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!
So here's the last chapter. I hope everyone enjoys it! Next chapter will be an epilog! This one goes out to Dianhermans who broke the sad sad news of Chad Michael Murray being married and with a kid on the way. Broke my fan girl heart. Enjoy this!
Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging
Chapter Fifteen
Lucas's Point-of-View
"Brooke, they're okay. Come on. We'll get them in the morning. You need to go back to sleep."
"He was screaming at them. I could hear their pleas for me and yet I can't do shit." Brooke sighed, plopping down back onto the bed. "I feel like I need to do something, anything to protect them."
"And you will. Tomorrow we'll drive there first thing in the morning and then when we get back you can show them the new place."
Brooke finally would be moving here with me and I was excited about it. We started this relationship on rocky terms but driving back and forth every weekend made me realize how much I wanted her around all the damn time.
I craved her body. I craved her heart. I craved everything about Brooke. I was destined, in a corny term, it felt like for her.
"Can we go now?" She looked at me, at this point I was sitting up, leaning against the head board.
"B, it's two in the morning. It will be four by the time we get there. I think it's best to just wait till morning. It sounded like it all calmed down over there. Noon will come before you know it.
I mean yesterday came and went like the speed of light. Brooke and I went and looked at apartments for rent- close to work and my place as well as schools- and then spent the alone time doing what one would describe as 'do it like they do it on the Discovery Channel' if you know what I mean.
"Then distract me," She sighed moving back towards me before finding comfort in my arms. "Do something to make me sleep because right now I'm ready to clean up the kitchen, maybe start laundry for you and get around to clean the bathroom but maybe I'll pack up some of the boy's toys that have found their way here."
"I know one good way to distract you." I smirked before pulling her on top of me in one swift motion. My lips captured hers in a battle of dominance before she pulled away shacking her head laughing.
"Not that way." She laughed hitting me playfully and rolling off. "Nice try though."
"A guy can try, always."
"Well maybe later, I'm still recovering from early." She smirked showing her dimples. "Just distract me some other way."
"Like what, Pretty Girl?" Brooke just responded with a shrug of her shoulders. "What would you say you see your life being like in say, ten years?"
"Ten years?" She questioned, thinking of how to answer. "Random amount but I'm not sure."
"Not sure, huh? How about you tell me what was another one of your dreams from when you were younger?"
"Another dream?" Brooke thought again. "I guess I kind of let go of my dreams."
"Well now is a time to get them back. If you want to go back to school, or do anything, I'll support you."
I would support her. If Brooke wanted to pursue her fashion dream, I'd be the one backing her up all the way, me and her boys. We'd become her own little cheerleading pack.
"Thanks." Brooke smiled kissing me on the lips. "I always had this dream growing up."
"Tell me about it."
"It's kind of stupid. I mean every girl usually has these dreams and all but this one felt so real all the time."
"What happened in it?"
"It was me older, like my age now. I was sitting on those old wooden rocking chairs, the kind you find at Cracker Barrel. The kind you see on porches' in all those old fashion movies where the mother is always waiting for her children to get home from school or simply watching them play. Well in the one, there were always four kids calling me mom. The sexes changed every time but after William came along I continued to have them.
"Anyway, after he came along, it didn't change. Four kids, three boys and one girl, would be calling me Mama as I sat in that rocking chair watching them. A girl, with a dimpled smile and she was always named the same thing. It was like if I ever had a daughter, that the girl in my dreams would be named the same thing. Clarice Annabel. I always called her Clare-Bear or Reese. Then of course there were William and Grant. The third boy never really showed his face or told me his name. It always felt like something happened to him. I'm not sure.
"I know this is stupid but I don't feel complete because my so called dream never came true. I gave up a lot in these past couple of years. I gave up my career dreams and number of kids I had because of what everyone else was telling me to do, not at all because it was what I wanted to do. So in ten years, I actually want to complete at least one of my dreams. Be able to have that dream of rocking on a front porch."
"I like that dream." I smiled but inside I was thinking like crazy.
Could I see myself having my own kids? I love being around Grant and William because they are apart of Brooke and I love her like no tomorrow. I know somewhere deep inside I wanted kids eventually, but I always thought I'd never be like Nathan and Haley.
The whole tie yourself down with kids and a wife was never my cup of tea. But, with Brooke it was different. Not one day in my life did I not see myself in the future without her by my side.
Could I have two kids? Accomplish that dream for her? A little Clare-Bear or a no-named son, was that in my future?
Can I imagine, or would I like any one actually calling me Dad?
I had no clue if I wanted that in my life but I had some gut feeling that it would happen because Brooke has that affect on me.
Brooke pulled away from me slightly. I wonder if it's because I took some time to respond to her or was it her nerves. "I'm sorry if that scared you."
"Nothing scares me about that dream. I want to make it happen."
I just held her tightly as we just laid in silence till we both found sleep.
-XO-OTH-XO-
"Now that is a good way to wake up." I opened my eyes slowly, making sure that what I feel Brooke doing is not a dream.
Her soft lips trailed down my jaw and neck towards my morning wood- that has been happening a lot more than just in the morning now.
"Well it wakes you up. I've been up for hours. I cleaned the kitchen, the bathroom and organized the boys' toys to bring to the new place." She stopped what she was doing and I let out a moan from deep inside. "Now that you're up, I can stop."
"Oh, Brookie, you can not start the came and not finish it." I pulled her on top, using my hands to hold her on top of me. "That was you just being a tease."
"Yes, but it woke you up. Get dressed. I want to leave soon."
"Brooke, I love you and all but it's eight in the morning. We can't get them till noon."
"I just want to be ready, okay? What if the call when we are on the way and they say they want me there now? I can say I'll be there any minute." She made up her mind and I was not going to be the one to change it.
"Fine, I'll get up. But only if you join me in a nice relaxing shower."
"That I can do." She winked, pulling me towards the attached bathroom.
One hour later, we were on the road. Brooke sent a quick text to Julian, informing him of our arrival time and to have the boys ready.
She was quiet the entire drive. Holding my hand, moving in her seat. She was antsy. She just wanted her boys back, and I understood that completely.
Never mess with a Mama Bear and her Cubs.
When we pulled up to the apartment building Julian called home, Brooke jumped out of the car as soon as I pulled up.
"Slow down, B." I laughed, jogging to catch up with her. "They're okay."
"I just need to see it with my own eyes." Brooke declared continuing walking down the hallway.
Before I knew it, Brooke knocked on Julian's door.
"Mama!" William screamed loudly, opening the door.
That was the moment I realized something. I realized I wanted to make Brooke's dream come true. I wanted the two more kids, the family, the relaxing on a porch. I wanted it all and I wanted it with her.
I wanted her for forever.
"Hey baby," Brooke smiled, holding on tightly to William like she would loose him forever if she ever let go. "I missed you."
"I missed you too. Daddy's making pancakes, but they're not as good as yours!" He pulled her into the apartment and I followed behind nervously.
I wasn't comfortable being in my girlfriend's ex-husband's house. I think it should be a rule that I should never reenter into his domain again.
"Mr. Lucas!" Grant smiled, "Mama!"
I silently waved at him, keeping an eye on everything going around.
"Boys, why don't you go grab your bags, okay? I need to talk to your Mama alone." Julian was calm, something I've never seen before.
I didn't know what to do. I heard William ask me to come see his room, but the looks of discomfort from Brooke made me decline his want. I stayed in the kitchen, right in the doorway as Brooke sat at the kitchen table.
"I'm done with this mess, Brooke." Julian spoke so calmly. "I'm done fighting over this mess."
I looked at him shocked and so did Brooke. Brooke's jaw was almost at the floor.
"What?"
"They're all yours. I'll stick to the every other weekend and all that jazz but I'm done fighting over them and you." Julian threw his hands in the air. "I don't want to fight. It's not worth it."
"Oh," Brooke responded. "So this whole fight is completely over?"
"Yes," Julian sighed. "I just want the boys happy. I'm done fighting."
I stayed quiet, not really knowing if it was my place to speak or voice my opinion on the situation.
"Just keep me in the loop about the boys school and stuff. I want to be involved more. This new job allows me some flexibility with hours."
"Yeah, I'll email you the dates." Brooke nodded still in shocked. "I think we better get going. Grant, William, come on!"
"Luke, can I talk to you?" Julian questioned and Brooke stared at him concerned.
"Yeah sure." I nodded in agreement, hanging back as Brooke walked off to find the boys. "What is it?"
"I know this is awkward and all, but keep an eye on William and Grant for me, please. They look up to you a lot and I hate it but it is what it is." He shrugged.
"Sure, I'll keep an eye on them." I nodded as Brooke and the boys came into the room. "Ready B? We should hit the road if we want to get back in time to show the boys the apartment."
"Yeah. Say bye boys. You'll see him next weekend." Brooke gave a pleasant smile in response and ushered the boys to say goodbye.
By the time we made it down to the car Brooke looked like a weight was lifted off her chest. She could breath again and was smiling a smile that went up to her eyes. Her eyes sparkled with love. She was a amazing.
"It's done. All done." Brooke whispered. "No more fights, no more hiding. It's all over."