A/N - I was totally not expecting that kind of response for the first chapter so I really hope I haven't disappointed people with this new chapter! It's not as long as the first one, either. But I have a pretty good idea for what will happen next chapter, and I think it will be pretty lengthy.
Thanks: illeandra, Brucas2006, bella, dolcegrazia, BDavis427, brookenlucas4eva03, toddntan, olivia, TutorWife, othfan326, brucas224, Brucas True Love, CheerandBrood323, Brooke D., onetreehillgirl066, BrOoKe DaViS23, MissUnderstood92, and hiddenxtalent.
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What's True
Chapter 2 -
-----2011-----
Streamers, balloons, and other various decorations covered the room.
"Brooke, this looks great." Haley said, tapping Brooke lightly on the shoulder.
Brooke turned around and gave Haley a hug. "Really? You don't think it's a little too much?" She asked, pulling away.
"No. After all, Rylie only turns one once."
"True."
"So, where is the birthday girl?"
"With her father." Brooke sighed.
"Are you going to be okay?"
"Yeah, I mean, I just can't wait to meet his new girlfriend."
"Brooke..."
"Oh." Brooke turned her head towards the door. "There they are. Wish me luck." She said before advancing towards her ex boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and her daughter. "Hey guys."
"Oh, hey, Brooke. Brooke, this is Lindsey. Lindsey, this is Brooke."
"Hi, nice to meet you." Lindsey said, offering her hand.
"Same here." Brooke managed to say, forcing a smile, shaking the woman's hand.
Lucas had dated many girls after he and Brooke officially split up. But Lindsey...well she was different. She was the first girl that Brooke had actually met. And Brooke could already tell she was not going to enjoy this one bit.
Let the fun begin.
-----2015-----
"Brooke, I wasn't expecting you." Lindsey said, opening the door.
"Yeah, sorry. I was just wondering if Lucas was around."
"Um, no, he's not. But, um, I actually wanted to talk to you...if you're not busy or anything."
"No, not at all." Brooke replied, stepping into Lucas and Lindsey's nice home. Pictures adorned the walls and Brooke wished she were in some of those pictures. She smiled a bit when she saw a picture of Rylie and Lucas, taken one day at a beach.
"How's Rylie?"
"She's good. But I have a feeling Rylie isn't the reason you wanted to talk to me."
"You're right." Lindsey smiled and then motioned for Brooke to take a seat. "I guess I'll just get right to it. Look, Brooke, I have nothing against you...but I know that you and Lucas have a history together."
Oh, great.
"Lindsey—."
"And I know that you have Rylie together and everything. So I just know that you must be getting uncomfortable as the wedding day approaches and gets closer. You know, after everything the two of you have been through. But I guess this was just meant to be, you know?"
Brooke scoffed a little under her breath, hoping Lindsey didn't hear her. She managed to nod her head, a fake smile plastered on her face. "Totally."
"I'm glad we agree. Anyway, with that said, I hope you will take my offer into consideration. I would like you to be one of my bridesmaids."
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"No way."
"Yes. Yes, she actually had the nerve to ask me to be one of her bridesmaids, right after she practically accused me of getting jealous of her, and then marking her territory with Lucas."
"So what did you say?" Peyton asked, fully engrossed in the conversation she was having with Brooke in Brooke's clothing boutique.
"I told her I had to pick Rylie up from school and that I'd think about it."
"Where is Rylie anyway?"
"Haley picked her up today. They should actually be stopping by soon."
Peyton nodded before continuing. "What are you going to do?"
"About what?"
"About Lindsey."
"Ugh, I don't know. What do you think I should do?"
"I don't know, but time's running out. The wedding's in like, what, a month? I wonder why she's asking so last minute."
"I'm sure Lucas opened his mouth or something."
"Well you're not jealous, are you?"
"What? Peyton, why would you even need to ask that? You know that if we didn't have Rylie, we probably wouldn't even be living in the same state!" Brooke finished off as she slid off a chair and went to examine the racks of clothing.
"Okay, don't go all bitchy on me. All I'm saying is if there's nothing for you to be jealous at, don't let Lindsey get to you. Show her that you don't care."
"You know what? You are totally right, P. Sawyer. Why would I care that Lindsey is marrying Lucas? I mean, I only dated Lucas for what? A few years in highschool and college, big deal. And we only have a daughter together, what's there to be jealous of? That she gets to marry her prince charming, why would I care?"
"Yeahhh, I think if you want her to believe that, you should work on the way you say it all."
"Uhhh, But I'm not jealous. Okay, no, I'm not. We're not in highschool anymore anyway, there's no way we would have lasted in the real world together. That's why we were non exclusive in college."
"Alright, if you say so."
"You know you really are sucking at being a best friend."
"Gee, thanks, Brooke."
"Don't mention it."
The door to the boutique opened, interrupting the two best friends' bantering ways.
"Mommy!"
"Hey, baby. How was school?" Brooke asked, wrapping her daughter in a hug.
"Good. Am I going to see daddy today?"
"I'm not sure, Ry. We'll have to call him later, okay?"
"Okay." Rylie replied sadly, trailing off to take a seat behind the counter.
Brooke frowned as her eyes followed her daughter before she turned to Haley. "Thanks so much, Hales."
"It wasn't a problem. I ought to be getting back to Nathan, though."
"Alright, I'll call you later. And thanks again."
"Don't mention it. Bye. Bye, Peyton."
"Bye."
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"Daddy, do ya wanna see a drawing I made at school for you?"
"Of course. Let me just talk to your mommy for a minute, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Hey, Brooke."
"Hi." Brooke placed her sketch pencil down and faced her ex boyfriend.
"Lindsey told me you stopped by earlier."
"Yeah, it's..., it was nothing."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I just forgot if you were picking up Rylie from school or if Haley was. Yeah, it was nothing."
"Okay, if you insist. She, um, she also said that she asked you something. About the wedding."
"Oh, yeah. I'm guessing it was your idea."
"Well, not really. Though I did tell her that you two should get to know each other better. It's weird, I've been dating her for four years already and you've practically have spent no time together."
"Lucas, a girlfriend of a boy and their ex don't hang out. Usually that's how it goes." Brooke said, making it sound as if it were the most obvious fact in the world.
Which it was. Lindsey had been right, Lucas and Brooke both did share a history; a complicated one at that.
"Yeah, but that shouldn't be the case for you two. I'm marrying Lindsey, but I still have Rylie, and you're her mother. We're all going to have to spend time together at one point. And she's not trying to "mark her territory" or whatever crazy theory you and Peyton probably have come up with." God, he knew her too well. "She's just trying, Brooke. So please, can you try, too?"
Brooke sighed, running a hand through her hair. She didn't want to try with Lindsey. Anybody else, and maybe there would be something to consider. No matter what Lucas said, Lindsey was marking her territory, most definitely.
"Daddy, here." Rylie came running back into the room, a piece of paper in her hand. She shoved the drawing into Lucas's face. "Do you like it?"
Lucas took the picture and examined it. Rylie had drawn two adults, a man and woman, and then a little girl. On the bottom it read, 'Daddy, Mommy, and Rylie.'
"Do you like it?" She repeated.
"It's beautiful, babe."
-----2011-----
"Brooke? Oh my god, Brooke, why are you crying?"
"Haley, I hate her."
"Hate who?"
"Her. Lindsey."
"What happened?"
"How dare he show up to our daughter's first birthday party with her?"
"Well, Lucas sorta did ask you a few days ago."
"I'm so stupid."
"No. No, you're not. What's wrong? Did she say anything to you?"
Brooke wiped her eyes and swallowed hard. "Did I make a mistake? Last year, when he asked me to marry him. Did I choose the wrong thing?"
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A/N - I don't think this is good at all. But next chapter will have lots of brucas interaction. This chapter was just sorta filler-ish. Sorry!
Anyways, still, leave a review!!!! I'll update quicker!
–Melissa
(Also, I updated Finding My Way Back yesterday. So if you haven't already, check out chapter 8!)