NATHAN:
I decided that it would be best to bring Brooke back to my apartment. I figured it would be the last place on earth that Lucas would show up at. I didn't know why I felt the need to protect Brooke. I suppose I always felt like she was fragile. Like she needed someone to wrap the world up in bubble wrap so if she did fall, she wouldn't break.
Brooke was soaking in the bath that I had drawn her and I was preparing dinner. Nothing fancy just spaghetti and a side salad. I tossed the spoon in the air and laughed as I dropped it on the counter. The sound of the door to my apartment opening, caught my attention. I looked up to see Dan Scott. 'Great' I thought to myself. This day just keeps getting better.
"Dad?"
"Hey, son." He closed the door behind him and searched the room like I was hiding something.
"What are you doing here?"
He made his way over to the counter, sticking his finger in the pot of tomato sauce and licking it. He smacked his lips together and grinned. "Pretty good. I guess you get the cooking part from your mom."
I grinned. "You came all the way here just to tell me that? I mean you could have text it to me."
"Actually, I wanted to ask you something."
I knew there had to be a reason for Dan Scott to just show up at my house. "What is it, dad? I am busy as you can see."
"I had a meeting on the other side of town this morning. I was kind of surprised when on the way there I saw my son, and Brooke Davis standing outside of a clinic, with him embracing her, like they had just received the worse news in the world."
I felt my hand ball into a fist. "Dad,…"
"Look, I know that Brooke is hot and that any guy would be stupid to not want to hit that. But Nathan, you need to make her see that the best decision would be to get rid of it. Don't let her ruin your life like Karen did mine."
My blood boiled beneath my skin, my heart raced and I drew back and knocked him to the ground. "If you ever say anything about Brooke again, I will kill you. If she wants to keep this child, then that's exactly what we are going to do."
"Nathan?" Brooke said entering the room. Her wet hair hid beneath the white towel, and wearing my favorite jersey.
I felt something move inside of me at the sight of her standing there in all of her beauty. I always knew there was something special about her, but she took my breath away in that one moment. I realized that there was something raging deep within my soul. I turned to Dan who still sat on the floor, holding his chin. I grabbed his collar and jerked him up, putting myself in his space.
"If you ever come back here and if you ever say anything that I find even remotely offensive to Brooke or me." I took a deep breath. "It will be more than just your face getting rearranged. Do I make myself clear?"
He jerked away from me. "Nathan, you're making a huge mistake. I don't want to see you follow in my footsteps." He walked over to the door, pausing and turning to look at me. "Brooke." He slammed the door on his way out.
Part Five
Brooke laid on the sofa watching a sappy love story. I walked over to her and lifted up her feet, resting them on my lap. I began to gently massage them, making sure not to miss one place. She glanced over at me and smiled.
"You're a great guy, Nathan Scott."
"Why because I'm rubbing your feet?"
She shook her head no and sat up, her feet still resting on my lap. "I heard what Dan said today. You could have told him the truth. You could have told him that it was Lucas who was following in his footsteps. But you didn't. You took full blame, Nathan. Why?"
I felt my heart race and my stomach fluttered. "Because…"
"You don't get to say because."
"No?"
She shook her head. "No!"
I leaned over to her and cautiously I allowed my lips to meet hers. At first she moved her lips in sync with mine. My hand caressing the back of her head, I leaned her back onto the sofa. I paused for a moment to look into her eyes. Her beautiful eyes and I wondered why I didn't notice how beautiful they were before. My lips met hers again. Then I felt her lips stop moving beneath mine. She pushed me up, she stood to her feet and turned away from me.
"Brooke?"
She raised her hand up to hush me. "Nathan, you are a great guy, but I can't do this." She walked down the hallway, slamming the door behind her to my bedroom.