Chapter 33-I'm Yours
"Everything alright, Tutor Mom?" Brooke asked her friend, as Haley sat back down on the picnic blanket.
Brooke had jumped at the chance to spend some time with Haley and the kids; it was one of the things that she missed most about Tree Hill, just spending time with friends and family.
"Yeah everything is fine; the boys are at Karen's Café. She was wondering if she could spend some time with Ella. You know how sentimental she gets" Haley said, crossing her fingers behind her back.
"Yeah sure, did she want me to take her there?" Brooke said, packing up Ella's baby bag
"No, its ok Tigger, I have to take Lily back there anyway. It's no trouble"
"Are you sure you can handle taking care of 4 kids?" Brooke asked
"Oh yeah no worries, Peyton can help me" Haley said, nodding enthusiastically
"I can?" Peyton asked. Haley glared at her for a moment. "Oh yeah, don't worry Brooke, we'll look after her"
"Alrighty, let me just say goodbye to the kids, and I guess I will head back to the house"
"Ok"
Brooke got up and waded through the leaves to the kids, while Haley sat down next to Peyton.
"So is everything ready?" Peyton asked, twisting her wedding ring nervously
"I think so" Haley replied excitedly, bouncing Isabella on her knee.
"Do you think she will flip out?"
"Probably, I guess we will have to wait until tonight to find out"
"Oh I can't wait…" Peyton giggled
Brooke looked at Peyton and Haley as they whispered on the blanket. She knew something was up, and she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to find out. The last time she spied on Haley and Peyton, Haley had caught Peyton and Lucas rendezvousing in the Library while he was still going out with Brooke. So whatever it is, it can't be good, she thought.
Brooke opened the door, struggling to take off her coat as she pressed the answering machine button that was flashing at her.
"Hey Pretty Girl, I've gone out with Nate and the boys, but I've left you something in the bedroom, sorry it is a little late…love you, babe"
Brooke clapped her hands excitedly and sprinted to the bedroom. On the bed lay a large white box, tied with the large gold bow. Placed on top was a silver envelope, and typed on the front in large letters was "Read this before opening the box"
Brooke opened the envelope, in printed cursive writing enclosed "A pretty dress for a pretty girl. Put this on, be ready by 7pm"
Brooke opened the box, revealing a cherry red dress, made of pure satin, with a chiffon overlay. It was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. She jumped excitedly up and down before checking the bedside clock. Ahh, an hour and a half, I better get a move along! She thought
Brooke
stood before the mirror, admiring the dress that she had just put on.
The off the shoulder sleaves blended in with the empire neckline,
hugging her chest and the dress swept the floor lightly as she
walked. Her curled hair was hanging loosely around her shoulders; one
side pined up with a ruby barrette. Small ruby earrings dangled from
her ears, matching the outfit. Brooke sat on the bed, carefully
slipping on red pumps.
She glanced at the clock for the millionth
time in the last 10 minutes.
The ring of the door bell echoed through the house as the clock striked 7.She grabbed her purse before she ran down the stairs, going as fast as her shoes could make her.
Brooke opened the door, and found a tall older gentleman in a tuxedo, holding another silver envelope.
"Miss Davis?" he enquired in a deep baritone "this is for you; I will be waiting in the car when you are ready"
"Car?" she said surprised
The man simply stepped out of the doorway, revealing a slick black limousine.
The
breath caught in her throat as she stepped through the threshold into
the driveway.
She opened the next envelope. "Ask
the driver to take you to the place of our first date"
She grinned widely before stepping into the limousine, and closing the door firmly behind her.
"Can you please take me to Blue Bar, thank you driver?" she asked politely
"Call me Joe"
"Thank you, Joe"
They travelled in silence, Brooke watching the sights of her home town go by as they got closer and closer to the place of their first date. The anticipation was building up in her stomach, as they pulled into the car park.
Brooke got out of the car, and walked towards the Bar. She looked back uncertainly at the idle limousine. Joe just gave her a reassuring wave before pulling out a newspaper, and started to read.She opened the heavy mental door, and walked towards the bar, looking for Lucas. She felt more self conscious as she walked; thinking how formal she must looked compared to the other girls in the bar.
The bartender looked straight at her, and asked in a heavy Boston accent "Are you Brooke?"
"Yes" she said nervously, picking at her nails nervously.
He reached under the bar and handed her yet another silver envelope
She muttered thanks before walking out of the bar and back into the car park
"Go to the place where we first met"
"So where are we going next?" enquired Joe
"Take me to the high school thanks, Joe"
One more nervous car ride later, they arrived at the high school. Dusk had fallen over the town, and the reflected lights of the football field aluminised the car park. Once again, Brooke got out of the car, and looked around at the empty space. In the corner of the car park, one particular car caught her eye. As she walked over to it, she thought have I just walked into one of those bad slasher movies?
As she approached, her heart rate increased, until she was outside the driver's side window. All seemed dark in the car, so she knocked lightly.
Slowly the window wound down, revealing an old friend.
"Mouth, thank goodness you scared me!" Brooke said, her heart rate slowly returning to normal.
"Sorry, I was just following orders." He said sheepishly
"From whom? Its Lucas isn't it?"
"Here's your next envelope" Mouth said, handing it to her.
"It's the place we spent our first night together"
Brooke got more excited as she got closer to Karen's house. No longer nervous she craved to find the next clue. As soon as she got out of the limo, she could see the porch light glisten against the newly painted red door. She was surprised at the colour; it had been black for so many years. After she broke up with Lucas senior year, she had stared at that door for hours on end, wondering what he was doing, if he was finally happy with Peyton. But tonight, the door represented everything that was their relationship. A fresh coat of paint, a new beginning.
She opened the door carefully. Brooke automatically turned the light on, revealing the very room that they spent so many hours in growing up. It had been years since she had had a properly looked around it. The last memory she had had of this place was catching Peyton and Lucas making out, a memory she tried to shake from her mind. She stepped into the room, taking in all the details that had changed. There were pictures of Lucas' first book signing, and all the accolades that went with it. Not doubt Karen had placed them there. A degree from UNC, the display covers of his first book. But one poster caught her eye. In the corner of the room, was the cover of Vogue magazine that she had shot 3 years previously. Brooke stepped back in shock. Had he been thinking about her all this time? Brooke glanced at the photos on his desk. She had assumed that she had been replaced in them a long time ago. Closest to her, was a photo of Keith, Karen and Lily, and next to that a photo of the gang the night of Rachel's graduation party. Brooke picked up the next photo frame, surprised at its contents. It was a photo taken at the Rivercourt, the exact one she had in her kitchen draw in New York.
"See I told you it had always been you" Haley said stepping into his room
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking you to your final destination" Haley replied cryptically
"But I don't understand" Brooke replied, shaking her head slightly.
"You will" Haley said revealing a blind fold
"I am so not going to put that on" she said stubbornly
"Bad luck"
"Tutor Mommm" Brooke whined
"Tigger, come on"
"Ok" Brooke said pouting
Brooke could feel Haley guide her out of the house, back into the limousine.
"Please take us to the secret location, Joe" Haley said
"Have you two met?" Brooke asked suspiciously
"Don't worry about it Brooke"
"Right away, Miss" Joe replied, and eased the car into motion
They travelled for about 20 minutes, from what Brooke could tell. She could feel every bump the car went over, but was completely miffed to where they were going. Haley had chattered to her the whole way there, skilfully avoiding Brooke questions of the secret location by saying "oh we will be there soon"
Finally, the car stopped. Brooke heard the car door opening and Haley guided her out of the car. She was led over soft grass, and then felt hard bitumen connect with her heels. Haley let go of Brooke, and she heard Haley walk away.
"Haley?" she called
Suddenly, she felt her blindfold taken off, their hands not soft, like Haley's, but course and rough.
"Luke? Is that you?" she called out, but all that she heard was water, slashing against the shore.
Her blindfold fell away, revealing Lucas, dressed in a tuxedo, holding a bouquet of lilies.
"Luke?" she said weakly, glancing around. The Rivercourt was transformed into a romantic oasis. Fairy lights twinkled in the trees, and tea candles covered the court.
"Brooke" he said, moving towards her, rose petals paving a path amongst the candles.
"Lucas…I'm confused" she said, still glancing around the open area
"I told you a long time ago that this place is a part of me, and you are a part of this world. What I didn't realise then is that you are my world Brooke Davis. In the time we were apart, I thought about you everyday. The places you've been tonight? They are the places I couldn't bear to be because they reminded me of you. I promised myself along time ago that if you ever came back into my life, I would never let you go. You are my Cherry, my Pretty Girl. Because I love you, I have always loved you; I was just been too scared to admit it. But I promise you to the day I die I will love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Brooke Penelope Davis, will you marry me?"
A/N: How much do you hate me??Sorry for the cliffhanger!Thanks to everyone who reveiewed the last chapter as well, you all rock!Depending on the reviews, the next chapter will be out next Friday, so keep an eye out!Thanks, Lydia