Okay sorry for the long wait. School just started for me like two days ago and it's already kicking my ass lol, so yea i haven't been on in a couple of days. But thanks for all the reviews from the last chapter, i know it's been like 2 weeks since it's been posted or whatever but just thanking you guys for it.
So we're winding down to the last few chapters, and im still trying to decide how im going to do all this. Do I wanna break down the ending into two chapters? Or do i just want to have one long ass chapter? So if you guys have some ideas or preferals, just let me know as soon as you can. As some of you may know i have two other fics, and When the Smoke Settles is getting alot of great reviews from people. It's just starting to get good, so check it out. I know i've been saying that for weeks, but just so you haven't forgotten lol.
I'm kind of accepting any ideas you guys might have for the sequel. I haven't figured out the title or when im going to post it, but probably not for awhile because of school. And if i were to make a new story, it would be on a Saturday or a late Friday because i have absolutely not time to update during the week. So if you guys have anything you want to happen or what you expect, let me know so i have a more clear idea, and build off that.
Realizing that basically everyone always wants me to update soon, which i have no problem, as long as i have the time, i don't really have an idea for this chapter. So Kyle and Brooke are still getting a 'talking to' by everyone around them. Brooke got an insight from Jake of all people, didn't really help her that much, but it made her realize that she doesn't need to have a perfect speech to get the guy. Lucas now knows that he has no chance with Brooke anymore, and that he can't do anything to stop Kyle and Brooke from being together. Brooke goes back to school and tries to get one without having the urge to cry, along w/ the help of Nathan and Peyton. Kyle has a conversation w/ Whitey, that should be interesting. Enjoy and Review!!!
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Chapter 46: I Told You My Heart Was Troubled.
If tantrums were exceptable for 18 year old seniors, Brooke would've been on the floor, banging her feet and kicking anybody that came remotely close to touching her. There was absolutely no way she thought that going back to school would make her feel more in the swing of things. One being the fact that she still had to take her medication every three hours. Another being that she wouldn't talk to Kyle like she was so accustomed to during school. Just her luck, she had basically all her classes with him.
She had been staring at herself in the mirrior for the past five minutes, not really knowing why but just doing it because it was something to do. Rachel was in the walk in closet, figuring out what to wear, where as Brooke was limited to what she wore. Her ribs hadn't healed up completely, so she settled for a A&F white elbow length cotton shirt and her favorite ripped jeans along with her white heels. Her hair was poofed in the front with her bangs and the rest of her hair was scrunched to wavy perfection, and don't get her started on her flawless makeup.
"Damn, for someone who looked like shit for the past week you look pretty good," Rachel commented, walking out in jeans and one of her many revealing tank tops.
"Why thank you slut. You're looking whore-ish as usual," Brooke smirked.
"Alright, so I only went easy on you because you were in the hospital, but now that you're out, I don't have to be nice to you."
"Mmhmm whatever Rach. So are you ready?" Brooke asked, walking out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
"Oh don't worry about me. The question is, are you ready?" Rachel asked seriously.
Brooke sighed, "I guess I sort of have to be ready."
"Brooke it might not be as bad as you think," Rachel said, trying to make her friend feel a little more better.
"Rachel I highly doubt that. I have to sit through 5 period with Kyle somewhere near me," Brooke explained as the trio walked out the door and into Brooke's car.
"Well who says there's going to be a confrontation, there might not be."
"But that's the thing, if we don't talk or if he doesn't even look at me, how's that going to make me feel?"
"Alright now that you put it that way, I know what you mean," Rachel said and leaned back in her seat. After about two minutes, Rachel's head shot up from the seat and grabbed Brooke's arm, which was still on the steering wheel.
"Rachel! What the hell's your problem?" Brooke asked, trying to get her arm out of Rachel's grasp.
"Brooke, you're not supposed to be driving! You like, just got out of the hospital!" Rachel exclaimed.
Brooke rolled her eyes, "And you're just realizing that now?" she said, pulling into the school campus.
"I would've noticed it sooner if I hadn't been talking about you bring back," Rachel grumbled, getting out of the car.
"No offense, but you might be a horrible mother," Brooke laughed, as she locked her car.
"Oh I know I won't," Rachel laughed as they stopped in front of the school right where it happened.
There was absolutely not evidence that anything ever happened there, except the tire marks. It was hard to believe that the accident was only 2 weeks ago. Alot of stuff had happened after that, and it wasn't necessarily good.
"I'm going to ask you again, are you ready for this?" Rachel asked.
"No," Brooke said honestly. "But I have to do it anyway."
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"Brooke's coming back to school today?" Nathan said as he came up to Kyle at his locker.
"Really?" Kyle asked, trying to act like nothing was wrong. Call him an ass, but he wasn't looking forward to today. He was glad that Brooke was back at school, which meant she was better, but he really didn't want to have to see her all day, but then he did. It was complicated, that was all he knew at the moment.
Then there was the fact that Kyle was still curious as to what had happened to Brooke that night. Had she gone out and got drunk and slept with some random stranger? Or had she stayed at home and gone to bed, like he hoped she would? This would've all been easier, but he hadn't talked to her since then, if you wanna call that talking. Nobody had mentioned anything about it, so for now Kyle hoped that it wasn't the first one.
"Yup, so that should be interesting."
"Yeah I guess," Kyle shrugged.
Nathan rolled his eyes, "Alright fine, let's act like this is not something big."
"Nate it's not. I'm glad that Brooke's coming back, so why should it be this huge thing that everybody's freaking out over?"
"In case you haven't noticed, we ALL know about you and Brooke and everyone's just waiting for you guys to have some sort of awkward confrontation," Nathan explained.
"I wish everybody would just stop doing that. It's bad enough that I have to go however long without talking to Brooke, and now I have everybody on my tail, just waiting for me to slip up or something," Kyle said, shutting his locker.
Nathan listened to his best friend. Sometimes it frustrated him that Kyle thought he was the only one under surveillance, Brooke was too. It might not be as obvious at the moment, but it was only a matter of time before the halls were invaded by whisperings of the queen of THH being back.
"How do you think Brooke feels? Everybody already knows that she broke up with Lucas, and now trying to find some way to be with you. Plus nobody's seen her since before the accident. She's just as bad off as you are."
"Alright you do have a point there. But it freaking kills me that I have to see her everyday and not be able to even look at her without bolting. I know that i initiated this whole arrangement, but I thought it was the right thing. And now I don't know if I should've just left everything alone," Kyle said, collapsing into his seat.
"I don't blame you for wanting some answers. But the fact of the matter is that the ball has been in your court for way too long, and now you're second guessing yourself because Brooke isn't exactly very good at this." Take it for Nathan to turn everything into a basketball theory.
"Yeah I know what you're saying. I just don't know how to get around this feeling that she might never know what she wants."
"She already knows that she wants you. She's just having a little trouble figuring out how to get you," Nathan emphasized.
"Now I'm confused. Brooke had me from the beginning, and I never made that a secret to her. So why would she be trying to figure out how to get me?"
"Hmm I don't know, because the last time she talked to her, you were still pissed about that freaking note!" Nathan said sarcasitcally.
Kyle tensed up at just the mention of it. It wasn't the note itself that bothered him, come to think of it he didn't know why it bothered him so much. Maybe it was the way he found it, or maybe he was just looking for a reason to be mad.
"You're right, I was pissed, and believe it or not I had a right to be."
"Maybe then, but Lucas and Brooke are broken up now, so that should just not be an issue."
"I wish it wasn't, but to me it still is, and I can't figure out why. It's like I want to forget about it and focus on trying to get Brooke to know that I wanna be with her more than anything, but whenever I think about it I just can't shake that scared feeling that she could have doubts or something."
"Looks like Brooke's not the only one with insecurity problems," Nathan said knowingly.
"I don't think she was ever the only one."
Nathan looked toward the door when he saw Brooke making her way in and his his eyes widened like saucers. "Uhmm, so what are you going to do when Brooke walks in?"
Kyle shrugged, "I don't know. I guess act like I didn't notice her, talk to you, I really don't know."
"Well, you might want to keep on looking this way, because Brooke's about to enter the room in about 3 seconds."
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Well, this was definitely a way to start her morning on her first day back. It wasn't until she reached her locker, glancing longingly at Kyle's, that she realized she had first period with him. Sure, they had alot of classes together, but she figured she could spent first period thinking about what she was going to do when the time came for her to be in close proximity with him. Looks like she had to think fast.
"Hey, what's up?" Peyton said, walking up to Brooke's locker. She had been at her own locker, observing Brooke. First she went to daydreaming, then to some kind of realization, then miserable all in a matter of five seconds.
"I just realized I have first period with Kyle, and I don't even know what I'm going to do," Brooke explained as she rummaged through her locker.
Peyton grimaced, "Oh, yeah that doesn't sound too good."
"Yep, and better yet, the bell rings in like, 2 minutes, and I haven't even came up with a game plan."
"There shouldn't have to be one. Just be calm and collected, don't even talk to him," Peyton explained.
"Oh like that's easy, he sits next to me basically every class. And then this morning I heard little freshman sluts telling each other about my 'dilemma.' Can you freaking believe that? Now the whole school knows that Brooke Davis is afraid of expressing her feelings in front of guys. I mean, it's not like i had a problem doing it physically, but--"
"Brooke, chill out," Peyton interrupted. "Why should you care what freshmans think? You're the senior class president, head cheerleader, and by far the most popular girl in school. And don't even mention your slut faze, because that's over and done with. You're a different person now. So what if you have a problem saying how you feel? Everyone does."
"I know that everyone does, I just don't want it broadcasted to the whole school," Brooke mumbled.
"Well that comes with being you. You're supposed to be used to it by now, and now that you're not, it means that this is something real. Another reason of the list of reasons Why Brooke Davis Should Just Come Out and Tell Kyle She Loves Him List."
Brooke smirked, "You have a list for that?"
"Of course. I've been following you and Kyle ever since he got here, and the list just keeps on adding up," Peyton said proudly.
"You'll have to let me read it sometime," Brooke said just as the bell rang for first period.
"Looks like it's not going to be now. Just relax," Peyton said as she walked off to class.
"Great," Brooke mumbled under her breath as she made her way to class. She stopped right in the doorway when she saw Kyle turned around, talking to Nathan about something, she couldn't hear. All she could think about was how to slip in without him acknowledging her.
Nathan looked up just in time to see Brooke, who quickly shook her head. She guessed he knew what she meant, so he continued to talk to Kyle so Brooke could slide into her seat without him seeing her. Well, until he turned around, but she wouldn't be able to see his face then.
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"She's, she's what?" Kyle stuttered, his neck threatening to turn around.
"She's about to come into the classroom and sit in front of you as quietly as she can to try to avoid you seeing her. So unless you want the awkward stare that you were talking about, I suggest you keep on acting like you're talking to me," Nathan explained quietly.
Kyle sighed, "That's kind of hard for her. Even if you didn't tell me she was coming, I still would've known she was there." Then all of a sudden he felt a gust of wind hit the back of his neck, and then the familiar smell of Victoria's Secret Pink perfume reaching his notrils and snaring his senses.
"What are you talking about?" Nathan asked, confused.
"I don't know, it's like I know when she's around. Like I sense her or something. Then there's the fact that I know the exact perfume and shampoo she wears," Kyle explained, all of a sudden embarassed that he knew all this stuff about her. Really, who knows all that?
"Wow, you got it bad man," Nathan laughed as the second bell rang and the teacher walked in.
Kyle reluctantly turned in his seat and was met with Brooke's hair exactly 5 inches from his face. He hadn't seen her in a week, and suddenly he wished she would turn around, even just a little bit, just to make sure she was okay. But he knew that wouldn't happen because Brooke was just as nervous as he was about going through the day seeing each other, and not being able to say anything.
So the class droaned on, and the more it did, the more reckless Kyle became. He actually resuted into taking notes in class instead of well, writing notes to Brooke. She had continued to not turn around, actually she acted like he wasn't there, and Kyle wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Bad thing because he really wanted to see her. Good thing because maybe all their classes could be like this, more easier. Maybe not.
Which was why he was relieved when he heard the bell rang. He didn't know if he should get up first and go out through the back, or if he should just wait for Brooke to get up and leave before leaving slowly behind her. The first one sounded kind of rude, and plus he would have to see her anyway, he had books to put away in his locker.'
She swiftly picked up her messenger bag and slung it over her shoulder before heading towards the exit. But Nathan just had to open his mouth.
"Hey Brooke!" Nathan called after her, walking through desks to where Brooke was.
Instinctively, she turned around, and bam, there was Kyle, standing there like a deer caught in headlights. First he saw shock on her face, then it was replaced by nervousness before turning to Nathan with a friendly smile on her face.
Kyle didn't know if Nathan did it intentionally or he really wasn't paying attention. But whatever it was, didn't hide the fact that this was definitely going to be harder than he thought.
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Nathan just had to call out to her. Why couldn't he meet her at her locker and talk to her then? Why oh why did she have to turn around and be met with the gorgeous hazel eyes that of Kyle Sammet? And most of all, was Nathan braindead or something?
"Okay not to be mean or anything, but why the hell did you just do that?" Brooke asked as she opened her locker combination.
Nathan sighed, "Okay I know that it probably wasn't a good idea to call your name when Kyle was still in the room, but I completely forgot okay? I didn't realize it until you turned around with a weird look on your face."
"It's okay Nathan. It's just that I really didn't want to have to see him, which was something I wanted to avoid all day."
"Well, don't you think maybe it's a good thing you have?" Nathan asked. "I mean, you haven't seen him in what, a week? I'm sure you missed him alot, and maybe seeing him will make you realize that you need him in your life, and that you need to tell him that."
"Nathan, I'll tell him when I'm ready. And right now I'm definitely not ready seeing that I can't even look at him without my stomach dropping."
Nathan nodded understandably, he of all people knew what that felt like. "Okay well I got to get to the gym, but I'll see you later okay?"
"Alright," Brooke said as Nathan rounded the corner. Right now she didn't know if she should be pissed of relieved. To Nathan it all made sense, but to her it just added more worries onto her plate at the moment. And it was just about to get alot more big.
Because Kyle had went ahead to the gym, then turned around to put his stuff away in his locker to try to avoid Brooke. Unfortunately for him, she was still at her locker.
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So it was kind of dorky and totally stupid to walk to the gym, hang around for a few seconds, and then disappear only to go back to where he came from. It must have been really important for him to have done that, and in this case it was. He didn't want to have to actually see see Brooke, if that made sense. And being in close proximity to her just made things all the more harder and just, complicated.
But not only was the avoidance plan dorky and stupid, it was also pointless because Brooke was still at her locker when Kyle had turned the corner. He stopped dead in his tracks, wondering if she had planned on staying behind, or she had just lost track of time. But he really didn't have time for that because she had turned around and looked at him dead in the eye. And if you had ever been looked at by Brooke Davis, you would know that above everything it made you feel, the first and strongest would always be the nervousness shooting through every part of your body.
And Kyle just happend to be in love with Brooke Davis, so it was safe to say that he was screwed. So, he did the only thing he could think of. He turned around and walked the other way, not even bothering to say anything to her, or even smile at her. It was just too hard.
He felt bad, but this was all just too much for someone like Kyle, who wore his heart on his sleeve. He expected to hear the clacking of her heels, walking after him to confess her undying love for her, or maybe even a little shiffle, at least she was emotionally abled.
But none of that happened. Actually, that wasn't even close. And personally Kyle should've known better than to think that would happen, sure, only in his dreams.
All he heard was a bitter laugh, and he knew he had pissed Brooke off in some way. And it was pretty obvious as to what that thing was.
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It felt like it had been years since she had seen Kyle face to face again. He was definitely more reserved than before, that was obvious. She felt her stomach sink again, because she knew that Kyle wouldn't want to talk to her, let alone be near her. He was still hurt, that was a given, but she never expected him to just turn around and walk away.
That was never Kyle's style. He didn't just walk away from the people that hurt him. He had basically been Brooke's punching bag for years, but he never shut her out or ignored her. It wasn't like him, and she wasn't herself either. But her temper never strayed far.
Sure, she could understand why he would be a little hesitant in talking to her let alone being close, but he still could've just went to his locker, put his shit away, and then left. Before he was just avoiding her, now he was avoiding her like he really didn't like her or want to be around her anymore than he had to.
She really couldn't help but laugh. Like after all this time, all thess confusing emotions and heartbreaks, he couldn't even look her in the eye without running away.
"So this is how it's going to be?" Kyle stopped midstep and turned sideways, once again still not facing her completely.
"Brooke I don't want to fight with you..."
"Yeah? Well it's a little late for that. If you don't want to talk to me, fine. But don't walk around acting like you can't bare to be within ten feet of me."
"It's not like that okay?! I just don't want there to be any awkward stuff," Kyle said dumbly.
"Of course it's going to be awkward. You told me that you didn't want to see or talk to me until I figured out what I want, and now we have to see each other everday. No matter what happens or what way you turn it, it's going to be awkward. But Kyle you know me better than to think that I'm going to make you feel bad about this or something."
"Then what are you doing right now? Brooke I don't want it to be this way, but when I said we should spend some time apart, I meant it."
"Well don't just walk away from me!" Brooke exclaimed, slamming her locker shut. "I mean, am I that horrible that much of a liability that you have to turn the other way every time I'm within walking distance?"
"Don't do that. Brooke you have no idea how hard it is to see you and not be able to do anything. It sucks everytime I have to sit near you, and we go on like we're strangers. So don't try to act like you're nothing to me. I hate that it has to be this way."
"Well you did this! You're the one who got mad and you're the one who said we shouldn't talk anymore. So if you hate it so much look to yourself, because it was your decision."
"I wouldn't have been so mad if I hadn't have found that stupid paper!" Kyle yelled out.
"And once again, I was confused okay?! God, can't you just let that go? Alot's happened since then and I really don't think that it gives you a reason to avoid me."
"Oh really, because in case you haven't noticed, it has everything to do with it! Because of what was written there, I'm freaking out! And maybe I shouldn't be but I really can't help it because I keep on wondering if you're just going to run back to Lucas."
"Okay at first I was hurt but now I'm completely offended. I mean, hello?!?! I broke up with the guy didn't I? I broke up with somebody that loved me and would give me the world, becaues I couldn't love him like that, not anymore. Because stupid me I fell for some jerk who always wants to keep me at arms length!"
Kyle stared straight ahead, finally realizing what had been bothering him all along. Brooke had only said 'i love you' once to him, and that was way before he even knew how he felt about her. Not once had she said that. It was always 'i fell for you' or 'i wanna be with you. But sure he already knew that, but did she really love him?
"Brooke do you love me?" Kyle asked suddenly, looking at her.
She recoiled, confused. "What?"
"You always say how you want to be with me, or that i'm the one, but I've never heard you say you love me. And I don't know if it's because you don't or because you can't."
Brooke thought about this. He was right, she had never went all out and said she loved him, but it wasn't like she didn't want to. Of course she wanted to tell him that she couldn't even go through five minutes without thinking about him. And whenever he smiles at her she suddenly forgets her name. She wanted to scream out to the world that she was in love with the greatest person in the world. But she couldn't, and the reason was yet to be discovered.
She shrugged, feeling like the biggest loser in the world. "I can't."
"Why not?" Kyle asked frustratingly. "I've told you millions of times, and everytime you just smile at me and I've just never heard you say it the way that I want you to mean it. Not as a friend, but like seriously in love with someone. But you can't say it?"
"Kyle it's not like I don't want to! I just, I can't," Brooke said, trying to avoid Kyle's gaze now that he was inches away from her face. She could tell he was upset, wayy upset, but she couldn't tell him what he wanted to hear, not matter how much she wanted to make things easier. She couldn't.
He stepped back, staring off into the lockers, trying to find the answer sprawled across the metal. "Brooke, if you can't say that you love me, maybe you're not ready yet. And I don't want to be with someone who doesn't love me whole heartedly."
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Was it possible to just completely not know what you felt, and then when the opportunity was gone, then you rememebered it? It's like when you're taking a test. You studied the question all night, but the morning you take it, it completely slips your mind, and you don't even remember studying it in the first place. Then comes the results, when you look through what you missed and realized that you had that question the night before, so what happened?
Brooke knew perfectly well that she wanted to be with Kyle, that she was in love with him. But to say it made it seem bigger than anything in this world. And Brooke didn't like not having control over things. Call it a male thing, but that was the way she was. She didn't like committments, they were actually her phobia. And apparently she didn't like the 'L' word either. She didn't have a problem saying it to Peyton or Haley, hell she even said it to Lucas, when they were already broken up.
So what was the deal with Kyle? Was she scared to say it because of the fear of getting burned again? Or was it because she really didn't know? She was pretty sure she knew that she loved him, but when it came the time to actually say it, she somewhat froze. It was like she completely forgot what she had thought about for the past week and what she'd been thinking about. It had all just went away, and she was back to two weeks before, still indecisive and as screwed up as she could remember.
Her first conversation with Kyle face to face since being home and it was a complete mess. Brooke always thought that the next time she would talk to Kyle she would be telling him how she felt, not leaving anything out. But like always, things never went Brooke's way. Oh no, someone was always out to get her, and whenever she screwed up, they were eating popcorn and laughing from wherever they were.
But until she figured out how to get out of this maze she was constructed herself, there would be no Kyle and no saying the 'L' word to him, since he was already more pissed than before. How could the most easiest thing be so hard.
SHe was starting to understand what Jake had meant. Brooke could say the most sweetest thing, even try to justify herself, but if she couldn't say the thing that counted the most, the whole thing was useless. Fluff.
Then came her conversation with Nate the other day as well. It wasn't always easy saying how you feel, especially in front of the person that counts more than anything. And if you can't channel those things away from you, you're screwed to say the least.
As she sat in the library, Brooke thought about what else she could possibly do to mess things up. And then she came to the conclusion that she couldn't screw up any more than she was already doing. She didn't want help. She didn't want advice. All she wanted was to be able to tell Kyle that she loved him. Easier said than done.
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"Kyle come in here for a second," Whitey's worn voice called from his office.
Kyle had just entere the gym and began changing when Whitey had called him. He really didn't feel like talking to anybody, let alone his coach. He wasn't in the mood, and he just needed to be left alone. But Whitey needed to talk to him, and he had to go.
"Yeah Coach?" Kyle asked lightly as he stepped into the office.
"So what's this I hear about you and Ms. Davis?" Whitey asked curiously, sitting in his swivel chair with a mug on his desk.
Kyle slouched, beginning to get really irritated with his life. "I thought this was about something else."
"Yeah? Well it's not. So sit your butt down so we can talk about this," Whitey said sternly. Normally he wouldn't take such a personal interest into students' affairs, but in this case he thought he should know more about it. When dealing with these kids, you never knew what was true or not.
"There's nothing to talk about Whitey," Kyle said, dead set of trying to get out of this. The last thing he wanted to do was yell at his coach.
"Fine, i'll talk, you listen. I've been hearing some things, actually, alot of things. What's this I hear about you and Ms. Davis not seeing each other anymore? Something about a piece of paper and then I heard something this mroning about this agreement, that you in fact initiated."
"Okay no offense Coach, but it really isn't any of your business what goes on between me and Brooke."
"I happen to care about the both of you, so you better keep your butt in that seat until we finished talking, which is whenever I feel like I've retained enough. What is God's name is going on with you Kyle? I thought you wanted to be with Brooke, not push her away?"
"I don't even know anymore," Kyle said, finally budging. "It's like in my head it makes perfect sense, but when I act on it, it's like the most stupiest thing ever. And just when I think I have this all figured out, I hit this wall again, and right now I'm at the point where I don't know if this is all worth it anymore."
"What's worth it? Trying to win her over?"
"I don't know, yeah partly. But this whole situation is completely too complicated and hard and it should'nt have to be this way. Do you know that Brooke can't even tell me she loves me? And how am I supposed to keep on waiting? Brooke already broke up with Lucas, there's nothing in her way of thinking about what she wants, and she can't even say it! So what am I supposed to think? If Brooke can't even say that to me, then I don't want to be with her."
"Oh bullcrap Kyle. Brooke could cheat on you with Lucas, Nathan, hell, even Tim, and you would still take her back. No matter what she does, you still love her more than you did the day before," Whitey said easily.
"That's what scares me. I've always been the one to forgive Brooke, overlook all these things. BUt when I do something even remotely wrong, she gets all pissed at me for it! It takes at least two days to get her over it all. A relationship shouldn't be like that. I don't want a relationship like that."
"Calm your ass done Kyle. Stop worrying so much about what Brooke's doing or thinking. She'll figure this out by herself, the way she needs to. It might not be tomorrow or next week, or next month. But as long as you love her until then, you can wait."
"Everyone keeps telling me that and I get it. But how am I supposed to do that when we're going to school, doing homework, practicing, and I can't once know what she's thinking about? Where her mind is? I don't want to feel like I'm putting myself through this for her to realize that she was wrong."
"Geez quit with the sap story Sammet. You wouldn't have gone this far, and Brooke wouldn't have broken up with Lucas if she dind't think that you wer ethe one. So quit your whining and just go on with your life, and when Brooke can say that she loves you, don't even ask questions because that's what you've been doing. Love isn't that complicated. Sure, when love's in a complicated situation, yeah it's hard. But when you love someone and they love you back, there's nothing more easier to understand."
"Love's got nothing to do with our problem. It's the fact that she doesn't know completely what she wants."
Whitey stared long and hard at Kyle, trying to make sense of this whole thing. "You know Kyle I don't think it's Brooke. I think it's you. Maybe you're the problem."
"I'm... the problem?" Kyle asked, wondering if Whitey was drinking alcohol from his mug.
"You say that Brooke doesn't know what she fully wants yet, but you don't either. I'm sure you want to be with Brooke, but you're bothered by this whole thing also. You both lead each other on, while she's still with Lucas. Then you admit your feelings to her, while she's with Lucas. And then when she doesn't want to be with Lucas anymore, you tell her you guys can't talk until she figures out what she wants, when the whole reason she broke up with Lucas was because her heart wasn't with him, it was with you," Whitey finished, trying to make sense of what he was saying to himself.
Okay, so maybe he was part of the problem also. And hearing Whitey explain it to him, it might sense why he tried walking away from Brooke. It was because he was the one scared, he was the one trying to find an excuse for everyting. He wanted to be with her, he just dind't know if loving Brooke would be enough to keep her.
White still remained perplexed, mulling over what he had said. What ever happened to just telling a girl you loved her, and then being together forever?
Kyle just sat there looking at Whitey, "I told you it was complicated."