Yay! Thanks for all of your reviews. Yes, I may make this story a little Brooke/Mouth. But, I'm slowly inclining towards making it a Brulian.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill, but If I did.. Well, I would be looking at Jeyton, Naley and Brooke being happy and having kids with either Lucas or Julian.
Brooke Davis laid back on her King sized bed, missing the "king" that she liked to have beside her. He was off with Alex, working on her script. He didn't even notice that she was drowning her sorrows in a gross glass of Whiskey and Coke. Why was it gross? It was her Mom's drink of choice whenever she wanted to forget that Brooke was around. And all she wished that she was tonight was the Old Victoria Davis.
Victoria Davis wouldn't let a guy like Julian get close to a girl like Alex Dupree. Victoria would've ripped his head off and then, took him for all he was. Sure, Brooke's parents stayed married for years, but they were just together due to a marital agreement. If they stayed married throughout Brooke's high school graduation, Victoria walked away with a cool $25.5 million. Instead of the $5 Million she agreed for in the pre-nup.
Brooke was now walking to her bathroom, she needed some aspirin to kill the head ache that wouldn't just go away. Was it anger with Julian? Or with Alex? Or with Rachel?, the redhead who she hated at the moment but, so desperately wanted to talk to. She looked in the mirror to see her sad eyes looking back at her. She uttered in a raspy, tear-stricken voice,
"Why can't you be the girl who gets the Boy and the Baby, Brooke Davis?"
She looked in the cabinet for her aspirin, but instead she grabbed her birth control. She had the months worth of birth control, untouched. But alas, no baby. No Nothing. She tossed the pink case in the trash and walked out to her bedroom.
Brooke Davis always hated being upset. She used to have Peyton to crawl into bed or on the couch with, and eat a pint of Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream while hearing about some little Indie band that excited Peyton, so it made Brooke happy to see her blonde friend smile. But now, it was just she. Just Brooke. She didn't want to crawl in bed with ice cream. That was a Brooke and Peyton thing. And, there was no Peyton, So no ice cream.
Instead, she sat at her work desk in the living room. Sketching away. After Millie, who for some reason she thought was either High or Drunk, who ruined the new dress, she had to make a new one.
She sketched a black ball gown that stopped just at the ankle to show off a shoe. The gown was draped and she went in to add a little gold trimming around it. Left herself a note to look for "A shiny, but cotton-y fabric."
Brooke Davis felt asleep at 2 A.M, Julian Baker nowhere in sight. Head on her work desk, mascara run down her cheeks, She couldn't take this anymore.
She wasn't going to play the game of Victoria and Richard Davis. Two people who stayed together not over love, but of some third-party reason.
Brooke didn't want to be with Julian because she loved him. She wanted to be with him because they loved each other. Because they saw each other everyday and showed their love to one another. But nope. All she had was her lonesome, while Julian probably got to see Alex naked again. And if Brooke's little mind-trips were correct, he was doing a lot more.
More so, she made a mental note to talk to Millie. That girl was looking a bit too little draped all over Mouth. And, work it out with Rachel. Maybe do a cam meeting with the Blondes'. After all, what would Peyton think of Brooke not using that going-away present?
She let a smile escape her lips as she dreamt of making herself happy. Not the self in the relationship with Julian, but Brooke Davis. Woman, 24 and Dimple-smiled.
I'm gonna try to make each chapter longer with time. Or atleast make it this long. I love your reviews and if you have any ideas, you can shoot those into a review too!