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What's True
Chapter 5 -
-----2014-----
"Where's Lindsey?" Her voice filled the cold room as her eyes stayed focused on the floor, her hands both clenching the sides of the kitchen sink.
"In the other room; with Rylie."
She nodded, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear, and then opened the dishwasher.
"Need any help?" He asked, watching her take out clean dishes and put in the dirty ones from dinner.
"No. I got it all under control."
He sighed. Of course she would be mad about this. "Look, I know you're probably mad—."
"I'm not mad, Luke."
"Then why are you acting like this?"
She shook her head, and without any words, she continued on with the dishes.
"Brooke..." He said and paused. He didn't know what to say. He was engaged to Lindsey, and Brooke had just found out. It was only logical that Brooke would be mad. Or at least feel some kind of emotion. Whatever it was, she didn't feel like opening up to Lucas, it seemed.
Finally, Brooke turned around and walked closer to him. "Are you happy?"
First, he looked at her confused. What was she getting at? She urged him to answer. "Of course I'm happy."
"Then that's all I care about, Lucas. If she's the one that's going to keep you happy for the rest of your life...then I'm okay with it."
"Thanks, Brooke." He replied; he wasn't expecting that out of her.
"Congrats, Luke." She wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
She wished she was the one that would be making him happy for the rest of his life...
-----2015-----
"So how was it?"
"A nightmare." She rolled her eyes, and Peyton stifled a laugh. "P. Sawyer, it was not funny."
"Well what happened?"
"You know, I can't even recall the horrific events. All I know is, instead of taking one stop forward, I think we ended up taking, like, two steps back. But I did finally tell him how I was feeling about everything."
"Brooke, that's great."
"Yeah, I guess it would have been if he hadn't brought up the whole college thing."
"You're kidding."
"I wish." She muttered. "And you know, it's not so much that I'm just holding onto that moment, because I know that I can't just turn back time, but it makes me wonder if he's really ready to move on and start a new family with someone else."
Peyton nodded. "Well, did you ask him about it after?"
"No. After he apologized, I wanted to just get the trip over with already."
"Well I'm sorry it was such a bust. I know you were looking forward to just spending time alone with Rylie."
"Yeah, thanks...oh, excuse me." Brooke rummaged through her purse to retrieve her cell phone that had just started ringing. "Oh no."
"What? What is it?"
"Why the hell is Lindsey calling me?"
"Well are you gonna answer it?"
"I guess I don't have a choice...Hello...Hi, Lindsey...At three-thirty? Alright, I just have to pick Rylie up from school and then we'll go over...Okay, see you then. Bye."
"And...?"
"Ugh." She groaned in disgust. "Final alterations on the dresses."
"You have fun with that."
"Oh, trust me, I will. Anyway, I gotta go pick Ry up from school. But don't worry, I'll definitely call you later with all the details."
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"Mommy, Lindsey said that tomorrow she and daddy and me are gonna go get my shoes for the wedding. And then, she said that we're gonna go into the toy store and she's gonna let me pick out any toy I want."
"Sounds fun, babe."
"And then, she told me that after the wedding and after she and daddy go on their honeymoon, we're all gonna take a vacation. The three of us; me, daddy, and Lindsey."
"Oh...she said that? That's nice." Brooke lied. She didn't like that idea at all.
Rylie nodded, snuggling closer to her stuffed animals on her bed. "I'm tired." She then let out a yawn.
"Yeah? Well, you had a big day. A lot of work to do in school, right?"
"Mhmm."
"Alright, well you get some sleep. Goodnight, love you." She kissed her forehead.
"Love you, too."
After turning off the light in her daughter's room, Brooke quickly raced for the phone, dialing Peyton's number.
"Hello?"
"Peyton, it's happening."
"What's happening?"
"Lindsey's trying to replace me."
"What?"
"She's trying to replace me as Rylie's mother."
"Brooke, that's insane."
It was one of Brooke's worst fears for a while now. That Lucas would meet somebody, fall in love with them, and then Rylie would love them, too. And this 'somebody' happened to be Lindsey, and Rylie was already starting to really like her.
"No, it's not. Okay, once she marries Luke, she's her step-mother. She's going to treat Rylie as her own daughter, and Rylie's going to start thinking less about me and more about Lindsey."
"Now you're just being paranoid. You're insane, okay? Rylie is in love with you, you're her mother, you've been there for her more than Lindsey has. Brooke think about it, you're her mother. Her mother, okay? And she loves you to death; she looks up to you, and admires you."
"I so wish you'll be right, but, god, what if you're wrong?" She let out a strangled sob.
"Please, Brooke, don't cry. Because you're crying over nothing. And if that small, one percent chance that I'm wrong does happen, I will personally show up at Lindsey's doorstep and beat her up, okay?"
Brooke laughed through her tears. "Thanks, P. Sawyer."
"Now stop being so paranoid. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
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The next day, not only did Lucas show up to take Rylie, but Lindsey came, too.
"You okay?" He asked her. She had been glancing at Lindsey several times in the past five minutes they had arrived.
She inhaled deeply. "Yeah." Exhaled. "I'm fine...Let me go see if Rylie's ready yet."
"Oh, I can do that." Lindsey cut in.
"No." She said rudely. "No, it's fine." She finished off a bit nicer.
When she was up the staircase, she let out a deep breath.
And this was only the start. Things were going to get a lot worse.
Great.
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A/N - I really hate Lindsey, lol. Let me know what you thought, please.
Also, for those who read 'Finding My Way Back', if you haven't already, check out chapter 11!
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–Melissa