If I'd've known the way that this would end
If I'd've read the last page first
If I'd've had the strength to walk away
If I'd've known how this would hurt...
"Where's Brooke?" Cam asked as they sat in the kitchen. "Is she still in bed?"
"Yeah," Rachel glanced at the clock. "I hope she feels alright," she looked down at the brooding blonde who is moving his cereal around in his bowl. She knew Brooke had gone out and got him the night before, she knew both came home in a weird mood and that as soon as Brooke got Lucas in bed she darted into her room and no one had talked to her since. It made her worry.
"I'm sure she is fine," Matt shrugged. "She had a long last few days, I'm sure she is just burnt out."
"Yeah, I hope that's it," the red head watched the blonde as he stood and placed his bowl in the sink.
"I'm going to go take a shower," he somewhat mumbled as he pushed through the crowded kitchen and out the door.
"You think he is ok?" Jason nodded his head at his friend and the room just shrugged.
"I doubt it. He is probably hung over and on top of that has had a seriously bad vacation," Cam commented not sure how his friend did it. It took him almost a month to convince his friend to come and he even almost chickened out the last five minutes before they left. He promised it would be fun, it would be easy and that it wouldn't be awkward at all.
He was wrong.
"I'm not going Cam. Look you all will have fun and don't need me there," Lucas shrugged not getting the big deal. So he didn't want to go, it's not like him not going was going to somehow screw everyone else's vacation. They would have fun; he didn't need to be there.
"But dude we may not get another chance to take a trip together," he pointed out.
"We've taken plenty of trips together."
"Yes but now this is probably our finally for awhile. You know I love Jay and Matt but obviously I want my best friend there. I mean Matt's so serious sometimes and Jay is never serious. You are a good medium," he teased and Lucas rolled his eyes.
"I'm glad you are only my friend because I'm a medium between freaking Einstein and a potato."
"See no one else would take it that well," Cam teased getting a laugh. "Come on man I want you there."
"You're the only one," he shuffled through his dresser for something to wear. Cursing when he found a photo tucked underneath them all. "I doubt she wants me within a hundred feet of her," he frowned looking at the photo and hating how the last time he saw her went. If he knew she would be gone when he woke he would have never gone to sleep.
"She's better Luke. She's over it and moved on and I'm sure doesn't think about it."
"Wow makes me feel better," he grumbled hating if that was true. If she didn't think about it or him anymore it meant she was over him. He didn't think he wanted her over him yet.
"You know what I mean dude. Plus I mean it's you and Brooke," he tossed his hand up. "Things rarely stay awkward between y'all."
"I cheated on her, she literally caught me in bed with someone else," he reminded him with a dead tone.
"Maybe she doesn't remember that night, that much," he offered and Lucas titled his head to the side.
"She slapped me, told me she hated me and wanted me to explain how I could possible fuck someone in the bed I claim to make love to her in," he repeated the line that played over and over again in his head and hated he still didn't have an answer for that.
"Gross…" Cam stood from the bed looking down at it. "I always tried to forget you two did that," he moved as far from the bed as he could and leaned against his friend's desk.
"Well if it grosses you out that much, I wouldn't sit on that desk either," he pointed, before scanning around the room. "Or that wall, or that computer chair…oh yeah don't sit on the window ceil either."
"Damn Luke, what the hell is the matter with ya'll. There is a damn bed right there," he cringed, taking the choice to just stand in the center of the room.
"Won't me to go into what not to get near in the rest of the apartment?" he teased very aware of every spot he and Brooke made love. The couch, the floor, Cam's favorite chair, bet he would hate that one. The shower, the counter in the bathroom that lead to the shower, the kitchen table, the kitchen counter, a few chairs in there, just some places he was sure Cam did not want to know about.
"Please stop talking," Cam held up his hand and the blonde laughed. "But still man, it's been a year. It will be fine."
"Can I just give you an I'll think about it?"
"If it means you actually will," he shrugged heading to his door.
"Cam…" he called and the boy stopped at the door. "Why are we ok? You warned me about being with her and I ignored it and did what I wanted. Then I really hurt her so why…why are we ok?" he asked still baffled by it. Cam hated him when he first found out about them so he figured when he proved him right with being an asshole that they guy would just banish.
"I hated you Luke," he admitted. "I hated you for awhile if I'm honest but we live together. I saw you every day and I saw the things you went through after the break up and I realized something."
"Which was?"
"That you really did love her," he shrugged. "My fear with you two dating wasn't that I thought you weren't enough for her. My fear was my little sister was going to fall in love and never get the love back. I hated to think she would give herself to someone who didn't deserve it."
"I did love her Cam; I don't think I've ever loved someone like I did her."
"I know," Cam nodded. "Before Brooke left she told me something. She said he loves you and he is going to need you and to forget what happened between you and her because it had nothing to do with you and him. That she was worried you being alone and needed to know someone would take care of you. That she had forgiven you. So if she could forgive you what was wrong with me not to?"
"Cam I know what I did wrong with her. I know I lost her and won't ever get her back. I just…I don't want to want and need her anymore. Its' be a year shouldn't that feeling pass?"
"I don't know man," he told him honestly not so sure how long it would take him if he lost Rachel. He was sure a long ass time. "Maybe it hasn't gone away because maybe it's still right. Maybe we don't get fully over someone if they are the one."
"You think Brooke is my one?"
"I don't know man. I just know that as of now she isn't," he answered truthfully and Lucas nodded. "Let me know what you decide," he gave a small nod before walking out.
"I think I might go for a walk. Want to come Rach?" Cam turned to his girlfriend who nodded.
"Yeah, let's go," she popped grape in her mouth and skipped off the stool skipping out of the room.
I would've loved you anyway
I'd do it all the same
Not a second I would change
Not a touch that I would trade
Had I known my heart would break
I'd've loved you anyway
She should get up, she should go see her friends and talk to them but she couldn't. She couldn't see him because she was so afraid if she did she would just cry again and she was over crying over him. But all she thought about was when she brought him home. All the feelings that rushed through her when he kissed her and that scared her.
"Don't!" Brooke snapped her hand up when her friends move towards her. "Don't help me," she ordered, trying to keep her feelings in check as she held her arm around Lucas's waist.
"Brooke he is too big to be pulling on…"Cam took a step toward her.
"Trust me, it's not the first time alright," she shook her head, Lucas's arm resting over her shoulder as he stumbles down the hall to the back room. He was in good shape for awhile but she was sure on the way home all the alcohol hit him and then he slept for a moment and now he really didn't know what way was up anymore.
"I can do it," Lucas mumbled as he tripped over the doorway and into his room.
"I know but I'm going to help you," she shut the door behind her nervous they might hear them. They might hear Lucas drunkenly make a comment about their kiss. "So just let me help you ok?"
"Ok," he sat on the bed, telling she was just exhausted. "I'm sorry…" he apologized, as she sat down to tug his shoes off. "I didn't mean to drink so much."
"Its fine Lucas," she shook her head really wishing he would stop talking. She had too many things running through her mind and him still talking wasn't helping anything.
"I just kept seeing the image of you and him in my head," he fell down on his back. "I want it out."
"He's my boyfriend Lucas," she reminded him and watching him cringe. "I'm sorry it hurt you but he is my boyfriend."
"I know," he ran his hands over his face.
"Come on, sit up for me," she tugged his hands to sit him up right. "It worries me when you drink," she told him, taking her small hands and popping the buttons on his shirt. "I mean if I wasn't there…something could have happened to you."
"Maybe it would have been better," he mumbled, scratching his neck. "Make lot of people happy…" he shrugged and Brooke let out a dry laugh. Standing up and walking to the door to breathe a moment. Trying to control herself but knowing it was no hope, she finally felt everything in her snap. Flexing her fingers in and out of a fist she moved back over to him and when he looked up at her she just reared back as hard as she could and slapped him right around the face. So loud she wondered if the rest of the house heard her.
"What is the matter with you?" she snapped and his head dropped as he rubbed his stinging cheek. "Do you not think of anyone else? How could you even say something like that? Say something like that to me?"
"Brooke…"
"No!" she slapped his hand away when he reached to touch her. "Do you know what I would do if something happened to you? So many people count on you Lucas and you just go and say stupid shit like that! That is not ok!"
"I shouldn't have said that… I don't mean it. It just…it came out," he looked down knowing he didn't want anything happening to him, he didn't know why he said that. He just felt like he was always screwing up and always hurting people. "I just feel lost Brooke," he tossed his hand up. "I feel like I'm unimportant now because everything I do hurts someone. Everything I do is always hurting you."
"Luke…" she dropped beside him on the bed, taking his broken face in her hands. "God Broody," she rested her head against his breathing in deep. "I'm not hurting anymore Luke. Why don't you see that?"
"Because I know you," his eyes opened to look at her.
"I know you do," she reached up stroking his cheek. "I need you to be ok. I can't go through life thinking you aren't."
"Do you regret us?" he asked. "I don't, I never would but I just…do you wish we never happened?"
"No," she shook her head. "It hurt Luke, it hurt so bad that I swore for a moment that must be what dying felt like but I wouldn't change it. I try…I try not to focus on the bad time. I try to think about all the good ones because there were a lot of good times," her voice cracked and he nodded. "There may be things I regret in life Lucas but being with you…loving you, I would never regret that."
"My biggest regret was letting you go," he admitted and she nodded knowing that.
"Go to sleep Broody," she leaned back pulling back his sheets. "I'll see you in the morning ok?" her voice cracked a little as she tucked the sheet around him and he nodded. "Try to sleep," she leaned down kissing the side of his head. Rushing out of the room before her emotions got the best of her and made it back to her room.
She thought that was going to be enough to make her morning hard but for him to return that night just made it worse. She didn't want to get out of bed. She knew she had to at some point but she was just wishing that point would be in like a month when no one was in her house anymore. That wouldn't be that bad.
I would've loved you anyway
I'd do it all the same
Not a second I would change
Not a touch that I would trade
Had I known my heart would break
I'd've loved you anyway
"Hey…" Brooke felt someone shake her body and she just curled into her sheets. "Come on baby you need to get up."
"I don't want to," she mumbled pulling the sheet over her head. "My head hurts," she lied hoping that would just get them to leave her alone.
"I know but it's almost one and you haven't come out of your room. Everyone outside thinks you're dead," he chuckled and she just growled at him. "Come on," he tugged the sheet down, leaning down to kiss her neck, making a small sigh escape her. The tickle of his beard making her body tingle a little. "Come eat something," he trailed his line up to her ear and she grinned.
"Did you make me something?" she opened her eyes hating the feeling of guilt and love that shot through her. She knew no one understood it but she did love Adam, she loved him a lot and maybe it was different from the love she had for Lucas and maybe it hadn't grown to be as strong but she did love him. He was good to her, took care of her, made her feel safe always.
"I can make you something," he told her and she smiled. "Come on gorgeous," he pulled the sheet off to see her. "Let's go eat."
"Carry me," she whined and he chuckled.
"You're too much," he slid his arms under her small body and lifted her in his arms. "And so damn sexy," he smirked and she giggled, burying her face in his neck.
"Maybe I should put something else on," she glanced down at her short cheer shorts and an old long sleeve cheer shirt from high school.
"No you look fine," he shrugged, carrying her towards the door and out of the room.
"Is anyone here?" she shifted a little uncomfortable in his arms, suddenly realizing she didn't want Lucas to see her with him.
"Yeah, its storming so they are all in the living room watching movies," he told her and she shifted a little more not liking it was storming and not liking she was just a few minutes away from seeing Lucas again. "Alright," he sat her down on the counter and walked over to the fridge. "Want some coffee?"
"Yeah I haven't had my morning cup yet," she told him knowing it wasn't morning anymore but still needing the caffeine fix.
"Yeah thought so," he chuckled grabbing the blue tub and taking it over to the coffee pot. Brooke looking him over as he fixed the pot. Reaching up and running her fingers through his hair knowing she had to tell him what happened with Lucas. She couldn't stand looking at him and knowing she kissed someone else. It made her feel terrible. She didn't want to hurt him but she didn't want to lie to him either.
"I love you," she whispered resting her chin on his shoulder. "You know that don't you?" her voice quivered a bit and he turned his head looking at her with that gentle smile that made her feel worse.
"I love you too," he lifted his chin giving her a sweet kiss. "I've missed you thought. I hate I've been so lost with school and ball I let it interfere with being with you."
"No, it's important I understand," she told him quickly not at all wanting him to feel bad about that.
"Yeah," he squeezed her leg and she nodded, swallowing the large lump in her throat.
"Adam…" she looked up to confess everything and her heart stopped when she noticed the blonde spinning into the kitchen. His body freezing completely.
"Oh…" he glanced at her, over at Adam and then rubbed his neck awkwardly. "You're up."
"Yeah," she played with her necklace nervously and he nodded. "How do...you feel?" she asked and he shrugged.
"I'm good. I just thought I smelled coffee," he glanced at the pot and Adam nodded.
"Yeah, man there is enough. You want some?"
"Sure…" he stepped over to grab a cup from the cabinet, Adam stepping to the side and over to the fridge. Brooke keeping her eyes nervously on the floor when Lucas stepped right beside her and started to make himself a cup.
She really wasn't sure how Adam couldn't see the weird tension between the two but he didn't. She could feel it, feel how her body was stiff and how Lucas fumbled around with the spoon and pot and sugar clearly wanting to just get out of there. She wasn't sure if he was feeling uncomfortable around her or Adam but he looked more the uncomfortable in the room with the both of them.
"So Pretty Girl what do you want to eat?" Adam's voice trailed in and both heads snapped over at him. Lucas getting almost a pain look on his face hearing that and Brooke realizing if it wasn't coming from Lucas it sounded so wrong.
"What?" her voice cracked looking at him and he lifted his head from the fridge to look at her.
"To eat? What did you want me to make you?"
"Oh umm…" she rubbed her hand to her brow trying to relax some. "Anything I guess…anything works," she told him and saw how Lucas dropped his spoon with a head shake and walked out of the room, suddenly hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing.
She wanted to run to him, tell him that was a slip up and Adam didn't call her that all the time. That was the first time and that even hearing it made her think of him. They had special names for each other, that was his name for her and even if it was a small pet name she knew it meant something to him and she wanted to tell him that. She wanted to rush to make that clear but she didn't. Instead she breathed in deep and calmed herself and forced herself to stay.
It's bittersweet to look back now
At mem'ries withered on the vine
But just to hold you close to me
For a moment in time...
"Oh my god I'm so over this weather," Rachel groaned slamming her head against the back rest.
"Yeah, it's just how Florida is," Brooke shrugged. "Some of the prettiest weather but also has some of the worst storms," she ran her finger along the rim of her glass, cutting a look over at Lucas who's eyes were locked on hers before both looked away.
"Well I don't like it. I'm bored," she frowned and Cam laughed.
"You're always moving can't you just relax and enjoy the calming of the storm?" he asked, running his hand through her hair as she shifted to rest against him.
"I guess."
"What you thinking Luke?" Jason asked his friend who looked about a million miles away.
"Nothing," he shook his head, stretching his arms above his head. "Just tired."
"You feeling alright?" Matt asked and the boy just nodded shifting a little really embarrassed by his actions the night before. "I don't think I've seen you like that in awhile."
"I haven't been like that in awhile," he mumbled against the rim of his glass not wanting to think about the last time he was drunk.
"I haven't seen you drunk in awhile," Cam teased trying to pull the attention off his friend who he knew was uncomfortable.
"Oh yeah, last year after my night of being so stupid I made out with Brooke I decided against it," he laughed a little until it registered what he said and Brooke's eyes widened looking at him.
"What?" Lucas's head snapped up to look at his said best friend and ex. The line last year and made out with Brooke sticking in his head. "Last year?"
"Lucas I…" Brooke tried to think of something, anything to say to make this better yet she knew that wasn't going to happen.
"No," Lucas threw his hand up to silence her. "What did you just say?" his look scared many people in the room, as his body stiffened and fist tightened.
"Luke man it…alright that wasn't supposed to come out," Matt tried to back track never meaning to tell his friend that. Other then Cam, he was closets to the blonde who right now looked like he was about to throw him off the balcony.
"But it did come out!" his voice got raised as his body jerked upward. "It came out and someone is going to tell me what the hell happened!"
"Man maybe you should calm down," Cam tried to jump in yet knew it was again pointless.
"No, am I the only one who didn't know this?" he spun around watching everyone recoil into their seats.
"I didn't know," Rachel admitted not even hiding the glare she sent over at her best friend. All this time she thought Lucas was a piece of shit yet what Brooke did wasn't any better. However she didn't really know the entire story so she wasn't going to judge too much…yet.
"Lucas look it didn't mean anything," Matt leaned up in his seat. "I was drunk and…and you knew before ya'll dated I had a thing for her."
"No I didn't know that!" Lucas snapped, "I didn't know any of that! And even if I did what makes you think it was ok to go after her when we were together! You knew what she meant to me, you knew how much I loved her!"
"Broody-"
"Don't!" Lucas's hand went up at her again, "Don't call me that," his glare towards her even making her heart hurt. He has never made her feel what he just did with that one look.
"Ok don't talk to her like that," Adam defended his girlfriend however Lucas just seemed to only notice the brunette sitting on the couch holding his gaze.
"This whole time you have made me feel like I was the one who ruined this relationship, it was all my fault. I lost everything and was the bad guy in all of this and I let it be, I let everyone hate me because I did screw up but least I owned up to it. You…you just buried it and let me take the fall for it all."
"I didn't sleep with someone else Lucas! And if I hadn't walked in on it how would I have known you would even of owned up to it?"
"Because I loved you damn it!" he yelled making her flinch. "I loved you so damn much that it killed me inside and you cheated on me with my best friend! God Brooke my best friend! I would have preferred it be someone I didn't know, hell I would have wished it was Chase but no it was my best fucking friend!"
"I didn't sleep with him," Brooke swallowed hard, blinking away the tears in her eyes. "I didn't."
"No but you never told me either," he dropped his hands to his side completely over all of this.
"I was going to tell you! He kissed me and all I thought was this is going to kill Lucas, this was going to completely crush him and all I wanted was to be with you. I wanted to come there that night and explain and I wanted to work things out because I loved you! And look what I got, a front row seat to see you and some slut enjoying your night a hell of lot more then I was."
"Least you didn't know her, but hey maybe I should have just fucked Rachel and it would have made us even," he spun on his feet to get away from her, to get away from all of them.
"You asshole!" Brooke stormed passed her friends towards the hall the pissed blonde had just moved too.
"Brooke," Cam reached for his sister as she passed but she just shoved his hand away.
"Fun night yeah?" Jason tried to lighten the mood as he leaned back in his chair not at all comfortable with the tension in the room.
And even if I'd seen it coming
You'd still've seen me running
Straight into your arms
"Don't you ever yell at me like that," Brooke stormed into the room slamming the door. "I messed up ok I did and I should have told you but you are not going to make it seem what I did was so much worse then what you did," she hissed yet he sat still on his bed, face in his hands.
"God," Lucas ran his hands over his face, "It's not supposed to be like this. We aren't supposed to be like this."
"There isn't a we anymore Lucas, there isn't a we or an us or anything," Brooke sighed seeing the anger build up in him all over again. "We finished a long time ago and I am with Adam-"
"That isn't right either," he growled shoving himself off the bed "It was supposed to be you and me Brooke, not you and him!" he yelled back annoyed, "It was always supposed to be us!"
"You want to get the us part Lucas?" she asked with a bitter laugh.
"Yes Brooke all I want is the us part."
"You want the end to be you and me, than you don't cheat on me damn it! You don't fall into bed with some cheap slut in a short dress!" Brooke yelled back not in the mood to argue with Lucas about this, not when her boyfriend is just in the other room.
"I thought you were with him! I thought you were off with him somewhere and cheating on me! Hell how was I supposed to know it was my best friend instead!" He snapped still not believing any of that. How could his best friend even think about touching his girlfriend, touching his Brooke?
"It was nothing Lucas! It was just a kiss, a kiss that meant nothing!" She yelled throwing her hands in the air. Why the hell did Matt have to drop that little bomb on them, yes it's the past and its over but still she didn't want Lucas to ever find out.
"Aren't you the one that says a kiss always means something?" He challenged, "That a kiss between two people never just happens it always means something, anything!"
"That kiss meant nothing Lucas," Brooke said in a hushed tone knowing he wasn't referring to her kiss with Matt anymore.
"It's me and you Brooke we both know a kiss between us always means something," he said in a calmer tone as he walked closer to her. "Why can't you just admit it? Why can't you just admit you still feel something?"
"Because I don't!" She shook her head taking a step back away from him, "I love Adam; everything in me loves Adam."
"Everything in you doesn't love him Brooke," Lucas objected taking a step closer to her.
"It does Lucas," she once again repeated as she kept taking steps back until her back hit the wall.
"Your it for me Brooke. At the end of the day, at the end of everything it will always be you," he told her standing right in front of her his body pressing up against hers. "I feel like I don't work if you're not in my life."
"Lucas you're being so selfish," Brooke shook her head not believing this and trying to stop her heart racing with him near her. "You are saying you don't work without me in your life. What about me huh? What if I don't work without Adam in my life? What if I don't want to go through life without him in it!"
"Brooke you love me damn it!" He slammed his fist into the wall above her head making her jump. "We both know it! We both know since I have been here thoughts of me, of us have raced through your head just like it has for me. God look how damn jealous you got over me talking to Kimber! I just damn talked to her!"
"You weren't talking to her you were letting her be all over you like some slut!" She yelled slamming her finger in his chest and quickly realized how that did come out jealous…shit.
"Brooke…" He cupped her cheek trying to catch her eyes, "Pretty Girl…"
"Don't," she shoved him back away from her, "Don't do that to me! Don't call me that!"
"Brooke…" He reached for her hand but she slapped it away moving away from the wall to in front of her bed.
"It was supposed to be us!" She yelled at him, "You promised me forever! You promised to love me always!" She screamed digging through her night stand, "I was supposed to have your heart!" She threw his necklace she still had hitting him as he closed his eyes, "You promised me you would never hurt me! 'Pretty Girl give me your heart I won't break it!' Remember saying that to me? Remember repeating over and over again that I was your life, your world! You were supposed to love me!" She cried grabbing a letter from the night stand, "I wrote you! I wrote you every damn day! I called you all the time, wrote a million text and you never did nothing!" She screamed throwing her letters at him.
"Brooke…" His voice cracked as she broke down in front of him.
"I waited for you. I waited for you to call me, to come find me to anything and you didn't! You never even asked me to stay," her shoulders dropped as tears spilled.
"I did too ask you to stay! I begged you not to leave me!" He yelled as she let out a harsh laugh, "I told you I needed you! You left Brooke, you picked up and left and left me to pick up everything by myself!"
"The boy I loved cheated on me!" She yelled, "I needed something more then you just begging me to stay! I needed you to show me, do something to let me know I was it for you. That you would do everything in your power to never hurt me again! I needed that!" She snapped, "You said everything you needed. Well I needed you to love me, to take care of me like you promised and never hurt me! I needed you Lucas and you weren't there! You were off locked away drinking yourself stupid!"
"How was I supposed to know that? How was I supposed to know any of that when you wouldn't talk to me?" He yelled at her throwing his hand in the air.
"Because you cheated on me!" She yelled back.
"Jesus Christ Brooke," he growled moving across the room locking his hand onto the back of her head and slamming his lips into hers. Brooke's hand sliding up to his face as he stumbled back towards the bed, her legs hitting the side making her tumble back and him come down on with her.
Knotting her fist in his hair, his trailed up under the front of her shirt feeling the soft skin underneath and his blood ran hot. Nipping at her bottom lip the familiar feeling bubbled in her as her tongue ran across his bottom lip and pushed inside. A moan escaping her when she felt his hot tongue stroke against hers. She forgot how much she enjoyed kissing him, last night was drunk, she tasted the alcohol but now it was like honey and coffee. A taste she always enjoyed. A taste she always loved.
Yet then she recalled another taste she enjoyed, a taste of peppermint. A taste that Adam always tasted like because he sucked the candy constantly and her heart stopped.
"Lucas stop…" she pushed her hands to his chest pushing him back slightly.
"No…" he mumbled adding more pressure to the kiss. "Don't run away from me again. You want this, you want me," he reached up cupping her cheek and his long fingers ending on the back of her neck as he tilted her head up to kiss him back. Her caving only a moment before her mind popped back.
"We can't do this," she jerked her head to the side and his dropped to above her shoulder both breathing heavy.
"You love me Brooke," he whispered and she bit down on her knuckle not to cry. "I can tell by the way you kiss me and look at me you still love me."
"Lucas…" she buried her face in his chest feeling his heart as it raced.
"Tell me…" he pulled her back to look at him, his blue eyes locking on her hazel and he saw the love she had. "Tell me you don't love me…" he ordered and her mouth opened to speak yet it shut back quickly. "See…you just have to say it and everything is better. We will figure everything out I promise. Just say you love me."
"I…" her voice cracked as her heart and head started a battle of what she was feeling. "Lucas I…" she glanced away and her heart stopped. "Adam…" her voice cracked at the figure by the door. "No, Adam wait!" She shoved Lucas off her as she dove off the bed.
"Brooke…" he reached for her head but she slapped him away as she ran after him.
"Adam!" she called rushing towards the door right before it slammed in her face, yanking it open and running out.
"What happened?" Rachel asked as Lucas stood in the hall way watching her go.
"I screwed up!" he tossed his hands up. "But that's not new is it?" he let out a harsh laugh going to the backroom and slamming the door. Really needing to get the hell out of there.
I would've loved you anyway
I'd do it all the same
Not a second I would change
Not a touch that I would trade
Had I known my heart would break
I would've loved you anyway
I would've loved you anyway