Heyy!!! Hope everyone is having a lovely day today. I decided to update today and post chapter 12. And yes, the drama continues lol. For all of you that reviewed, thank you so much!! The reviews were so sweet and for those with questions, I hope this chapter answers them for you. Now, I'll shut up so you can read. Enjoy!!

Previously,

Brooke got out of the bed and put on her robe. She started walking towards the door in search of some clue to where she was.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. A smile formed on Brook's face. He was in the bathroom this whole time! Why didn't I check there before? God, what have I lost my memory or something? Expecting her husband, she turned around. The sight however was quite far from her expectations. The opposite, actually.

"Nathan?!?!"

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Brooke stood shocked, staring at the figure in front of her. Nathan? Nathan Scott? Her brother-in-law? She slept with her husband's brother? Again?!

"Morning, Brooke. You okay?" he asked nonchalantly.

How could he be so calm? "What's going on? How did we have sex?!"

His face fell. What was going on? "Brooke, what are you talking about? What's going on?"

"I don't know! You tell me!" What was going on?? And why am I with Nathan?

"Brooke, what's the last thing you remember?"

"Ummm…I came over to your house after that big fight with Lucas about Shelly." How the hell is this relevant? Did we have sex because I was sad or something?

"Think harder. Do you remember anything else?" he pleaded. How could she not remember the past weeks? And this morning?

She closed her eyes and tried thinking really really hard. Seconds, then minutes, then what seemed to be forever passed when finally, Brooke opened her eyes and looked up, her face illustrating shock and realization. Something in her brain that hadn't clicked since the accident, clicked. "There was an accident…it was horrible…" her face contorted as if in pain. "I was running really hard…then I saw this flash and then I screamed…everything went black. I was trying to get away from everything…the pain, the tension, the problems…and you."

Nathan felt like a lump was forming on this throat. He felt like he couldn't breath. She was running away from him. From him

"Words and hearts should be handled with care for words when spoken and hearts when broken are the hardest things to repair" -Anonymous

"Brooke, can you remember anything after the accident??" He had to know if she remembered these past weeks.

"Yeah…I can remember mostly everything…some stuff is a bit hazy at best but most of it is clear." She sat on the edge of the bed.

"Do you…" he started but was cut off by the young brunette.

"Yeah, I do," she said as she looked down. So she did remember this morning…where does that leave me?, Nathan thought.

Then Nathan asked the one question that had been eating him up inside. "Brooke…why were you running away from me that day? I know I shouldn't have tried to kiss you, but…"

"You're damn right you shouldn't have tried to kiss me! I'm married, Nathan. To your brother. And I know things between you and Haley didn't work out, but Lucas is such a good husband. I've been the one that got pregnant with his brother's baby, almost kissed his brother, and then had sex with his brother. Again!" She jumped up again, fury evident.

This pissed off Nathan. "Then where the hell was he Brooke? Where was he when you were trying to regain your memory? Where is he now? If he's such a good husband, then why wasn't he with you through not just the good but the bad too? Huh?" Nathan knew he shouldn't be screaming at her like this. She had just regained her memory. She was probably overwhelmed and confused, but he was so sick of people defending Lucas. And remembering the sight of that poor girl in the hospital, confused and crying just broke his heart even more.

Brooke was left speechless. Finally she spoke up. "I don't know Nathan. I really don't know. But I'm not surprised that the revelation about Shelly drove him away."

She sounded so broken and hollow. He started to feel ashamed for throwing his anger about Lucas towards her.

"Anger is just a cowardly extension of sadness. It's a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you're hurt" –Tom Gates

She continued to speak, more to herself, then anything. "I'm the cheater Nate. If I hadn't come over that one night, then he would be here for me." And there wouldn't even have been an accident since I wouldn't have ever tried to kiss you, he thought. "And I'm the one that's feeling all these things, things that I shouldn't be feeling, but I am. So that makes me the cheater not him."

Nathan's head perked up. What was she feeling? "Brooke, what are you feeling?"

She hesitated for a moment. Should she tell him? Things were already screwed as it is. She had already reached rock bottom. What the heck, what harm could it do now? "What am I feeling? I'm feeling things that I shouldn't be feeling, Nate! Butterflies in my stomach. My heart beating like it's going to explode out of my chest. An inevitable feeling of extreme attraction. Intense passion like nothing ever before. The whole nine yards! I feel like I'm falling in love all over again…." She looked up, gazed into his eyes, and quietly whispered the last part. "And it's all because of you."

It was his turn now to be speechless.

"It makes no difference how deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outlook how muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization of love will dissolve it all" -Anonymous

And then, as if on cue, they heard the front door open and a familiar voice exclaim, "Nathan, Brooke honey, I'm back!"

There you have it…the end of chapter 12! Hope you enjoyed it!! PLEASE R&R!!!!! Thanks: )