"We all do no end of feeling, and we mistake it for thinking"
A WEEK LATER.
I laid in my bed looking up at the ceiling. My clock read 3:04AM. For the past week, I had trouble sleeping. I hadn't had the courage to tell Nathan that he was right, and I didn't have the courage to face Lucas, so I had been sneaking around the house and staying in my room for the most part. Dan and Karen got home the night before, but as Nathan had told me, they were really rarely home. I saw them both for a total of five minutes since they had been home.
I was feeling antsy and decided to get a snack. I got out of bed and headed toward my door. I put on my robe and walked down the stairs to get food. I looked at the picture of Lucas and Nathan sitting on the wall on my way into the kitchen. Lucas was smiling seductively, as usual. Why were all the good looking guys the jerks? You never met a handsome guy with a heart of gold who would never hurt you. Tears began to burn my eyes.
I got to the counter and sank down against the side slowly. I put my head into my hands and began to cry again. A few moments later, I heard someone coming down the stairs. I wiped my face off, and was about to get up when Nathan walked in.
I let out a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't Lucas. I sunk back into my seat on the floor.
"Hey," he said softly, lowering himself and sitting besides me.
"Hi," I managed to choke out.
"Where've you been lately?"
"Not feeling too good," I lied. I couldn't let him know he was right.
He looked me in the eyes for a second. "It's Lucas, isn't it?"
"How do you know?" I said confused. Was it that obvious?
"He's my brother, and you're a girl. I know what he does, I know what he's like---"
"You were right," I cut him off. "I should've listened. I deserve a nice fat 'I told you so, Brooke.'" I sighed.
"You won't hear it from me," he said plainly. He smiled at me as tears began to drop down my cheeks again.
"Hey, don't cry," he comforted me. He pulled me into a hug.
I don't know if it was because I was upset or because I had feelings for him or because he was just so sweet, but as we pulled out of the hug, our lips somehow crashed onto each other. I'm not sure who initiated it, but I do know neither of us stopped it.
I moved myself closer to him and kissed him harder. Maybe this was who I was meant to be with, the nice Scott brother. The one who had been there for me when his brother was an asshole. The one who had been right all along. Although my entire heart wasn't in it, the kiss was good. It was safe. I felt like I knew nothing bad would happen. Nathan wouldn't ever hurt me. He wouldn't ever run off with some slut.
We kissed for a little longer when I heard light foot steps coming down the stairs. I didn't think Nathan had heard, since he continued to pull me closer and kiss me, so I just ignored it. I pulled back after a few more seconds.
Lucas was standing in the doorway.
He looked down at us.
"Taking my seconds, little bro?" he said coldly. "How unusual," he sneered as he walked toward the fridge.
Nathan stood up. "Actually, I'm fixing what you've messed up. At least she realizes who the nice guy is here."
I stood up and stood behind Nathan. "Okay, that is enough!" I announced. "I don't want either of you! You're brothers, and since I've gotten here, all you do is fight! I just want to be alone! We'll see what happens in the future, but for now, let's just all be friends! Got it?!" I let out a sharp breath.
I stormed out of the kitchen as the two boys watched me in shock. I couldn't believe the mess I was in. The only way to fix it was to give everything a break, at least until school started next week. Then we would see what happened. Until then, we could all just live under the same roof and be friends. Everything that was supposed to happen would fall into place, and for now, I was done playing games with both of the Scott boys.
"A little work, a little sleep, a little love and it's all over."
I got into my room and closed the door. I got into bed and pulled the covers over my head. It wasn't fair to lead Nathan on, it wasn't fair for Lucas to see us kissing, it wasn't fair for me to have to deal with all of it! And why did Lucas even care? Because it was his brother or because he cared about me? I wanted to believe it was because he cared about me, but I knew it wasn't. I had learned my lesson.
So for now, friends it was. The Scott brothers and Brooke Davis, just three friends living under the same roof who had history together.
I had done the right thing, right?
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Sorry for the short chapter, it just had to settle everything. Next chapter will be school and I'm in limbo: should Brooke meet a new guy who isn't a Scott brother? Or should she end up with one of the boys? Let me know what you think! Reviews are loved! xoxoxoxo