Yay 200 lol. So keep them coming.
Alrightyy. So this is a very crucial chapter, i guess you could say. I understand that some of you are kind of iffyy on this, but like i've been saying, it's all gonna work out. I just wanna make this as long as possible.
Yeaa and remember when i said a couple of chapter ago that Bryle were gonna get together by chapter 30? Well a change of plans. Im gonna put a little bit more in depth chapters and other situations before i put them together. I can't give an actual chapter that they'll be together, but it's not going to be any time soon. BUt i don't know, we'll see what happens with them in the future.
Brucas is about to take a turn to nonexistant lol.
Expect Brooke to make alot of changes with her personalityy, and the things she does.
Oh and there's more accidents to come. Just a heads up on that.
I don't want you guys to be likee really shocked or something.
ENJOY AND REVIEW!!!!
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The look on her face said it all. Her eyes were squinted, confusion swirled in her eyes. And all Kyle could do was look at her apologetically.
"Wh...What?" BRooke asked.
"I am in trouble. But not like you might think. There's no drugs, so gangs, nothing like that."
"Then what does it have to do with us?"
Kyle sighed, "Okay.. I know this is gonna sound really surreal, and you might not believe me at first, but it's the truth. Just... just promise you'll listne okay?"
Brooke nodded.
"Well my great grandfather had a company, Giovanni Corps. It was a coffee business, he exported coffee through pier shipments in different towns. There were some, people, that didn't like it that he was so successful. They threatened to hurt him and his family. SO he left the cofee business, and got naother job. The company was pretty much up in the air, waiting for someone to buy it, to take over. Then my grandfather was old enough, so he took over the companyy. He did the same things, selling coffee from Greece and Italy. He was just as successful, and there were still people that wanted him gone. Grandfather was selling their companies out, and they didn't like it. They threatened him also. But he didn't back down. Things got dangerous, so grandfather hired guards, learned how to use a gun. And the Giovanni's were a known family in the coffee business. I had no idea i had a family that was like this, not until i came back for his funeral. It works like this: Since grandfather died, his 4 sons took over, my uncles. Pretty soon their sons are gonna go to college and ge tthe knowledge on how the busienss works. Then my three cousins are gonna take over. The reason i got run over the shot was because they didn't want me interfering, completing the four."
"So what does this mean? Like what is your family actually?"
"There's not other word to call it except a mob family. Dynasty more like."
Brooke stood up from her chair and paced in front of his hospital bed.
Kyle just watched her, waiting for her to blow up. He only had to wait a few more seconds before the stopped in front of him.
"Are you kidding me? So, you're saying that the reason you were shot is because you're about to take over a mob business? Are you crazy?!?! YOu're not even 18 yet!"
"Brooke, i know this sounds crazy. Believe me, if i had a choice, i wouldn't do it. I can't back down now. They already know about me. They weren't supposed to, but they do now. And they're looking for any reason to get rid of me."
"Kyle how oculd you do this? You could've been killed! Were you thinking at all when you agree dto this?"
"I don't know Brooke. I guess i wasn't. This is how the busness works. It takes sacrifices, and you're always in danger. It's just the way it is."
"Which is why we can't have anything?" BRooke stated quietly.
Kyle sat up, "Brooke, i know this is hard for you. It's killing me to do this right now. BUt... I can't have you get hurt because of me. Think about it. If you had waited a few more minutes before leaving, it could've been you in this hospital bed.You could've been dead already. This isn't what you have to go through, just to be with me."
"As easy as it is for me to just walk away, im not going to. Yeaa, i think you're way in over your head, but i'm not gonna just walk away from this. I thoguth you knew me better than that"
"I do know you better than that. But you can beg and swear up and down that nothing will happen to you, but you don't know that. My mother was far away from her family for years, so nothing would happen to her or me. But somehow, people found her, and they purposefully crashed into her car. She was murdered Brooke. And i won't have that happening to you. I can't, it's not an option for me."
"For you? What about me? You expect me to just be happy about tihs and run off and forget everything? Sorry but i don't work that way. YOu keep on talking about how you can't handle it, how you can't risk it, that it'll be better for you. But you don't know what i'll go through. YOu won't know how i feel about this. I know that you want to protect me, and i love you for that, but i can't act like we weren't about to be together."
By this point Brooke had tears streaming down her face. It killed Kyle to have to see her like this, but he couldn't act like everything was gonna be okay, because it wasn't.
"I know, and i hate having to do this to you. If this hadn't have happened to me, we would probably be together right now. But it did, and it brought be back to reality. Brooke, you're not safe as long as you're with me. All it'll do is hurt you, or kill you."
"So, where does that leave us? Friends? Nothing?"
"I don't know. I have to talk to my uncle and cousin about all this."
"Well, i'll let you get to that. And i'll let get the doctor and let him know you woke up," Brooke said standing up.
She was just about to leave when Kyle grabbed her hand.
"Brooke, don't think that i don't love you. Because i do. And that's why i'm doing this. I know it doesn't seem like it now. But i'd rather go the rest of my life without being with you than you being dead."
Brooke just shook her head and left.
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After Brooke had left, Kyle had been ambushed by his dad, his uncle, and his cousin. He was guessing that Brooke probably didn't let Nathan or anyone know he woke up. SHe was angry with him, and he didn't blame her. He didn't lead her on, that wasn't his intention at all. But this accdient, it woke him up. But he still wished he was asleep.
"Kyle, you're pretty lucky, you could've died from that accident," the doctor said as they all sat in his room.
"I know, and i'm grateful. So, how long until i can get out of here?" KYle asked.
"Well, since you've bene here for awhile, you're already healed to go home. So tomorrow."
"Great, thanks doc," Kyle said as the doctor left.
As soon as the door closed Kyle looked to his uncle.
"I think we have some things to talk about," Kyle said seriously.
Leo sighed, "Yes, i'm afraid we do. You wanna stay Michael?"
"You know, i don't wanna know what's going on with you guys. I'm just gonna go call the family and let them know Kyle's alright." ANd he left.
"So, what have you guys found out so far?"
"Well, we know for a fact it was the Rosali's. There were probably about five of their hitmen that flew down here. While you were still out of it, we checked all the recentlt rented cars from Charlotte to Raleigh, and a black Meredes was rented by Nikolas Alantro. Checked out the guy, he works for Lorenzo Rosali, the head honcho." Manny explained.
"But how did they find out i was here? I thought you guys said that they wouldn't find me?"
"That's what we thought too. Believe us, we were shocked when we found out what happened to you. Manny and i were thinking, and we couldn't really think of any reason except that they were spying on us during the whole funeral week. That's the only explanation."
"So, what are we gonna do about it?"
"We're gonna meet with them. It could get ugly, that's why you or none of your cousins are gonna be within a ten mile radius of the meeting. Maybe we could settle an agreement or something."
"But won't they try to kill you or something?" Kyle asked.
"No they won't do it. If they do, it's not like they can take over the business unless we legally sign it over to them. Plus, Lorenzo doesn't do murder, i've known him long enough."
"Well he almost killed me."
"If he did, it would've been an accident."
"Anyway, just don't worry about it Kyle. Just get better and get back to school. Let everyone else handle it. It's not like i can do anything about it either," Manny said.
"About school, does anyone else know about my gunshot wound? Except from the obvious people?"
"I don't think so. Yeaa your friends and the doctors know, but the police haven't said anything baout it yet. All they know it's just a hit and run. It should clear up pretty soon.
"There's not gonna be like a mob war is there uncle Leo?"
"There shouldn't be, but be prepared Kyle."
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Rachel felt pretty damn good. She had just gone on a completely shopping spree, practically bought everything in each boutique. Her nails and toenails were perfectly painted, and she had gone to the spa for a relaxing afternoon. Surely someone would think that she was going on a date or something. But surprisingly she wasn't. For once Rachel was doing things for her, not for guys. Yes, she liked her share of boys, but not lately. She was becoming a more independant woman, only needing herself to make her happy. And since she wanted to be happy, she needed to look good to please herself.
She parked into the driveway of her and Brooke's place. Brooke's car was parked diagonally, like she was in a rush or something. Rachel just parked on the side and picked up all her bags and unlocked the door.
The house was quiet, as if no one was there. It was a few seconds later before she heard "DAMNIT!!" being said from upstairs.
Rachel admitted her was kind of crazy, but Brooke was just weird. Especially when she was drunk, or heartbroken. And in this case, it could be both. When she first entered the room, the only clues of Brooke being there was her jacket that was thrown on her bed. The light was on in the bathroom, so she decided to check to see if she was in there.
Brooke was in the big walk in closet, with a bottle og vodka next to her. And she was throwing some of her shoes into a trashbag.
"Whore, what the hell are you doing? Those are you Jimmy Choos!!" Rachel exclaimed.
Brooke said, "I know Rachel, and i love them so much. But... I can't do this to them anymore. It wouldn't be fair," Brooke gigled.
"Okay, you're obviously drunk. What's going on?" Rachel asked, kneeling down beside her.
"Nothing Rach, i just, i can't put them through this anymore."
"Put them through what? Brooke, what's going on?"
"This Rachel! My Jimmy Choos have to walk with around with my feet in them for days at a time. Its dangerous, they could've gotten hurt! Just one mistake, or one wrong turn, and i could've lost my footing and completely broken the heel! It hasn't happened yet, but it could, which is why im getting rid of them bfore they do break." Brooke said seriously.
"Brooke---"
"But then again i love these shoes so much, i don't want to give them up. We've been through alot together. And even though i've enjoyed my Manoli Blanoks and Dior, it's always been those Jimmy Choos right there. But it's dangerous for them to be out in the open. Just the thought of it is completely breaking me. I would rather go my whole life without wearing rather than them wearing out, or their heels breaking" Brooke said sarcastically.
"Brooke--"
"And it's not likee im in the shoe business or anything! There's no shoe companies after to steal my shoes, or break them. They're not gonna get hurt right Rach? So you know what, i'm gonna keep them! I don't care about the danger, or the fact that i might grow out of them or they might break, you know why? Because they look really good on me and i love them!" Brooke exclaimed as she tipped the vodka bottle into her mouth.
On any other day, or any different circumstances, Rachel would've found this highly funny. She would've been on the floor, laughing her ass off right now. But something wasn't right. Brooke doesn't just get drunk because she feels like it, there was something bothering her. Or a more, someone.
"Hey Brooke. I agree, you stick with those shoes as long as you can. You'll never find a nicer pair than those. They're perfect for you. So, why don't you just put them away and go to bed?"
"Hmm i guess i could do that," Brooke said warily as Rachel helped her up and into bed.
"Geez girl, what has gotten into you," Rachel whispered as she left Brooke to sleep it off.
"Stupid shoes ... coffee beans .. cousins .. four ... Italyy," Brooke mumbled as Rachel closed the door.
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"YOU WHAT?!?!!"
Haley and Peyton's heads both snapped in the direction of Kyle's hospital room.
"Well this can't be good," Haley mumbled as she rubbed her belly.
"It can't be. I have a feeling it has to do with Brooke not being here." Peyton said.
"Why would you think that?"
"Think about it. Brooke's been here every single day since Kyle's been admitted. He's awake now, and she's nowhere to be found?"
"Yeaa, i get what you're saying. But what would cause her to stay away from here?"
"I don't know, but it's probably what Kyle's telling Nathan right now. But it's probably bad, Lucas better watch out," Peyton joked.
"Actually, Brooke and Lucas are kind of not talking. Luke called me and told me that him and Brooke got into a fight about something, but he wouldn't tell me."
"Damn."
"I know."
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"Alright, so let me get this straight. You're gonna join the business alongside three of your other cousins. The people who shot you were your family's enemy, and the accident wasn't an accident. Correct?"
"Right," Kyle said. Nathan was pacing in the same spot Brooke had been earlier.
"And you didnt' know about all this until you were at Virginia. Whoever shot you weren't supposed to know you were here, but they ended up finding out anyway. Brooke's not here because you told her you couldn't be with her after the incident that happened. She got angry, and left. Am i right?"
"Yup," Kyle sighed.
"Damn, this is so messed up," Nathan said sitting down.
"Tell me about it. I'm the one in tihs mess. I'm thinking about asking my uncle if i can step back from all of this."
"You should, if it's an option for you. We all know Brooke would be happy."
"I'm not too sure about that. She told me she didn't care if i was in this position, she wanted to be with me anyway. I turned her down, said i wans't gonna let that happen. She left, and if i all of a sudden drop out and come back to her, she's not gonna act like nothing happened Nate."
"I know, it's gonna take some time for her to open up to you again, but at least she will."
"Yea, i hope you're right."
"Sorry about yelling earlier. I never expected this to be happening," Nathan laughed.
Kyle smiled, "Yeaa neither did i. Haley and Peyton probably heard you from all the way to the waiting room."
"Probably. Are you gonna let them know what's going on?"
"I don't think so. No need to worry them about tihs, and the less that know the better."
"This could get ugly couldn't it?" Nathan asked sriously.
"You have no idea Nate."
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Waking up to a splitting headache wasn't something that Brooke liked. Sure, the hours before it were amazing, but the aftermath wasn't so hot. Brooke squinted her eyes to read her alarm clock. 8:37. She had been asleep for four hours!
Brooke slowly got out of bed, trying to not make any sudden movements. HOlding onto the banister, she walked cautiously down the steps.
Rachel was sitting in the living room, a bowl of popcorn on her lap and a beer on the cofee table.
"Awake Drunken Beauty," Rachel smirked.
Brooke grunted before plopping down on the couch next to her.
"Shut up."
"You're lucky i found you sooner. You were just about to throw away your Jimmy Choos."
'"Yes, i vaguely remember doing that," Brooke moaned.
"You wanna tell me about it?" Rachel asked.
"Not really, but i think you could guess the person who caused me to almost throw them away."
"Kyle?"
"Yup. It's just not fair. One minute we're gonna be together, and the next we're not."
"Well since you're not gonna tell me, i respect that. But you gotta let him come to his senses. He did just wake up from unconsciousness."
"I don't think so Rachel. This is the real deal this time. I guess i just have to accept it."
"Sorry sweetie, but just know that Kyle loves you, he wouldn't be doing this unless he thought it was what's best for you.
"Yeaa, if only he knew that the best thing for me is him."
"He will."
"Thanks Bitch."
"Anytime Whore."
"So what are we watching?"
"General Hospital re runs."
"UUUUGGGGHHHH," Brooke moaned as she stuck her head under a pilow
"What?" Rachel asked, "This is the part when Jason tells Sam that they can't be together because of his business."
"That's it!" Brooke yelled, "I'll be upstairs watching The Real World."
"Alright fine you whore!"
"Rachel i would go easy on the popcorn. You don't wanna have to have lipo again would you?"
"Yea you're right, i don't wanna look like you."
Brooke flicked her off before disappearing upstairs.
"I love you too!!!" Rachel yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Ahhh my head. Stop yelling!" Brooke whined.
Rachel just laughed and focused back on the tv.