A/N - Thanks to everyone who reviewed, I'm glad you liked the start of the story. I don't know what was up with the missing question marks and comma's inside the speech marks, that wasn't intentional. Hopefully it's all sorted out now...if not damn it! So once again I urge you to review, it feeds my ego don't ya know? I'm just kidding...well actually I'm not, but any reviews are welcomed and truely appreciated.

Disclaimer - Once again, I sadly do not own Bethany Joy Lenz, will I ever catch a break? Yeah, I also don't own the rest of the OTH gang, Mark Schwahn does, that lucky guy!

Warning - Just like the first warning in Chapter one, Femslash, yadda, yadda, don't like it, don't read it, yadda, yadda.

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Chapter Two: Why Is Hurting So Painful?

Brooke Davis, silently sat on her bed, musing over why her life had suddenly turned upside down. Her ex-boyfriend and her ex-best friend were now dating. Did their 'Ho's over Bro's' motto mean anything to Peyton? Obviously not. Maybe it was some kind of karma, after all the things she had done in the past. That didn't mean she was some cold, heartless bitch. Unlike popular belief she did have feelings, and right now all she felt was the hurt, Lucas and Peyton's actions had caused. Usually, she wouldn't have let any of this affect her, she'd brood over her loss for all of a day and then bounce back to the energetic Brooke Davis everybody knew. But this was different; Peyton had been her best friend and Lucas...Lucas had been close to being her first love.

Letting out an aggravated sigh of frustration, she got up off of her bed and paced the length of her bedroom a few times, until she came to a stop in front of her vanity mirror. Photographs covered the outline of it. Photos of her and Peyton at all ages, and recent ones of herself and Lucas all in different situations. Glaring at them, at the naiveness of her past self, Brooke reached forward and pulled them off of the mirror, crunching them up in her hand and then flinging them onto the floor of her bedroom. She finally stopped when there were no more to pull off and the mirror was nothing but a blank canvass like it had once been. Now there was nothing obstructing her view, showing herself the person she had been reduced to; a pitiful form of her former self, and Brooke didn't like who was staring back at her.

Turning around, she walked over and picked up and put on her grey hoodie that she had flung haphazardly over her chair and walk out of her room leaving the crumpled photos in her wake.

Minutes, if not seconds later, the roar of her engine started, as she reversed her car out of the driveway and headed down the road that lay ahead of her. Trying to find some peace, some way to forget. To forget the betrayal that had happened and the pain she felt in the core of her heart because of it.

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After almost an hour of driving, Brooke pulled her car to a stop and sat staring at the view in front of her. It was almost peaceful to her, a kind of serene calm even. The docks did that to her. She guessed it was just that kind of place.

Opening her car door, she got out and just started to walk. She didn't know where or to what, she just walked aimlessly along the river front. By the time Brooke stopped, the night had already overtaken the day and darkness surrounded her, almost engulfed her into it. This was her favourite time of day, she could mask her hurt by the night, blending in just like a normal person, where she didn't have people looking at her, feeling sorry for her or pitying her. She hated that. Looking out into the river she took in how the shine from the moon danced of the surface of the water, it looked almost inviting. A picture perfect moment even, like a painting she had seen once, that had captured this exact moment.

Sighing, she continued her walk, onwards with no destination in mind, she figured once she found what she was looking for, she'd know.

So when she came across none other than Haley James, sitting by herself, on a bench, staring off into the vast darkness of night, she knew she'd at least found someone to distract her for a while. Walking up to her slowly, Brooke took a seat next to Haley. Smiling to herself, she noted with mild amusement that Haley hadn't even registered her presence, like she had her own problems to contend with, just like Brooke herself.

"Hey Tutor Girl." Brooke greeted, breaking the silence that surrounded them both.

Haley, so deep in her own thoughts, jumped at the unexpected voice.

"Brooke." she stated in surprise, at seeing her there.

"Sorry if I interrupted anything there." Brooke told her.

"No that's ok, I was just thinking about...stuff." Haley replied.

"Nathan?" Brooke wondered.

"What? Where?" Haley hastily asked, suddenly tense.

"No, I meant is that who you were thinking about. I didn't mean he was here." Brooke explained, and then grew confused as she watched Haley relax. "Have you guys had a fight?" she wondered.

"No," Haley answered quickly. A little to quickly for Brooke's liking. "No, we haven't, and no I wasn't thinking about him." she lied.

"I can leave you alone if you like?" Brooke offered.

"No, I could use the company, that is if you don't mind staying?"

"I don't mind at all, I could use the company too."

"How are you holding up? It can't be easy seeing them together huh?" Haley asked her.

"Think of your worst nightmare and imagin it coming true, then you'll know how I feel." Brooke explained.

"I already do know how that feels." Haley whispered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing important. God would you look at that. Isn't it a picture?" Haley wondered referring to the view in front of them.

"Yeah, a picture." Brooke agreed. "I always come down here when I need to think or get away from something."

"I know that feeling, but it's relaxing, gets you away from your problems, like you can shut a door and they're gone, even if it's only for a second, a minutes or an hour. I'd take any time, away from them." Haley mused.

"You have problems?" Was Brooke's inquisitive question.

"Doesn't everyone? I didn't mean I had one right at this moment." Haley back tracked, with wide eyes. Hoping Brooke wouldn't push further.

Studying Haley for a minute, Brooke could tell that there was something she was hiding, but from the way she was acting she didn't want anybody to know. She was good at reading people, so she'd let it slip...for now. "You're right, everyone does. Even if they don't want to let anyone know what's happening, there is people around that's willing to listen, no matter what." she hinted, making sure if Haley needed anyone to talk to she would listen.

"Well if I ever have a problem, I'll be sure to remember that." she told Brooke with a small smile on her lips.

"Aren't you cold?"

"A little." Haley replied, watching as Brooke took off her hoodie.

"Here." she said handing it to Haley.

"Are you sure?" Haley wondered, when Brooke nodded, she gladly took it and put it on, and was instantly surrounded in Brooke's scent. Coating her skin, until it was all she could smell and taste when she breathed in, invading her senses. Not that it was unwelcome, because it was, welcomed that is. It was almost soothing in a strange way. It overpowered Nathan's scent from earlier which she was glad of, she didn't want to remember him. Not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever. "Thank you."

"Can't have you freezing can we? Colds are not the best look for anyone." Brooke informed her, with a small laugh. Something she hadn't done in a while, not since the whole web cam incident. She wonder, why being in Haley James company comforted her, made her feel that slight bit better. "Need a ride home?"

"I could do with one, thanks." Haley agreed, with a smile.

"Come on then." Brooke said, standing up, with Haley following behind as they walked to her car.

As they headed off into the night, each with there own thoughts and problems, they both knew they had at least someone to turn to if they needed to. That they weren't as alone as they had been earlier.

End of Chapter Two.

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