"Hey Brooke, When's the baby due?" One guy said with a smirk.

"Excuse me?" Brooke answered

She was walking down the hall on Friday morning, it had been a week since Nathan and Haley had let her stay at their apartment.

"Theresa heard you throwing up in the bathroom on Wednesday, and then Rachel on Thursday, and Bevin an hour ago. So who's the dad? Or are you just the knocked-up whore on the search for her baby's daddy?" One of the girls on the squad said while glaring at Brooke.

"Back off bitch, at least I didn't open my legs for Mr. Hendricks so he'd change my F into an A." Brooke bit back, basically speed-walking away.

"Hey Baby Momma." Rachel said, sitting down next to Brooke in the courtyard for lunch.

"I'm guessing you've heard the rumors." Brooke said bitterly.

"Hmm. Rumors. Well that's good because you would be a horrible mother." Rachel said as she picked up her tray and moved next to one of the basketball players.

'Is that true? Would I really be just like my mom?' Brooke thought.

Friday night again. This time there was a party at Tric, some benefit concert thing, but still and excuse to let loose. But that left Brooke with no time to think about anything else, only time to escape, for a couple hours at least, from the world around her.

"So is it true?" Lucas asked, not even looking her in the eye.

He had just finished fighting with Peyton over God knows what when she blurted out the rumor he managed to be oblivious to, and now he was here to set his thoughts straight, the secret Brooke had could change his life forever.

"God, that didn't take long. Look Lucas if I was pregnant I would've told you. Why do you even care anyway? I'm a slut and it could be anybody's, so I'd appreciate it if you could go away now." Brooke said, anger and sadness obvious in her voice. She new she was being a bitch but he deserved it.

"I don't even know why I would expect her to tell me anyway. I mean I waited what, like a week after she broke up with me after I told Peyton she was the one?"

"Do you regret that Luke?" Haley asked.

"Can we not talk about it?"

"Fine, but I don't know anything about Brooke. She hasn't talked to me since she crashed with me and Nathan a week ago."

"Alright." Lucas said, walking away.

Haley's curiosity was peaked, now she had to talk to Brooke.

"Brooke?"

Haley found her sitting in the stairway with her head resting against the wall.

"Hello Haley James!" Brooke slurred

"Are you drinking? You really shouldn't be considering…" Haley trailed off.

"Hmm so you've heard?" She slurred again, sipping on her drink. "What's the point anyway? Considering Rachel thinks I'd be a horrible mom and Tree Hill thinks I'm the biggest whore in history."

"Brooke, honey."

"Haley. I can't do this. I can't be pregnant anymore. I'm not strong enough."

"Brooke, I'll be right back I'm going to take you home and then we can talk for a little okay?"

"Suuuuure. Whatever." Brooke said, wobbling around in her seat and taking another sip of her drink.

"Hey Nathan, Look I just want to get my stuff and then I'm going to-,"

"Look Hales I want to talk to you. I know everything is really crazy right now but that doesn't change anything between us because I love you so much and I always will." Nathan said, rambling. He moved closer to Haley and she whispered how much she loved him into his ear before they kissed and walked to the car hand in hand, kissing on and off the entire time. Conveniently forgetting about Brooke.