"What happened to Brooke?" Nathan demanded.
Peyton wouldn't stop sobbing, "Nathan, I just- I just got a call… oh god, I-I…"
Nathan stood up, "Peyton, tell me what happened, please tell me," Desperation was now evident in his voice. Haley frowned, standing up beside him, what happened, she mouthed.
Nathan didn't reply, he turned away from her, "Peyton,"
"Nathan, p-please j-just come to th-the beach right away!"
Nathan frowned; he put the phone back on the retriever.
"Nathan, tell me what happened. Is Brooke okay?" Haley asked worried.
"I don't know," Nathan whispered in confusion.
"What did Peyton- Where are you going?" she asked when Nathan pulled on his pants, and slid into his sweatshirt.
"I have to go," Nathan stated.
"Wait, I'm coming too," Haley said, as she got up.
"I'm going to the beach, come there," he explained, before he hurried out.
As Nathan drove towards the beach, a sinking feeling wouldn't leave him.
"Oh god Nathan… it's Brooke!"
Peyton's shaky voice wouldn't stop echoing in his ears. When Nathan neared the beach, his breath was knocked out of him.
There were police cars everywhere, and most of the beach was taped off. Nathan felt his body tremble as he stepped out of his car.
The place was crowded with on lookers.
Nathan made his way through the gossiping people, until he spotted Peyton.
Peyton was still in her pajama's, standing there alone in tears.
Nathan ran towards her, "Peyton,"
Peyton turned to him, "Oh my god Nathan," she sobbed, rushing into his arms. She sobbed into his shoulder. Nathan looked down at her, and a knot formed in his throat.
He looked around the beach, there didn't appear to be anything out of place, so why was there police all over.
"Where's Brooke?" he asked hesitantly.
Peyton looked up at him, her eyes puffy and red.
"Peyton, tell me what happened," he begged.
Peyton took his hand, and led him into the café in the front. She went to the counter, and mumbled something about going in the back. She led Nathan towards the back where there was a TV.
"This is what they showed me," Peyton whispered, putting in a tape.
The movie turned on to a camera shot of the empty beach at night.
"This is a security camera, and the footage is of last night,"
Nathan saw today's date appear on the bottom left, and the time, 12: 07 am
Peyton forwarded it until they see Brooke walk onto the beach. Peyton pressed play and Nathan could hear Peyton sob quietly in the corner as he watched Brooke stumble onto the beach.
Brooke has a bottle of alcohol in her hand, which she takes a huge swig of. It's obvious that she's already wasted, as she keeps stumbling and tripping over nothing. She takes out her phone and stares at it.
Brooke puts the phone onto the sand, as she kneels beside it. Brooke whispers something that cannot be heard.
Nathan remembers his phone call with her last night.
Then Brooke starts crying. She falls back onto her back, as she sobs heartily.
"I hate you so much!" Brooke screams in between sobs, "I hate you,"
Brooke crawls over to her phone and glares at it, "I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid that I actually cared for your sorry ass. But now, now I hate you," she says, her voice slurred.
"What does this have to do with anything?" Nathan asks Peyton.
Peyton doesn't respond.
Brooke takes off her heels, and hits her phone with it, "You're such a stupid bastard you know that?"
Her phone breaks, and Brooke starts sobbing louder as she cradles her phone.
"Who am I kidding? I love you so much. But why? You hurt me so much, and yet my stupid heart won't stop loving you. What's the point of me living if you're not going to be with me?"
Brooke takes another huge swig of the alcohol.
Nathan frowns when he watches her stumble onto her feet again.
"You said you didn't care for me right. You wouldn't care if you never saw me again?"
Nathan's eyes go wide with shock when she starts walking towards the water.
"Well, you're wish my command,"
"NO! Brooke stop!" Nathan begged, falling to his knees in front of the TV, "Brooke stop right now!"
"I'm the stupid one really. No one ever wanted me. My parents would rather spend time with total strangers and travel the stupid world then be with me. Lucas cheated on me twice. You don't want me. Then who wants me? I don't want me either." She yelled, now knee high into the water.
"BROOKE!" Nathan pleaded with the video of Brooke, "Please stop!"
Peyton's sobs turned violent, as she ran out of the room, not able to watch anymore.
"Brooke I do want you, please stop!" Nathan begged, tears forming in his eyes.
"When I die, will anyone miss me? That will show those stupid people who treat me like shit. Because of you I hurt Lucas. And you hurt me just as much. I'm sorry, I can't take it." She yelled, "You hear me god, I can't take it! But you're not listening are you? You don't care for me either. No one does." Brooke takes her last big gulp of alcohol before throwing it into the water, "How stupid am I? I'm talking to myself. Brooke Davis is going crazy,"
She was now shoulder deep.
"Brooke, please, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean anything I said before. Please come back. Brooke please!" Nathan cried helplessly.
Nathan felt suffocated, "Brooke!"
"The water will make the pain stop. I can't take it anymore; I have to get rid of the hurt."
Brooke whispered something Nathan couldn't hear, before she threw herself completely into the water.
Nathan sucked in his breath, waiting for her to resurface.
Moments passed, Brooke didn't return.
Nathan waited.
Nothing happened.
Tears fell from Nathan's eyes; he brushed them away violently, trying to clear the blurry vision.
Brooke, come back. Nathan willed.
Nathan didn't even dare forward anything, in fears on missing her return.
Four hours later, an employ picked up the broken cell phone.
Brooke never resurfaced…
A/n Brooke Davis is gone? Could it be?
Mad depressing, in both my current oth stories, I've written my most depressing chapters yet. :