Chapter 3
'That single moment changed my life, shaped my future, destroyed my soul.
Every day, was one more day I wished I were never born. I sank into a deep, black hole, with no escape. No one could console me. They tried, they did, but there was nothing they could say or do.
"No matter what, I'm here for you, Brooke. You can tell me anything. I'll always help you. You're my best friend," Peyton would say over and over again, hoping I would come to her and tell her what happened to cause my depressed state. It was a nice saying, but that was all. Just words. Words couldn't help me now. I was beyond that.
Haley and Nathan tried a different approach. They had come to me, with movies and snacks and sat with me while we watched and ate, silent. It was all good and all, until they put in a movie where a girl was attacked and I almost nearly had a breakdown.
Lucas came to me as well. I let myself break down in front of him and he simply held me, wordlessly. He knew words were beyond my reach, he simply tried to comfort me. He couldn't though.
I found it strange I wasn't scared of men, or their touch, after what happened. Again, I think I was just too far gone already. I had retreated so far into my own mind that hardly anything registered anymore. Just bits and pieces here and there.
I was very close to becoming an empty, numb, mindless shell. I was close. Not close enough.