A/N: So sorry about the update , I've been busy with school and remodeling our house and plus I got sick . I hope you guys like the chapter , there is so many ways to take the story and it's hard to choose which way to go , so I hope enjoy the chapter.
Haley entered the cabin as the rain continued to pour. She took off her jacket and put it on the coat hanger. Haley noticed that the cabin was dark and guessed that her parents weren't there. She headed toward her room, and as she got closer, she could hear small weeping sounds. She opened the bedroom door and squinted, for she could barely see the room; the only light was coming from outside and through the window.
"Brooke?" Haley whispered as she walked to the middle of the room.
"What?" Brooke choked out.
"Are you crying?" Haley asked as she sat down on the foot of Brooke's bed.
"Yes, and can you please just leave me alone?" Brooke cried out softly.
"Brooke, please tell me what happened." Haley pleaded in a soft gentle voice.
Brooke sat up and Haley noticed that Brooke's eyes were very puffy, she had obviously been crying for a while now.
"I kissed him," Brooke admitted in a small, hurt voice.
Haley knew this was hard for her sister. She never would really tell her feelings to anyone. Mostly because Brooke always seemed like a happy girl.
"Then he shot me down." Brooke started to cry even more. Haley put her hand on Brooke's knee in an attempt to calm her down.
"Who shot you down?" Haley asked, but already having an idea as to who it is.
"Lucas. What's wrong with me, Haley?"
Haley shook her head. "Nothing's wrong with you, Brooke. Trust me." She said as she hugged her sister. "You are one of the most beautiful people I know, inside and out." Brooke continued to cry while Haley was hugging her. "And if Lucas shot you down, he probably had a reason to. Would you like it if he slept with you and then didn't even bother with you like you didn't exist the rest of the time we would be here? I don't think so. So, just be glad he did that."
Brooke broke the hug and looked at her sister. "Thanks." Brooke then wiped the tears from her face. "It's just --." She continued to say but was interrupted by a loud bang coming from the door.
"Girls! Are you ready for dinner?" yelled their father.
"Oh, Haley, I can't go to the dinner like this. Can you tell them that I'm not feeling well?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, sure, I'll tell them." Haley got off of Brooke's bed and headed out to see her parents.
"Haley, you're all wet. Go get changed." Haley's mother ordered.
"Meet us at the dinner hall, all right?" Mr. Davis told her before he and his wife left.
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I have never felt so horrible in my life. I didn't want to get up or even eat as a matter of fact, but I did all those things today. When I woke up, I immediately went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like a blown up fish. My eyes were so puffy that I was freaking out. How in the world will I able to go anywhere looking like this? Luckily, Haley helped me with my make-up to cover the puffiness of my eyes. While Haley was putting my hair up in a bun, I bit my nail tensely, waiting for her to be done. I wasn't looking forward to going to breakfast. There's a big chance that I might see Lucas and that terrified me. After she was done, I took one last look in the mirror and headed off with my family to eat breakfast.
When we got there, my hands were sweating profusely, that I had to go to the bathroom to wash them. Once we got to our seats, they served us our food. I didn't even eat. I didn't know what the heck they were serving me, it looked like soup. I wanted to know why can't they just serve us eggs with some bacon and toast. That's what I called breakfast, not this crap. It's yellow with little bits of green left in it and it looks watery.
I looked up from my watery soup to see if there was any sign of Lucas anywhere in the room, but, fortunately, there wasn't. The event that happened last night kept repeating in my brain over and over. I just wanted to cry in a dark room alone. My parents didn't even notice that there was something wrong with me, which made me wonder how well did they know me, but to come to think of it, I hid myself from them, the real me. I have no one else to blame but me because I made this happen, but I was going to fix it.
"Well, look at that. I guess Mr. Hartman decided to come after all." My mother mentioned.
"Who's that?" Haley wondered.
"Very rich man. He owns a golf course. I read about him in the paper and that his family was coming here. I guess it's true then, isn't it?" My father laughed.
The guy my father was talking about was a short stubby man. He had a big stomach . His wife, however, was beautiful. She look like she was just in her 30s, but she was really probably in her 50s.
"Look at their daughter. She is very well mannered. Maybe Haley should take some lessons from her," My mother stated coldly.
I looked at the girl. She was our age, and she was absolutely beautiful. Her hair was shiny, golden blonde, and she was wearing a white dress with twisted straps on the back. Her make up was perfect. I bet she made every guy go weak in the knees.
I heard a door shut open and quickly turned my head to the sound of it. I saw Max walking towards Mr. Hartman's table followed by Nathan, Jake, Rachel, Anna, and oh, god, Lucas. I could feel my emotions running around. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and the worst part is that I wasn't the only one who couldn't take my eyes off of Lucas. Mr. Hartman's daughter was also eyeing him. I couldn't compete with a girl like her. I finally took my gaze away from Lucas and looked back at my parents again, giving them a slight smile.
"Brooklyn, I bet you and Mr. Hartman's daughter would get along, don't you think," my mother said excitedly, taking a bite of her food. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"It's Brooke," I replied in a low and calm voice and without opening my eyes.
"What dear? I didn't quite catch that." I opened my eyes and turned to face her.
"I said, it's Brooke." My mother looked at me dumbfounded.
"What's Brooke?" My mother inquired, the tone of her voice getting cold.
"My name, it's Brooke." She looked at me, amused, and then she started to laugh. I could see in the corner of my eye that Haley was getting upset.
"Please, what makes you think I will ever call you that?" She answered very snottily.
I put my lips together, not knowing what to say. I looked away from her sadly and saw that Lucas was flirting with Mr. Hartman's daughter, but it was mostly the girl doing all the flirting, I turned my head away from them and back to my mother in disgust.
"I prefer to be called Brooke." I said more fiercely and which sounded more like a demand. I looked straight into her eyes.
"I don't care. Your name is Brooklyn--" She retorted but was cut off by me, which was a first.
"Yeah, I know that, but why can't you just call me Brooke for short, it's not too much to ask."
"Where is your behavior coming from?" My mother snapped at me.
"Brooklyn, what's the matter?" My father added.
"Brooke, I want to be called Brooke. Why is that such a problem with you guys?" I wondered, raising my voice.
"Why, do you have a problem with Brooklyn?" My mother asked.
"It's just, I prefer Brooke. It's shorter, and I just like it better."
"Jack, I don't like her behavior. What's the matter with you, Brooklyn?" My mother turned to look at me.
"I don't understand. I just want that name, so deal with it!" I yelled at them, got up and left.
I had to get out of there. Everything seemed to be going wrong. I didn't understand why they had a problem with me having a nickname. They just had to make a huge deal over it. It was hard fighting with my parents; it was hard to get anything through to them. I know that I shouldn't even be complaining, I have a great life, but I just can't help it. Finally, something knocked me out of my thoughts when I felt a hand tapping on my shoulder. I turned around and there stood Nathan.
"Saw what happened back there," he started.
"So, you came all the way here to rub it in my face?" I retorted.
"No! Of course not. Look, my brother told me what happened, and he really is sorry--"
"Whatever," I muttered angrily.
"He wants you to meet him tonight by the lake," Nathan replied very seriously.
"I'm sorry, Nathan, but I can't do that." I walked away from Nathan and started to head towards the green field where all sports activities takes place.
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Nathan entered the dining hall, and his eyes scanned the room for his brother. Finally, he spotted Lucas with Jake talking by a telephone booth, so Nathan headed that direction. Nathan's eyes locked with Lucas's, giving the message that she said no. Lucas tried to cover up his sadness by saying a smart ass comment about Mr. Hartman's daughter to Jake.
"Hey, man. Where were you?" Jake inquired as he gave Nathan a friendly bump on the hand.
"Nowhere, man," replied Nathan as he kept staring at his brother.
"Man, Evelyn Hartman is so fine." Jake stated. All the boys looked over at the Hartman's table.
"I don't think she has eyes for you, Jake." Nathan laughed.
"Not you either. Looks like you're going to score with her, Lucas. She keeps on trying to seduce you in every possible way." Jake responded. Lucas kept his broody stare at Evelyn Hartman even though she pretended that she didn't know he was watching her.
"Well, we're just not going to let her take control now, are we?" Lucas still did not take his eyes off the girl.
"Where did Peyton go? I haven't seen her at work? Jake inquired.
"She went to go visit her family, but, ah, I've been meaning to ask you, Jake. Have you made a move on Rachel?" Nathan asked casually.
"Nah, man, she's still hung up on you." Jake explained.
Nathan shook his head as his eyes scanned the room. He saw Haley sitting with Dean. She just sat there, it looked like she was daydreaming or something. Nathan felt really bad for being a jerk to her yesterday. She was just trying to apologized, and he was being rude. A girl like her never apologized to a guy like him before, which made him realize that the Davis girls were just trying to find their way in the world, just like him and Lucas tried to do. Nathan wondered if he ever did accomplish that goal, and then it hit him that he didn't know.
"So, do you?" asked Lucas. Nathan shook his head out of his thoughts.
"What?" Nathan answered, confusedly. Lucas raised both of his eyebrows.
"Do you know when they are going to set up the carnival on the green grass field?" Lucas repeated.
"Nope, man. Oh, yeah, Max wants to know what we are going to do for the last dance show for the summer?"
"Nate, we haven't even done our second best dance show," Jake replied before he left.
Lucas stared down at the floor. "So, she said no?" Lucas whispered.
Nathan put his hand in his pockets and also stared at the floor. "Yeah, sorry, man. What are you going to do?"
Lucas shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing, I guess."
Nathan looked at his brother and raised his voice. "Lucas, come on! You–," Nathan paused and lowered his voice. "You care about this girl."
"I won't let her be with a guy like me, Nathan."
"Then, why do you even want to talk to her?"
"So, I can tell her why I did what I did yesterday," Lucas explained.
"Well, at least you're admitting that you have a thing for her," Nathan replied.
"No, I am not," Lucas said, a little too quickly.
"Whatever." Nathan held his hands up in defense. "I gotta go teach people to dance. So see you later." Nathan walked away leaving Lucas alone.
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It was thundering and raining by the time dinner came along. After Haley and I ate dinner, she said she wanted to stop by the barnyard to talk to Mouth. I waited in the lounge they had outside on deck so I won't get wet, but the wind kept changing directions, so it doesn't really make a difference. As I stood by the wall, I heard footsteps. I looked behind me and saw Lucas standing there nervously.
"Hey, Brooke," he greeted quietly.
I didn't move for I didn't know what to do. I leaned back on the wall. My arms dangled on both of my sides. Lucas just stood right in front of me.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked him.
"I told your sister to bring you here so I can talk to you," he answered, not taking his eyes away from me. I felt anger towards my sister. She set me up and forced me to face something that I wasn't ready to.
"Brooke," he started, "you have to understand that we can never be together. You and I both knew that even from the start."
It seemed like he was pushing me away, but I wasn't quite sure. "Why did you kiss me yesterday ?" I questioned with so many emotions going through me.
He stood there, thinking. "I ...I just did. I– " He put one hand on the wall as he leaned closer to me, I leaned farther against the wall.
"I will admit, Brooke, that I care about you. We just can't be, and there are so many reasons why we can't." Lucas voice was starting to crackle a bit, while I look at him with eyes filled with tears.
"You deserve so much better than me." He continued. "You don't know how much I could hurt you, and I don't want to do that to you." His eyes filled up with tears. "Brooke, just stay away from me, okay?"
Tears started to run down my cheeks. I moved to the side where Lucas's arm wasn't leaning on and walked away.
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