few moments. "Fine." She opened the door wider to let him in.
He slowly walked in watching Brooke making sure she didn't hit him over the head with a book or something.
He turned to look at her.
She looked back at him with her arms crossed while tapping her foot. "I'm waiting for your glorious explanation as to why you and Haley were kissing in public."
"As I said Haley wasn't herself." He told her.
"What do you mean Haley wasn't herself? She sure looked herself." Brooke snapped at him.
Lucas sighed. "I mean . . . she was drunk."
"What do you mean she was drunk? Haley never gets drunk. I'm the one that gets drunk." She asked him walking over to the counter to sit down and continue working on the dress. Although she had no idea why she had any intentions to continue the dress.
"Well . . . Nathan and her got into a fight and she was stressing out over and she had a few drinks."
"She drank? Haley never drinks for a reason. It's always for the hell of it. What was the fight about? It must've been something major." Brooke sat down the dress looking at Lucas. Hoping that whatever Nathan and Haley argued about didn't take the same toll on Nathan as it did on Haley.
Lucas looked at her weirdly. "Well . . . um . . ." He didn't know if he should be telling her.
"Oh come Luke. You know you want to. Besides of it's got anything to do with the wedding I should know. Especially if they like plan to break up or something." She taunted him.
"Okay . . . well . . . actually the reason they fought was . . . because of you." he told her.
Brooke laughed. "Me? What did I do?"
He looked at her. 'Because Haley thinks that Nathan is in love with you.' He shrugged. "I dunno." He lied and he felt horrible about it.
Brooke just sat in silence for a few moments wondering why they'd be fighting about her. 'Oh my god. I could've caused them to break up. Wait. . . is that a bad thing. Oh I hope they did break up.'
"Uh . . . Brooke? Are you okay?" Lucas asked her.
She woke up from her thoughts. "Huh? Yeah." she noticed she was smiling. She tried to hide it but it was too evident.
"So . . . does that mean you're not pissed at me anymore?" Lucas asked her hoping she'd say yes.
"Well actually you never told me how it happened. All you've told me was that she was drunk because of a fight. You've never said if it was you that kissed her or what." She told him.
Lucas frowned. "She kissed me." He said not really wanting to tell on Haley. "I was comforting her and she just up and kissed me. She didn't know what she was doing though." He protested when he saw the look on Brooke's face.
Brooke quietly got up from the stool. "But the matter of the fact was that she kissed you Lucas. People just don't go and kiss people when they're drunk. How much did she have?"
He deflated knowing that this question would come up sooner or later. "About a half bottle of vodka."
Brooke chuckled. "Wow that girl can't hold her liquor very well. Was she like entirely drunk? Or just a bit outta it?"
"Just a bit."
"Fine . . ." she said finally. "I'm not pissed at you. I'm pissed at Haley because she knew what she was doing no matter how outta it she was."
"Brooke." He replied.
She started walking to the back. "And you to just better be greatful that I turned Nathan away when I did or he would've seen . . . you can see yourself out Lucas." She walked back towards the bedroom. Feeling completely guilty because she'd done the same thing. Minus the drinking.
And Lucas was there by himself. Feeling completely guilty too. Because whatever Brooke just said . . . he knew was right.
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Wait what? Whoever just read this chapter and was confused is not alone! I don't get what I just wrote! Whoa! That's first! Anywho! PLEASE REVIEW! Love you to pieces if you do! I'll try and update soon!
