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Brooke was scaring herself. She had always been the more "in your face" type when she was angry. This quiet anger was so much more intense. She was shaking she was so angry.
"I think its time for you to leave Peyton." She said as she stepped into the room. Peyton shot a quick glance at Lucas, who nodded, before high-tailing it out of their house.
"Wow Lucas, I'm gone for 24 hours and you already have Peyton in my house. Did you have her in my bed as well?" Brooke seethed. She absolutely couldn't imagine the gall he had, after telling her that he and Peyton had a child together, to have her in Brooke's house.
"And to think I came home because I felt like I owed you an apology for MY behavior." Brooke continued.
"Just stop, Brooke. We were talking, you saw us, nothing more. You don't get to dictate who my friends are." Lucas interrupted loudly. Brooke just shook her head with a cold smile.
"I do when your "friend" is a two-bit whore." Brooke smirked. Lucas's eyes widened at Brooke's statement. She could almost feel his anger rising.
"Just who do you think you are--" Lucas started
"Your WIFE, although for how much longer is debatable." Brooke answered. Lucas stood there speechless. Brooke was sure the thought of her leaving him had never crossed his mind. Brooke stormed up the stairs and locked herself in their room.
Brooke couldn't believe that only a few hours ago she had rushed home, anxious to see Lucas, to apologize. She had berated herself the entire flight home for being so insecure and selfish. Lucas was going through a lot just then and she wanted to be there for him. Then she had seen the way he was looking at Peyton, who was sitting in Brooke's house, with Brooke's husband at two in the morning. And all the old feelings of insecurity and of not measuring up to Peyton came rushing back and she lost it. As each minute passed without Lucas coming to talk to her, she was getting more sure she had lost him as well. Finally she heard feet coming up the stairs and then a soft knock at her door.
She opened the door expecting Lucas and instead found Charity.
"Where's dad? And why are you here?" Charity asked as she came in and flopped down on the bed.
"Your dad isn't downstairs?" Brooke asked. Charity shook her head no.
"I'm home because I did my job and decided not to stay." Brooke said simply. She was slightly rattled to know that Lucas had left.
"Well I wanted to talk to dad, but I guess you'll do. I was kinda a bitch to Lauren tonight. I feel bad but I don't know, I guess I don't feel as badly as I should, all things considered." Charity said. She continued to pick at her skirt not meeting Brooke's gaze.
"I know that I only did it because I'm scared. I'm scared that dad will like her better, or spend more time with her." Charity said in a small voice.
Brooke sat beside Charity and wrapped her arms around her daughter. Brooke wished that Lucas were here. He would know what to say to Charity.
"Look, I've been in your shoes, pretty recently in fact. The best thing that we can do is apologize and hope that the people we've hurt will see that we were hurting too and accept it." Brooke said slowly. Saying what she knew she had to do was one thing, actually doing it would be a far different one.
"Thanks mom, goodnight." Charity said, hugging Brooke and going to bed. Brooke thought that sounded like a pretty good idea to her. She laid down slowly, all the while missing Lucas.
Brooke woke up to the sound of silence. She glanced at the alarm clock and saw that Charity should have already been at school. She put on her robe and went down the hall to Charity's room. She peeked in and no one was in there, so she assumed she had gotten up on time after all.
The memories of last night slowly made their way back. She went downstairs to see if Lucas was home. He wasn't. Sadly she made her way back upstairs to shower and get dressed.
Just as she finished spraying her perfume she heard the door shut. Her heart sped up and she desperately hoped it was Lucas. She hurried downstairs and saw him sitting on the couch.
"Hey." She said shyly, coming to sit beside him. When he finally looked at her she was shocked by the sadness in his eyes.
"Lucas, I want to apologize for last night and the day before. I should have just supported you and not brought my insecurities into it." Brooke said sincerely. Lucas nodded sadly.
"I uh, spent a lot of time thinking last night and I feel like I'm fighting a losing battle. I can't do this anymore Brooke. You aren't around when I need you the most and if you are you just seem to make things harder." Lucas said softly. He glanced at Brooke before continuing.
"I want a divorce."