A/N: No story I have ever written have I gone this fast. I just have so many ideas for this story that I have to write to down before I forget!
JustLikeBrookeDavis: Yeah, Brooke doesn't fully trust anybody anymore because her sister left a pretty big hole in her heart.
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To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death." Taylor Swift
I finally finished the costumes around six and my hands hurt. Since the material was very expensive and delicate I had to hand sew everything. The lion, the cow, and every other animal I could think of had been made and now I just wanted a cheeseburger and shake for some weird reason. Walking out of the church I had already decided I was going to get Rachel to stop and I would buy us dinner, but walking out Rachel's jeep wasn't there. Instead was a mustang with blond leaning against it.
"So I was in the neighborhood" He shrugged pushing off the car and walking up to me taking my bag.
"What are you doing here?" I asked as he opened the door.
"Proving myself" He told me as it was the most obvious thing in the world. I mean, why else would he be here?
"Right" I said eyeing him suspiciously as I slid in to the car and he shut the door before getting in on his side. "You picking me up at church won't make me date you" I told him honestly.
"Never said it would, but it is a start" He smiled as he started to drive, "You hungry?" He asked me.
"No" I lied not wanting him to buy me dinner.
"Yeah you are" He told me.
"And how would you know that?" I asked him. I knew I was being stubborn but I don't like that he knows that I am hungry.
"Well, are you not, not hungry?" He asked and I knew what he was trying to do.
"Hmm… well I cancel out those not's and you are asking me if I am hungry so my answer is no" I smirked at him.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. You used to be smart" He laughed.
"Used to be? I still am I just don't care" I responded.
"Alright, I believe you. Do you like Burger and Shake?" He asked. Crap, I love Burger and shake; they had the best Philly cheese steaks ever.
"Yes" I mumbled knowing I wasn't going to win.
"Good" He smiled smug in victory as he pulled in the parking lot getting out.
"Why can't we go through drive through?" I asked him not wanting this to be a date.
"It is just food, it won't kill you. It is not a date. Come on, Bob" He smirked as I scowled at him.
"It's Brooke" I growled stomping towards the door.
"Bob" He said still with a damn smirk on his face
"You are great at this proving yourself thing. I might be madly in love with you now. I don't know how to deal with this" I cooed sarcastically.
"Is this the part where i take you on the counter?" He asked as he opened to door and I glared.
"I don't like PDA" I told him matter of fact walking up to the cashier.
"Could have fooled me" He grumbled before he ordered what he wanted.
"And you?" The older lady asked me. This place was probably the only place in Tree Hill where the people didn't know anyone. They were foreign barely spoke English, but made the best food ever.
"Philly cheese steak special all the way with a chocolate shake" I smiled. If we would have gone anywhere else, I would have gotten the burger, but this was like a novelty place. I didn't get it a lot.
"10.50" She smiled as Lucas gave her the money.
"Lucas…" I warned.
"What? Okay it is not a date, but I'm not going to make you pay. I'm a gentleman" He told me.
"Could have fooled me" I smirked using the same line he used earlier before occupying a non-occupied booth as I waited for my food.
"Why do you do that?" he asked me once he got the food and sat it down in front of me.
"Do what?" I replied confused as I ate a fry.
"This act of I don't care. I hate everyone." He mocked.
"Because then when something doesn't go the way I want, I won't get disappointed." I said honestly.
"Stupid logic" He replied as he ate his burger.
"It is the same thing as you act different when you are around certain people" I snapped.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"You act all big and tough and arrogant around kids at school, then as a normal person when it is just you and Nathan and like a well mannered person when with your mom" I explained.
"And how do I act around you?" He asked obviously put off with my remark.
"Like there is something in there" I sighed pointing at his heart.
"You don't know me" He responded with a shake of the head.
"And you don't know me, Lucas. I don't want you too" I said softly.
"Why? Are you afraid I might actually like you?" He snipped.
"No, that you will see I am a freak and run the other way" I replied sheepishly before eating my meal in silence and he kept talking.
"Why won't you just let me be with you?" He asked aggravated but I didn't answer.
"Can we just have one time where we don't fight?" I asked him with begging eyes.
"You make this so enjoyable" He mumbled at me.
"Then why are you here? Why even try if you're gonna be mad when I say what I want to say?" I asked sadly.
"Because I want you. I am trying so hard, Brooke and you don't even care" He explained rubbing his hands over his face.
"How have you tried? We skipped school and then you picked me up at church. If that is you trying hard, I can only imagine you not trying at all" I said with a dry laugh as I finished off my food.
"I'm done Brooke." He said standing up and I didn't know if he meant eating or with me, but somewhere deep down I was praying he was talking about the food.
"With the food or with me?" I asked nervously.
"Let's go, Brooke" He sighed walking out and getting in his car.
"That wasn't what I wanted to hear" I whispered before following him and silently getting in the car and we didn't speak the way to Rachel's.
"I was thirteen" I spoke out randomly as he pulled into Rachel's driveway and he looked at me with a mixture of annoyed and confused, "They all thought I already knew, so they were talking freely about it. My mom was telling them how she found out, told them all while I was eating my breakfast" I whispered not wanting to cry, "I would always feel bad for those people because they looked different and they had so many problems and they didn't even do anything. When she said it I remember dropping my fork and leaving" I told him looking over at him.
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"Dan did drugs for almost his whole life and when a father does drugs, it doesn't usually work out for the child. Everyone just thought that I was freak; hell I thought I was a freak. I mean the allergies, the illnesses, and the disgusting hair that I could really grow till I was five. It was his entire fault. It was always his fault. Like I said, when I found out I left. I walked out the door and kept walking. Next thing I know I have a car next to me." I laughed.
"Brooke…" He whispered probably thinking the worse thing.
"She told me I was the most beautiful drug baby she had ever seen" I smiled, "She said I shouldn't have to worry what other people thought of me because she thought I was amazing. She told me she would never leave me and that she would be there so I had a shoulder to cry on" I sighed swallowing the lump in my throat and wiping away the one tear rolling down my face, "I lost that shoulder and it crushed me and I thought at least I had Devon." I paused so he could take it in,
"Why are you telling me this?" He asked but I just kept talking.
"Easton left and I expected that, we all knew he would leave, but I mean I thought he would at least come back. Then Grey left three days later and it killed me, it really did but I thought I have Devon. I know it sounds horrible, but I never thought he would be motivated enough to leave. The last day he was here I got home and he said 'hi' and I screamed at him. I told him he was just a loser and needed to leave me alone. He just took it, he didn't reply. All he said was 'hi' and I hated him for it and then he went to go get milk" I cried, "That's all he needed to get and ten minutes passed and he wasn't home. Twenty minutes and I started getting nervous thinking he might have crashed. I mean what if he was in a ditch somewhere and wanted someone to come save him. I hated him for making me worry. Three hours pass as I sit outside waiting for him and my mom came out got me." I cried, the tears freely running down my face, "I watched him drive away and I didn't even say goodbye. Nathan is right when he says it is my fault. I made them all miserable, I fought with them all the time and I shouldn't have, but that is what I do. I push people away" I explained.
"Brooke, it is okay" He told me.
"It's not. I am doing the exact same thing to you and I'm sorry. I don't even know I do it. I close myself off. I fight with people. I don't believe people, and I walk away before they can. I'm scared of you, Lucas" I responded.
"Why?"
"Because I tell you things and I get nervous when you walk away and I don't want to leave you. I know I am difficult and at times annoying and I'm pretty sure you want nothing to do with me at this point, but you need to know that I like you so much and I know that fact is going to come back and bite me in the ass. Lucas, that day Grey came and got me, I felt safe. I felt wanted and I haven't felt like that since. No one has cared enough except you. You make me feel safe Lucas and that scares me the most" I said before getting out so I didn't have to face any further humiliation.
"Brooke!" He yelled after me, but I didn't listen.
"Bye Lucas" I whispered closing the door.
"Damn it" I heard him yell smacking the door as I sat on the stairs.
"Brooke?" I heard from the kitchen but I stayed still as I watched Rachel walk into the room, "What happened?" She asked sitting next to me.
"My pride" I whispered looking over at her.
"Come on" She smiled pulling off the stairs.
"Rachel, I'm really not in the mood to do anything" I whined.
"We are going to have fun" She told me.
"I'm not going out. You know I'm done with that" I replied.
"We are not going out. We are going to play video games and listen to music and make random food and do random things" She laughed.
"Fine" I said in defeat.
"What happened?" She asked me as we played Call of Duty. We don't usually tell people that we are addicted to the game because it is fun to kill random people and maybe even schoolmates and they not know. It is definitely a stress reliever, especially when you realize gamer tags of certain people that you can't stand and you kill them.
"Take that, Tim" I yelled as I killed Tim Smith with a grenade, "We went to the beach and we played like this questioning game and I got jealous of Taylor Jane, whore" I mumbled as she killed someone, "Who was that?" I asked her.
"Some British kid. He sucks though" She shrugged.
"Right, then he, I mean I kissed him and then I ran away" I told her shaking my head.
"You're an idiot" She admitted.
"Yeah, I know" I grumbled.
"Then what happened?" She asked as I got a nuke, "Oh my god!" She smiled.
"Oh my god! I just… just got a nuke! I just killed everyone!" I yelled excited.
"Damn, we are getting too good. It isn't even fun anymore" Rachel responded getting up and dusting herself, "You want to bake?" She asked.
"Sure" I shrugged getting up and following her to the kitchen and continued my story as she got out sorts of bakery items, "We fought, like always. He said he wanted to be with me. I said prove it. He drove around for a while before dropping me off at the church. You weren't there" I glared over at her.
"That's why he told me not to get you" She gushed.
"Shut up, anyway, he picked me up, we ate, we fought about getting together, and then I told him pretty much everything, then embarrassed myself that I wanted to be with him" I sighed.
"And the pounding of my front door?" She asked with interest.
"Him mad that I shut the door in his face" I replied.
"I rephrase, you are not an idiot. You are a dumbass" She snapped at me, "This boy tries to be with you and you slam the door in his face? Come on Brooke, even I know that is you taking the easy way out"
"I'm not taking the easy way out" I responded heated.
"Really, Brooke because it's obvious you like him and he likes you. Hell, we knew that before he started trying so what other reason would you say no? You're scared Brooke. You are scared he is going to walk out on you just like everyone else" She retorted.
"Yeah, well that is a pretty damn good reason to stay away from him. He has heartbreak written all over him. Why should I even be with him if I know how it is going to end?" I asked vulnerable.
"Because you are sixteen and this is the time when you date and you have fun. We all know things like this will end but why not enjoy it? I mean Haley and Nathan both know they are going to be criticized and talked bad about and will probably break up in a year tops, but is that stopping them? No, because they are young, we all are. Falling in love and breaking up and moving on is a part of life and it is time you realize it" She finished before walking out as I stood staring at the ingredients in front of me.
"I guess you're done baking" I sighed sarcastically deciding to make me a famous Davis cake.
I finished the vanilla confetti cake and cut it into a heart before putting icing on it and putting twenty five candles on it. This is how Rachel, Peyton, Quinn, and I usually apologized to each other. We were all stubborn and hated saying sorry so instead we would make something and then put something, like candles on it and how many were on it was what number fight it was. Mine thing to do was bake, and then put candles or write the number on it. Rachel would spend twenty dollars multiplied the fight number and then take you on a shopping spree, Quinn would make a scrap book with that whatever number fight was how many pictures she had, and Peyton was she would make how many sketches corresponded with the fight number. The person at fault was the person that had to do it and was big fights, so here I am making a cake for fight number twenty five. Rachel and I got in the most fights.
I woke up the next morning with Rachel above me, "I need to spend five hundred dollars on you" She sighed as she took a bite of cake.
"No, you don't. It was my fault. You're right, I'm a dumbass. Plus, I already made the cake" I told her with a sincere smiled.
"And it is so moist. Damn, you are good at this thing. You know, if that whole clothes over bro's thing doesn't work out you have a business in baking. I love getting into fights with you" She said as she took a big bite of the cake and walking out.
"And that is my best friend ladies and gentlemen" I laughed.
"I heard that!" She yelled from down stairs which made me laugh more.
"Fatass!" I shouted back playfully.
"Dumbass!" She responded which made me shake my head and get ready for the day.
"You going to talk to him?" She asked me once we were in the car on our way to school. Apparently Clay wanted to take Quinn and Peyton stayed with Jake last night because Jenny was sick. I swear someone should do a DNA test because that baby looks like Peyton and Peyton pretty adopted her.
"At some point" I responded. I had honestly had not decided what to do with Lucas. I of course, thought about him all morning. Damn, I hate him.
"Dressing to impress?" She asked once we got in the school.
"Yeah. This is me dressing to impress" I said convincingly. I didn't really want to dress up today so I was just wearing a pair of comfortable jeans and an old long sleeve shirt that read Tree Hill on the front while I had my hair straight and no make up
"Right and I am a virgin" She deadpanned.
"Leave me alone. I don't know what to do. I have never liked someone or have someone like me before" I whined putting my hands over my face.
"Well running away isn't best way to do that" Someone said from behind me.
"Lucas…" I sighed as I watched him walk away.
"He has a point" Rachel agreed before heading towards first period and I grudgingly followed.
"Brooke, what happened to your arm?" Mrs. Hughes asked me.
"An accident" I lied. I mean, who would tell the truth about what really happened?
"I'm sorry" She told me and I smiled an emotionless smile back.
"Brooke, you should tell them what happened" Nathan urged me.
"Shut up Nathan" I snapped not looking at him.
"No Brooke, tell them. I am sure they all want to know" he replied and I could hear him smirk.
"Again, I say shut the hell up" I hissed.
"Nathan…" Haley warned, but Nathan didn't listen.
"Come on Brooke, spill" He pushed.
"How about you tell them how you learned to make that free throw you made Sunday night" I responded looking at them.
"Go to Hell" He seethed standing up.
"Brooke…" Lucas warned, but I continued.
"Or how about you did anything you did Sunday or how you got that scar on your forehead. If I got tell my story, you have to tell yours" I smirked with daring eyes.
"Then tell them why you're a freak" He spit back.
"Really, you're gonna go that low, Nathan?" I asked with tears that I made sure didn't fall, "Well, if I just have to say it, then you will have to tell why everyone leaves with you such ease. Be careful Nathan, pretty sure Haley is next" I said with a low drawl not caring the gasps of shock everyone else in the room showed on their ignorant, oblivious faces, so I continued, "Trust me, if any of you knew half of it, what I said really isn't that bad" I said with a lazy voice as I watched Nathan stare at me with hatred.
"Cowards, that is what we should talk about today" The timid voice of Haley vibrated through the room while we all snapped our heads over at her in confusion, "You know I don't get it, how someone can do something so horrible and walk away like it was nothing. That is a coward in my book" She finished strongly.
"Anyone else?" Mrs. Hughes asked probably thankful that someone got the attention off me and Nathan.
"I think a coward is someone who runs away from their feelings" Lucas put in and I had a sneaky suspension that his comment was directed at me.
"A coward is someone who ambushes another." I responded without hesitation.
"I think it is someone who gets drunk to forget their problems is a coward" A student in the back chirped in.
"Fathers are cowards" Rachel admitted while I sent her a sympathetic glance. Her parents weren't exactly parents of the year. I mean at least I had my mom and as my mom put it so many times, so did Rachel.
"Suicide is for a coward" Another put in and all I could think was we were getting in on some pretty heavy things here. Very controversial and someone is going to get smacked by another.
"Brooke's a coward" Nathan finished for everyone with a very low and demanding voice.
"And why is that Nathan? I would have thought the fact I do have a cast on my arm right now proves to you that I am anything but" I replied with a sad shake of the head.
"The fact you ran away. It is what you always do, ever since we were little you needed big sister to stick up for you. She had to come find you and tell you everything would be okay" He snapped at me and I knew it was he was getting back for the comment I made minutes earlier.
"I was thirteen. It took them thirteen damn years. I was strong enough to know" I snapped at him with fire in my eyes.
"Obviously not. Like I said, you ran away. You are doing it now, just emotionally this time" He said with a shrug of his shoulders and I didn't get respond because the horrid sound the bell rang as first period ended and we all left in silence.
It was finally the last period of the day, after a very awkward first period news got around of mine and Nathan's little outburst and everyone wanted to know what happened and of course it was like a game of damn telephone, it wan now up to the point where I slapped Nathan because he outed that I raped or pregnant at thirteen or something. Whole lot of bull shit. And because Nathan so graciously decided to tell them we had a sister everyone wants to know who she is and where she is while I sit there, in complete silence, wanting the day to end.
"Ms. Davis…" I hear the perky, but annoying voice of my English teacher ring through my ears.
"Mrs. Grady" I reply with equal fake perkiness.
"Will you please recite this line from Romeo and Juliet?" She asked nicely and I suppressed the want to roll my eyes.
"Personally, Mrs. Grady I, for the life of me, don't get why we are re-reading Romeo and Juliet. I read it as a freshman and didn't get it then and won't get it now. All Shakespeare is trying to say is that a pervert fell for an underage girl and she being young and oblivious to the world believed he really did love her so she married after one night and all he wanted was to get in her pants. Then they died because they just couldn't figure out why people didn't want them together" I said trying my best to sound confused, "Hmmm…" I sang tapping my chin and then pointing at her astonished figure with a raised eyebrow, "You know, I don't think it was so much the family rival as it was she was like thirteen. I think Shakespeare just wanted it to be a guy" I finished with smile or accomplishment while others in class tried to hide their laughter.
"To the counselor, Mrs. Davis" She snapped pointing towards the door.
"Are you saying the principal has finally given up on me? Oh praise the lord. Bye Mrs. Grady" I bid farewell with a wave before grabbing my stuff and walking into quiet hallway. I stalked my way towards Ms. Jameson's small office. I remember when I was in elementary school they made me go after my parents got divorced. I only went because I got to play pool and got good food. The counselor would ask me about it and I would shrug in response as I continued eating. She probably wouldn't have liked if I answered with best day of my life was Dan moving out.
I swung open the door to her office, shuffled my way in, and shut the door with a kick of my conversed covered left foot before slumping down in the uncomfortable chair.
"Don't slouch, Brooke. It is bad for your back." She told me never looking up from her stacking of paper scrambled on her desk. Ms. Jameson was in her early twenties. Probably twenty three, maybe twenty four and I just don't get how she could tell me how to act. She was pretty; she stood about 5'8 and looked no more than 115 pounds. She had short dark brown hair that went a little passed her shoulders and she had hazel eyes that the entire boy student body in this place swoon for her. I just couldn't talk to her because of the fact somehow the one person that dated Easton ended up in Tree Hill working at the high school.
"Didn't you tell that to Grey, too? Look where she is now." I smirked at her not changing how I was sitting.
"I'm the new counselor as you can see, and I'm not Easton's girlfriend anymore so at least try to respect me" She sighed looking up from her papers and at me.
"I'm calling you Ms. Jameson aren't I? If I wanted to disrespect you I would you Raine or I don't know Mrs. Davis" I shrugged.
"You're hilarious. Now the reason you are here and not in the principal's office is the fact I feel like I am only one who can actually talk to you nowadays. Now tell me why the outburst on Ms. Grady?" She asked leaning her chin on to her hand and leaning forward.
"Because she asked a stupid and irrelevant question" I suggested with a smile.
"Or the fact rumors have been running rapid that you had a baby at thirteen?" She responded, "Which I know isn't true."
My shoulders shook with laughter. "Now that is a good one. I didn't even get my period till I was a freshman so aren't we all smart."
"You and Nathan fighting?" She asked randomly.
"When are me and Nathan civil?" I responded with a shadow of a smile left on my face.
"Have you talked to any of them?"
"Have you?" I asked knowing it would frustrate her to keep answering with questions.
"No, Brooke. You do know I'm the counselor right?"
"It must have slipped my mind" I said with a flick of the wrist towards my head.
"You are being more bitchy than usual" She observed.
"Can you get fired for calling me a bitch?" I said with a kinked eye brow.
"Can you get detention for skipping yesterday with Lucas Scott?" She dared.
"That is blackmail and how do you know everything?" I whined.
"Honey, I'm the counselor and have known you since you were nine. The fact I just happen to work at this is school is a coincidence" She smiled.
"Are we done now?" I asked with little interest.
"No, so you skipped school with Lucas Scott? Nathan's best friend, Lucas?" She asked me with a smile tugging on her lips.
"And it will never happen again, I promise" I said dramatically.
"Pretty weird if you ask me, sunshine." She responded.
"I'm not sunshine, Raine" I sighed.
"I think to him you are" She told me, "Maybe he is good for you"
"Yeah, and Hitler was good for Germany." I said the sarcasm built up in this small room just wanting to get out, "Come on, we are like Nazis and Jews as Rachel so kindly put it years ago. Me and him don't mix together as a couple" I tried to explain to her.
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself, Brooke because you don't sound too certain" She informed with sympathetic eyes.
"I have to leave" I said frazzled grabbing my stuff and standing up.
"You will be skipping, Brooke" She tried to sway me.
"Actually. Ms. Jameson" I emphasized pointing a finger towards the ceiling right as the bell rang to signal me to go home, "I'm not. I'm allowed to leave freely" I smirked turning the door knob.
"Just talk to him" She pushed.
"What is with everyone wanting me to be with him? If I want it, then it will happen, just let me figure out, okay?" I asked as she nodded, "Thank you" I sighed with an exhausted breath before walking out the door and to Rachel's car.
"Ooh… look everyone, it's Mommy Brooke" I heard from behind me. It is like this day was meant to be torturous. I breathed in a rush of anger before I turned around to see Theresa there standing with a group of unimportant people.
"You want to say it to my face? I'm pretty sure you were there so you know what was said" I hissed as I made my way up to her.
"Yeah, I heard you had a kid" She smirked back at me trying to look unfazed by the closeness I was to her.
"What is with this town and bullshit? Here let's lay it out on the open, shall we?" I smiled looking around at the group that had formed which included Rachel, Quinn, Peyton and their significant others, Nathan and Haley, Lucas and pretty much everyone else. The ones that knew though were eyeing my not to say anything.
"Brooke…" Nathan warned me.
"No Nathan, I'm done. I'm done with looking like I am the bad guy here and lying so now I'm going to tell the truth. You want to know what was said, today in my first period since none of you can get it right?" I asked looking around but ended with a glare towards Theresa, "Nathan here was talking about how I love to run away, especially when I found out how diabolical and manipulative and downright crazy my father is. The fact that every one leaves Nathan, oh well that is because all of our siblings our gone, to where I don't know. Nathan doesn't like people knowing what goes on at home. Like how we had a bi polar father that fled the coop to another for three years. He hid his face well, that was until I dropped him and found him lying to a poor innocent woman. He then proceeded to break my arm. I find that kind of humorous" I said with fake glee, "Hmm… what else can I say? Oh, I don't have a baby. I have never been pregnant. I do actually know what happened to my sister, but Nathan may hate me a little bit more if I tell that one"
"What? Do you want us to feel sorry for you because no one here does?" Theresa snapped at me while her little group nodded in disgust.
"No, I just want to make sure we all get our facts straight. The sad thing is if I told you all everything. We would all be best friends, but I don't want your friendship" I snapped at her.
"Why would we ever want to be your friend?"
"Because I have connections to your favorite person other than my little brother that is, but wait a minute; he rejected you for Haley, nice girl Haley" I laughed. "I really do like you Haley." I said sincerely looking over at her.
"Thanks Brooke" She mouthed because I knew Theresa had been giving her hell.
"He didn't want you, so you settled for Tim" I said as I once again laughed at how fun this was, "So I like to think, you are a whore for two reasons, daddy issues or maybe…" I said before lowering my voice, "You're a lesbian" I finished.
"You bitch" She hissed before rearing back to slap me, but I caught it and twisted her arm pulling it behind her back.
"Tad defensive, are we? Hmmm… maybe you are" I shrugged letting go of her arm and started to walk away.
"I'm the one with daddy issues? Your dad is the one that broke your arm" She called after me.
"It's like she is asking for it" I whispered to a freshman that for the life of me could not remember her poor name, "I wasn't going to hurt you, but now" I shrugged turning around and punching her in the nose, "Now what you said was just hurtful" I said with a smug look before pushing passed everyone and patting Nathan on the chest, "Don't worry little brother, Cockatoo secret is safe with me" before getting in Rachel's car proudly.
"Nice Brooke" Rachel said with a roll of her eyes as she got in the car.
"Someone needed to punch her and no one was stepping up so I did the job" I grumbled.
"Yeah, I know. What a bitch" She laughed as she drove to her house.
"Only two more days" I smiled in anticipations.
"Two?" Rachel asked cutting her eyes over at me.
"Oh yeah, like I'm coming Friday." I laughed sarcastically.
"It would be breaking tradition, but hell you actually coming to school would do that too" She replied as she pulled into the driveway.
"Bitch" I smirked looking over at her as she got out and looked behind her.
"Brookie has a visitor" She smiled before running inside as I hurried out the door to see Lucas getting out of his car.
"I'm not like stalking you, but this fell off when you punched her" he told me handing me the bracelet Grey gave me when I was ten.
"Oh, thank you" I smiled grabbing it from him and struggled to put it on and shuddered in surprise when he grabbed my wrist.
"Here" he sighed looping the bracelet a few times and then pulling back slowly, "There" He whispered.
"Thank you" I smiled softly.
"Nice punch. I think you broke her nose." He laughed at me.
"No, Nathan once taught me if I punch someone the right way, in the right place than it won't break any thing important" I told him before smiling an evil smile, "But I always thought she needed a nose job" I shrugged feigning innocence.
"You are something else" He replied with a shake of the head, "How's your arm?" He asked me.
"Which one?" I asked with small shake of the head.
"Left one" He clarified grabbing it and flipping it over much like he did when I broke it.
"You have a tendency to do this" I whispered looking at him with want.
"Yeah" He responded, "I don't get it"
"Get what?" I asked confused.
"You have hated me since we were freshmen, but for someone reason, it's like I am drawn to you and I hate it" He snapped as he ran a hand through his messy hair.
I looked around confused not knowing what to say. "I'm sorry?" I said and hated it sounded so much like a question. Why is it my confidence and defiance runs out the door when ever Lucas is near? I should have noticed that earlier. It would have been fun when he would stay the night at our house.
"You don't realize that all you have to do is walk pass me and I just want to throw you up against the nearest wall" he sighed frustrated and I suppressed the urge to reply, "I feel the same"
Instead I settled with. "I didn't know I did that"
"How can someone like you be so innocent? You have so much hatred built up inside of you but you still find a way to not know what you do" he snipped as he glared at me.
"Are you mad at me? Because I am so confused" I mumbled pushing a piece of hair behind my ear as he glared at me.
"Damn it" He whispered angrily before slamming his lips against mine. I should have pushed away, I should have run away and hide from him, but I didn't. I don't know if it was to prove everyone wrong or if it was just the fact I wanted to I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me as my eyes closed in pleasure. I had a feeling Rachel was watching, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything at the moment except the fact Lucas Scott was kissing me and I didn't push away. I should have run right when that feeling crept into my body.
I have kissed many guys, I will admit that. I have never kissed a guy though liked Lucas. It wasn't sweet and gentle like our first kiss at the beach. It was aggressive, but gentle. It was full of want and desire and the fear the other one might come to their senses and pull away. I knew he didn't plan on pulling away when his hand was tangled in my ear and the other hand tightly gripped on my hip like it was fused there, as if he knew I would try to run. For the first time though I didn't want to run, I wanted to stand still, with him.
That fact right there should've made me run, but I was stupid and stood my ground. I let his tongue slip in and never pulled away. I didn't pull away until he did and leaned his forehead against mine.
"You're the not only one scared" He whispered breathing heavily. The look in his eyes should've sent me packing. I should have walked away and slammed the door in his face, but I didn't.
Instead I smiled and replied, "I'm not sitting with you at lunch"
I should have run when I had the chance…
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