Summary: Julian is about to lose his job after the company he works for is combining with another. His boss, Lucas, always flirted with his wife, Brooke. What happens when Julian pushes Brooke to sleep with Lucas to keep his job?
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the little boys. Everything else is owned by One Tree Hill. The title is from a Fall Out Boy song!
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Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging
Chapter Seven
Brooke's Point-of-View
I sat in my car after leaving Lucas' office not really sure were my mind was going. Why do I keep doing this? Using my body for nothing but revenge against Julian. Was it even worth it in the end to do?
I told him I wouldn't be home tonight but I miss my boys. I miss Grant and William and how they always need me. I never spend nights away from them; so one night would probably kill me if I do it alone. I could go to my mom's but I'm not having a conversation with her about how southern girls are made to please, just do what ever your husband wants, darling, and it will get you far. Complete and utter bullshit if you ask me.
What do I want though?
I'm doing things I've never done in my life or dreamed of doing. I never wanted to be those housemothers who find comfort in another man's hands but it was what I was doing.
Lucas comforted me, just as Julian stressed me out and dictated what I did for him.
Julian wanted sex; I must give it to him. Julian wanted no more kids; IUD was inserted to prevent pregnancies because he'd become less of a man if he has a vasectomy. Julian wanted me to sleep with Lucas; I gave in and slept with him and now I just keep doing it.
Lucas some how, in the two days we had sex, knew exactly were to touch me, where to kiss me, and definitely knew what to do with his mouth. Gosh that fucking mouth.
He was a lover that wanted to please everyone. Julian was a lover that just was selfish and wanted his needs to be met. I don't think Julian even fucking realizes after sex, well after he gets off, I usually made sure he was sound asleep before sneaking a shower and using the shower head to help the building need for myself to get off.
Gosh, Brooke. Get yourself together.
I should head home, for my boys sake. Who knows what Julian is doing with them or hell, he probably ran to his mommy since he can't handle them.
I put the car in drive and drove all the way home in silence. When pulling into the garage, I checked my self in the mirror carefully.
Sex hair was now tamed in a ponytail. My sweater was straightened out, and I hid the undies that were now ripped in my purse and will throw those out when Julian went to bed.
His mom was here. I looked at the driveway and into the road and there parked in the curb in front of the house was his mother's white BMW. Great.
Don't they always say in-laws are the worse? Julian's dad I can handle, his mom makes me want to push her down a flight of stairs, or drink my sorrows away. Either option was acceptable.
"Mama," I saw William's face light up and he ran right to me. "You home! Daddy said you weren't coming back."
"I am always coming back for you, William." I kissed his forehead, lifting him into my arms.
Kids make everything better. Grant and William know how to calm me, but yet they brighten my day. I loved being a mother, it was my purpose in this world I felt the moment they placed Grant into my arms six years ago.
"Good cause Daddy can't cook, Mama. He tried. Nanny came and cooked for us." William went on, "Nanny helping Grant with home work. She doesn't help like you do."
"I see." I smiled walking further into the house. "I guess Mama knows best, huh?"
"Uh-huh." He nodded resting his head on my shoulder. My baby boy was growing up so fast. Soon enough he'd be William's age and too big for me to carry him. "I miss you Mama."
"I missed you too, bud." I rubbed his back.
"Look who finally showed up? Deciding to be a mother now huh?" Sylvia spoke with a voice of ice. "Your husband was worried about you."
"Well I told him were I would be and it actually isn't any of your business." I sent a glare her way. "How was school, Grant?"
"We learning to add, Mama! Look!" He held up a sheet that had simple math problems on it. "I getting them all right!"
"That's good, G." I smiled kissing his head. "Nanny helping you?"
"She not doing a good job." Grant giggled and I laughed along getting the look of death from Sylvia.
"Proper boys do not make fun of people, Grant." Sylvia spoke with such confidence just as Julian walked in.
"Well," I'm personally ignoring Julian, "I can handle the homework now, you can leave. Tell Nanny bye boys."
"Oh," Sylvia looked shocked. Never have I ever kicked her out like I'm planning to now but I just couldn't handle her and Julian right now. My mind was already running wild and the stress of her presence was killing me. "Julian said I was taking the boys for the night. I'll bring them to school in the morning since he needs to work and you were off gallivanting around with your legs open."
"Mama what's gallie-banting?" Grant asked trying to pronounce the word correctly.
Always the observant child, "Gallivanting, bud. Don't worry about it. Say goodbye to Nanny because she is leaving and I'm not sure when you'll see her again." I was personally going to make sure they never see her for a long time. "Then go play for a little, we can finish homework soon? You can have a little break."
With the word break coming from my mouth, Grant and also William ran, gave Sylvia a quick hug and ran after each other upstairs.
"What the hell was that?" I spoke when they left the room. Little ears do not need to hear what I was going to say.
"I couldn't get them to school and be on time for work, so I asked my Ma. It's not that big of a deal." Julian shook it off. "Besides, you weren't here. Who knows where the hell you've been. You hate your mom."
"I couldn't be around someone so hateful like you." I hissed back, not the best comeback but it worked for now. "Sylvia you can leave."
"Brooke, let her have the boys for the night." Julian fought, "Come on, what's so bad about it? You need a night away from them anyway."
"No thank-you." I shook my head disagreeing. "I can handle them right now. If you want to be with your Mommy so badly, why don't you go stay their for the night."
"Brooke," Sylvia spoke up and I sent a death glare to her. She didn't need to speak, hell she had no reason to speak up. I can handle my own family without the input of her. "Julian was telling me how you like his boss now. As a proper woman, you do not stray away from your husband."
"Leave, Sylvia. Now!" My voice rose, pointing my finger towards the door. "I want you out of my house, now!"
"It's just as much mine as it is yours, Brooke." Julian again spoke up, "If I want my mother here, she can be here. Listen to her, she'll bring a lot of advised towards you."
"If you want your mother here, fine. Have her here but the boys and me are gone. I'm not allowing someone who called the mother of their grandchild a whore in front of them. She doesn't get that benefit." I made up my mind already. I'll grab a bag, pack enough stuff for the rest of the week and head to the only hotel in all of Tree Hill. The boys will enjoy a little vacation, especially with the perks of having an indoor pool there. "Make up your mind, Julian."
"You, the boys and my mother are not going anywhere." He hissed, clenching his teeth. "Trust me, B. Do not push me on this." He took a step closer to me and I took a step back.
I needed to distance myself. I saw the look in his eyes, the same look from the night before. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach what was going to happen.
I knew Julian's history with his parents. Hell his father smacked his mother around a couple of times; nothing according to him was major. But to me, that would be very major. One smack I should've gotten the hell out of there. I wish I could leave but I had nowhere to go.
"I'm getting out of here." I slowly made my way over to the staircase in the kitchen. I use to hate that staircase, really, who needs two staircases to get upstairs? As of now, I love it. "Don't you even dare follow me, Julian."
And he didn't. He was all threat and no game. I quickly took two steps at a time and ran into Grant's room first.
"Mama," Grant's face lit up.
My little Mama's Boy.
"Grab some toys bud, and put them in your backpack. We're going on a little trip okay?" I didn't want to give too much away. I quickly threw some of his uniforms into a bag along with normal outfits that will last till I figure out what the fuck to do.
"Where we going?" Grant questioned looking up from his book.
"I'm not sure yet, but it will be fun, okay?" I kissed his forehead before walking quickly across the hall to William's room. "Hey bud, can you pack some toys up?"
"I did already!" He stated proudly.
"Okay, go hang in Grant's room for a little, okay?" I was almost begging.
I can do this. I can and I will.
Both boys bags are packed, I quickly packed one for myself, and we made our way downstairs.
"I told you, you are not leaving." Julian yelled and I swear I saw the boys jump slightly.
I moved quickly in front of them. I had to protect them. I'm their mother; it's my job too.
"I told you I don't care. You're not treating me like that. I won't allow it." I stood my ground. "Boys, go get in my car please. Grant help your brother get into his seat please."
"Don't even think about it." Julian warned them.
William and Grant looked back and forth between Julian and me. Neither one knew what to do nor did I really. "Boys go." I guided them towards the garage door. "It's oaky," I reassured them.
"Brooke," Julian hissed at me.
Sylvia was standing there watching it. Who knows what her son was willing to do but she wouldn't stop him.
"Don't." I put my hand up. "You started this, and now I'm ending it." I walked out, I heard them speak something about what in the world did Julian do, but I didn't care. Not at all, I was getting the hell out of there.
"Mama, you okay?" William asked nervously as soon as I climbed into the car.
"Yeah, William. I'm okay." I sent him a reassuring smile and pulled out of the drive way quickly.
I was getting the hell out of there.
-XO-OTH-XO-
It was quiet, too quiet for me, nothing but the dull noise of the television to keep my mind from wondering. The boys were passed out, sleeping peacefully on either side of me.
They were enjoying this little vacation. They went swimming, we had room service and we even watched a movie. I let them stay up a little later and even let them play in the bathtub with the jets on. They were having a blast and I wasn't going to stop them.
My phone vibrated twenty times, ten being phone calls from both Julian and Sylvia, all going unanswered. After paying for the hotel, Julian probably check the credit card statement because he some how managed to continue to call the room till I unplugged the phone.
The other ten messages were from Lucas. It made me nervous to read them, so I didn't until now.
Everywhere in this damn office I can picture fucking you.
Okay, that might have made me a little horny, but I just kept on reading. One after the other all stated what he would want to do with me if we were alone again.
For some reason, I was enjoying this. I was never that into the whole expressing sexual needs.
Then my phone started to ring. Quickly, I climbed out from in between the boys and tiptoed towards the balcony.
"I can see that you read those messages," His voice was dripping in sex, at least I could tell over the phone, "You may want to turn that off if you don't want me to know."
"What, you don't like anticipation?" I smirked. I wasn't going to give into him. "I mean I'm all for reliving today, if that is what you mean. It sure seems that way from the messages."
"If you're willing, I'm there." He snickered.
"Glad to know I'm just a booty call away for you." I was joking of course. Not that I really cared anymore. Lucas treated me way better than Julian every did.
"How was it going home? He suspect anything?"
"Probably but that's not my problem anymore." I spoke with confidence. After seeing how happy the boys were, I made the decision not to go back. I wasn't going back, at least for now. Not until Julian realized how big of an asshole he was. "I left him."
"Left him?" Lucas's voice showed a struggle to comprehend those words. "Officially? What happened? I need to prepare for tomorrow."
"As for now, officially. The boys and I are at a hotel." I frowned. "I don't have anything planned yet, but yeah."
"Oh, okay." He agreed. "Did something happened?"
"What didn't happen?" I declared with a small laugh. "It's okay, though. Don't worry about it."
"Okay then. Well if you still want to meet tomorrow. I have a meeting in the morning and then nothing. Maybe I can take you to lunch?"
"A date? Lucas Scott does dates?"
"Now you're not really married, I can show you around town. I mean there are multiple places I can imagine lifting your skirt and fucking you. Make sure there are no underwear tomorrow and wear a skirt. Got it?"
"Yes, sir." I stated for a joke.
"Now say that to me when I'm fucking you hard." And then he hung up.
Gosh, every single fucking thing about this man made my undies wet.
What the fuck was going on with me?