"You can do this," Brooke mumbled to herself for about the hundredth time.
A few days had passed, and Brooke had taken a home pregnancy test, which came out positive. She had then made a doctor's appointment, where her pregnancy was confirmed.
Brooke had expected October to spazz, but she actually had seemed pretty excited about it.
Brooke herself, was still unsure of the situation. It was too fast, in a relationship that had barley began again. She had come to terms with the news after a few boxes of Oreos.
Now came the hard part. Telling Lucas.
She reached his doorstep and held her hand out to knock on the door, when the memories all flooded back.
What do I say? thought Brooke. She was terrified. Completely terrified.
I can do this, just walk to the river court, Lucas will be there, you'll tell him and that will be it.
Brooke slowed walked along the roads to the river court. She could feels her throat tightening with each step she took, she felt like she was drowning.
There he was. Brooke smiled as she watched him dribble his basketball and easily sink a basket into the old tattered hoop. This won't be so bad, Brooke tried to convince herself.
She took another step towards the court when she saw there was someone else with Lucas at the court.
Peyton.
Crap. Maybe she will leave if I just say I need to talk to Luke...alone. They were probably just hanging out anyways, right?
That's when Lucas walked over to Peyton, who was giggling, and kissed her.
Right, Peyton meant nothing to him. Right.
Suddenly Brooke's steps weren't so slow anymore. She ran, as fast as she could, just trying to get as far away from that stupid court as possible, before she collapsed onto a patch of grass and began to sob.
"Just knock, it will be different this time," Brooke told herself.
Peyton was no longer in theirs lives.
They were happy together.
They already had a family together.
It was going to be all good.
So, she knocked.
"Hey, come in," Lucas said, with a grim face.
"Oh my god," thought Brooke, had October already told him?
"Hi, you okay?" Brooke questioned cautiously, while thinking of ways to torture October if she had let the pregnancy newsslip in class.
"Peyton's here," Lucas breathed.
"Oh," Brooke said.
And again, she wanted to run.