You stand in the line just to hit a new low

You're faking a smile with the coffee to go

You tell me your life's been way off line

You're falling to pieces every time

And I don't need no carryin' on

XXX

After turning to her left side, Brooke's eyes fluttered open slowly. The second she felt the pain in her eyes, she had remembered what happened.

Lucas had taken her back into her bedroom, and let her just cry her eyes out on his chest. He didn't ask what happened, or pry for any questions. Instead he just rubbed her back soothingly, occasionally whispering that it was okay, or that he was there for her.

Brooke let out a yawn as she sat up, noticing she was in the room by herself now. Looking over to the clock on the dresser, she realized it was already 7. She was asleep for at least 3 and a half hour. But she needed it; she hadn't been sleeping well at all lately. But something seemed to go off in her head as she was in Lucas' arm, she knew she was safe.

Just before Brooke went to get out of bed, she watched the door crack open and Lucas' face appear.

"Morning…or…evening…" Lucas said softly with a laugh as he handed her a coffee. "My mom knew you'd be over, so she brought you a coffee on her break." He told her as she took the cup, happily taking a drink of it. "You actually just missed her, she had to go back for the dinner rush."

Brooke nodded as she set the cup down on her lap, letting a small smile remain on her face. Something about being with Lucas made her happy, made her calm.

"How are you feeling?" Lucas asked, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it, still keeping his eyes on Brooke.

"Like an idiot..." Brooke told him softly. Just as Lucas began to reply, she quickly cut him off. "I'm sorry about earlier Luke; I shouldn't have broken down like that. I was just…having a bad day, and I needed to take it out on someone…" Brooke lied. She really didn't remember what exactly she had told him, considering she was sobbing so much.

"Brooke, I've seen you have bad days…" He told her sincerely, seeing right through her mask. "You're bad days consist of you being a little moody, a little distant… But you get over them within the hour. It's part of why I fell in love with you…" A smile formed on Lucas' lips. "But this, this wasn't a bad day. You're hiding something from me…"

"What?" Brooke asked, pretending to act like she had no idea what he was talking about. "Lucas it was just a bad day. Stop overanalyzing this…I just…"

"You told Mr. Chavez no." Lucas cut her off. By the look in her eyes, he knew his suspicions were right.

"What are you talking about?" Brooke voice began to tremble a bit. How could Lucas have known? Better yet, who all knew now?

"Brooke, please stop trying to fight me on this." Lucas kneeled down in front of her on his knees, taking his hands in his. "I need you to be honest with me. You know I'm not gonna judge you…Just let me in."

Brooke stared out into space for a few minutes. Could she really tell him? He'd probably think she asked for it, that it was all her fault.

Sometimes the system goes on the blink

And the whole thing turns out wrong

You might not make it back and you know

That you could be well oh that strong

And I'm not wrong



"Lucas…" Brooke finally managed to get out, her eyes swelling with tears all over again. "I…We were just…I didn't…" Brooke tried so many different ways to get it out, but none seemed to be working.

Finally she stood up and dashed towards the door once again, only this time trying to get to the side door at his bedroom instead of the kitchen.

"Damn it Brooke, just let me in!" He yelled, latching onto his arm and turning her around to face him.

"He didn't listen to me!!" She finally shouted, much louder then she would have liked. Tears were now gushing down her face once again as Lucas' hands remained on her shoulders, waiting for her to continue. "I told him to stop, I just wanted—I just wanted detention to end. I was still so mad at him…that he could do the same thing you did…"

"What did he do?" Lucas asked after Brooke was silent for a few seconds.

"He ch—cheated on me…so I broke it off with him…" Brooke said, trying to gain her breath back. "But he…he was mad that I did…he still wanted it…"

Lucas pulled Brooke into his arms tightly. Knowing that she had been seeing their teacher hurt like hell, but seeing the girl he loved break in front of him like this hurt a million times more.

"What do you mean he still wanted it?" Lucas asked, running his fingers through Brooke's hair as she was shaking in his arms.

"I told him no Luke…I didn't want to sleep with him I swear…But he…he…held me there. I…couldn't get away…I'm so sorry…" She cried, his shirt now soaked with her tears.



Lucas could literally feel his blood boiling. There was no denying what Brooke had just told him. Their new English teacher raped her. He was the cause for this broken girl, and Lucas was determined to break him just as badly.

So where is the passion when you need it the most

Oh you and I

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

You've seen what you like

And how does it feel for one more time

You had a bad day

You had a bad day

Authors note:

Well? The moment you've all been waiting for..LUCAS OFFICIALLY KNOWS!! :D

I wanted to clear up some confusion. Someone had asked about what Lucas had read. He read the note that Brooke and Rachel had been passing in class before Brooke went storming out of the room.

Also, if you guys have any suggestions please let me know, reguarding what you'd like to see happen, or who you'd like to see more of. After all, it's your guys' reviews that make me want to keep writing this story. There WILL be another update this weekend. So tonight? Tomorrow? :D