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Chapter Seven
"Brooke?" Lucas was literally stunned.
"Lucas, why do I feel so awful?"
"Brooke.." It was the only word he could even manage to get out.
"Lucas, it's me. What is up? Why am I in a hospital bed?"
Just then Nathan and Haley came into the room.
"Naley!" Brooke tried to yell out. Her throat was killing her.
"Oh...My...God." Haley gasped.She dropped her cell phone, and it shattered into pieces.
"Brooke.." Lucas tried again.
"What is going on, guys? You're acting like you're speaking to a dead girl!"
Nathan realized he needed to take some control. "Brooke, you've been in a coma...for two years now."
"Ha ha, funny Nate. What is it April fools? You guys even put me in a hospital! This one's really good."
"Brooke, do you remember the accident at all?" Haley managed to get out.
As soon as Haley mentioned 'accident' it hit her like a ton of bricks. All the images and memories came back to her. She remembered the headlights and the car crashing into her. She remembered being the ambulance and hearing the paramedics voices. The bright lights all around her. Followed by the darkness. That awful darkness. She remembered hearing voices. Her friends voices, and how awful it was because she couldn't talk back. Tears filled her eyes.
"Yes." she whispered. She looked over at Lucas, he looked like he was about to break down any minutes. He looked up at her with heavy eyes.
"Lucas.." she said, and grabbed his hand. Her touch sent shivers up and down his spine. She smiled sweetly at him.
'I'm such an idiot!' he thought. He had waited for this moment for two years. He had even prepared a speech for this moment, and now the only thing he could say was:
"Brooke" he smiled back at her.
"BROOKE?" they all heard Peyton scream behind them. She collapsed but luckily Jake was behind her. Once she was stable again, Peyton started to walk out. She was scared. Scared Brooke only remembered from before the accident. Scared she was mad Peyton was even there. Scared she hadn't heard her confession a few night's ago.
Brooke knew that she should be angry with Peyton. The last thing she could fully remember was them fighting at Nathan and Haley's wedding. And hearing Peyton tell Lucas she loved him in the hospital. But for some reason she wasn't angry. Was it because Jake was here? And then she realized that Peyton's voice was one of the voices she heard in the darkness, and something was telling her it was ok now.
"P. Sawyer! Get your scrawny butt back in here!" she said as loud as she could, holding out her free arm as if she were expecting a hug.
Peyton stopped and turned around. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she had the biggest smile on her face. She ran back in the room, went to Brooke's bedside, and practically fell into her arms. "I'm so sorry Brooke." she said through the tears.
"It's ok Peyton. Hoes over bros?" she said with a smile. She held out her fist.
"Buds over studs." Peyton replied.
Brooke realized that her hand was still holding Lucas'. He hadn't said anything but her name since she woke up. He didn't look like he was able to say much more than that.
"Ok, guys was I really out for two years?
"Yeah, Brooke. It's been so awful without you though." Haley said softly.
"Oh I know you missed me Tutorwife. Who else can give as good as fashion advice as me... Oh god... I'm so behind." she joked.
Karen and Keira entered the room.
"Karen?" Brooke said excitedly.
"Mommy the pwincess is awake!" Brooke didn't know this little girl. She had the same blue eyes as Lucas, and realized Karen must have had another child. But who with? Wow, maybe she really had been out for two years.
"Ok, guys. I'm so glad you're all here, but this is weird. Why are you all here at the same time?" as soon as she said that Brooke's parents entered the room. Her mother was carrying a vase filled with roses, something someone must have left for Brooke. When she caught sight of Brooke being awake, she had the same reaction as Haley and dropped the vase, which shattered all over the ground.
"Mom? Dad? What are you guys doing here?" she asked excitedly. Lucas was right when he said she missed them. She always missed them when they were gone, and was always excited when they were around, well if they weren't fighting that is.
"Uh" her mother started.
"We're here to visit you, Brooke." her father finished. Lucas wasn't sure why, but the statement angered him. They acted like they had been there, hoping and praying for her, for the last two years. Brooke quickly noticed something had bothered him.
"Lucas, are you ok?"
"Oh course I am, Brooke. You're awake. I've never been better." he said honestly. A smile even came back to his face. He squeezed her hand just to reassure her. She smiled in response.
Brooke's father had left, but came back quickly with a doctor.
"Can everyone clear out for a few minutes? I would like to speak to Brooke and her parents for a few moments." the doctor announced.
Lucas didn't want to leave. Not now that she was finally awake. But she smiled at him, squeezed his hand letting him know it was ok. So everyone cleared out so the doctor could speak to the Davis family. Karen and Keira returned to Lucas' apartment, promising to stop by the next day. The rest of them waited in the waiting room for about thirty minutes when they noticed the doctor leave, shortly followed by Brooke's parents.
"We're going to go take care of a few things," they said, not really to anyone in particular.
They all went back into Brooke's room, anxious to speak to her again. They spent hours laughing and catching up on what was called "Tree Hill Drama." Brooke explained that she would have to stay in the hospital for another week or so to rehabilitate her muscles and strength. She was completely excited by the fact that she was in New York, and promised a shopping trip with Peyton and Haley as soon as she could walk again.
"You guys, it's so weird having my parents here. They're being so awesome." Lucas stiffened up. He hadn't left her side, and had continued to hold her hand. Brooke continued, "They're even letting me move in with them until I get stable on two feet again!" Lucas was saddened that she wouldn't be staying with him." It's like I actually have parents. I'm just glad to know they've been here for me all along, ya know? It's so different from how things used to be." she was genuinely happy until she noticed how awkward everyone suddenly got.
"Ok, seriously what is up? she asked. Everyone kinda passed shy glances to each other, no one really knowing what to say.
"Ok, I've always been the blunt one of the group," Peyton started. "Brooke, the reason we were all here today because your parents made the decision to end your life support. We all tried so hard to convince them otherwise, but they were set on it. It's a miracle you woke up today. I'm sorry Brooke, they haven't even been here with you the whole time. It's been us."
Brooke had tears in her eyes.
"Brooke-" Lucas started to console her.
"No, it's ok. I guess I actually believed they cared for once, ya know? It doesn't make anything different" she said through her tears. "You guys were always my family anyways." Lucas sat onto her bed and pulled her into a hug.
They continued to talk until it was really late. They already been warned twice by the nurses to leave, and knew that it was time to go. None of them wanted to leave her, afraid tomorrow she might not be here, and that this entire day had been a dream. One by one they all said goodbye. Nathan and Haley left first, followed by Peyton and Jake.
"Well, pretty girl" Lucas said softly "I guess this is good-"
"You're not going to stay?" she asked sweetly.
"Of course I am." He responded with a smile. She scooted over as he came back and laid on the bed. She buried her head into his chest, and he put his arm around her.
"I don't know why I'm so tired" she said yawning. "I've been sleeping for two years!"
Lucas laughed quietly as she scooted even closer to him. For the first time in a long, everything felt right again.
"Goodnight, Broody" she whispered, clearly already falling to sleep.
"Goodnight, Pretty Girl."
