A/N: Hey! I was fast this time! lol...Yeah I got inspired during my history class. Decided to write instead of pay attention! You should love me for my lack of attention in class! lol
For anyone reading my other stories, "Sick Sad Little World," "Back to Where it All Began," or "In the Beginning," I'm sorry. I haven't updated in a while and I suck. But hopefully I'll get some work done this weekend! Keep your fingers crossed! lol
Morgan, thank you for everything! Love ya! Hope you can come back down here in November! lol
"So Brookie, why didn't you ever tell us you had such a hot brother?" Peyton asked me the next day. We were walking to lunch and I was so tired of talking about my brother. He started at the academy that day and was the talk of the school.
"Ugh, shut up already! You and Haley really need to end this sick fascination with my brother!"
"You mean the Haley he's making out with right now?" Peyton laughed. I looked up to see Jake and Haley in a steamy make out session at our normal table.
"That is so gross!" I whined.
"Yeah but what I wouldn't give to be her for five seconds!" Peyton sighed. I pushed her playfully, making a gagging sound.
"You're disgusting! That's my brother!" I said, shaking my head, "Besides, what about Nathan?"
Since Peyton and I seemed like sort of friends I thought I would try to breach the Nathan topic.
"Oh please! Look, I love Nathan, always will. Doesn't mean I can't look!" she giggled.
"You still love me?" we heard Nathan ask from behind us. We were now standing by our normal table and thankfully Jake and Haley stopped and were now waiting for Peyton's response. I couldn't help it; the look on her face made me laugh out loud. She sent me a look that seemed to say 'Shut the fuck up before I drug you again!" I quickly shut my mouth and took my seat, blatantly eavesdropping.
"Nathan…um…I…well…you…uh…yes. I still love you," she stuttered. I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing again.
"I still love you too Peyt," he replied.
"Really?" she asked in a quiet voice. He just nodded his head before kissing her.
"Gross! First my brother, now Pretty Boy! You guys suck at life!" I complained. Nathan and Peyton sank down into the two chairs to my left, Jake and Haley on the other side, an empty chair between us. Well…it was empty.
"Aw, Brookie, feeling lonely? I'll make you feel better!" a voice whispered in my ear, arms snaking around my shoulders, making me shiver at the touch.
"Get the fuck off my sister!" Jake growled. Lucas moved about a foot away from me, snatching a French fry from my plate as he moved.
"Jake shut up! Luke is just a friend!" I said, rolling my eyes.
"Oh so now I'm your friend?" Lucas asked in a quiet voice, scooting back over towards me.
"Scott, I mean it, get any closer and you're dead," Jake warned. I shot him a glare.
"Jake, maybe you should back off and let your sister decide what she wants!" Lucas told him. Uh-oh, this was bad. Jake has a bad temper.
"Maybe you should stand up and say that to my face instead of cowering behind my sister!" Jake said loudly, standing up and pushing his chair out of the way.
"Jake, maybe you should just calm down," I said, "Mom and Dad said if you mess up once that you'll go back. I know you don't want to go back. Come on; let's go smoke a cigarette in the parking lot."
I walked over to him and grabbed his arm, trying to force him out of the lunch room.
"Yeah, run away Jakey!" Lucas laughed.
"You motherfucker!" Jake mumbled, turning for Lucas again.
"No, don't do this Jake. You're better than this. Wait for me outside!" I said in a low voice, pushing him towards the door. I watched and waited until he was outside before turning on Lucas.
"You don't know who the fuck you're dealing with Luke. Leave him alone. Don't start any fights with him. I mean it Luke," I said fiercely, pointing a finger at his chest as he laughed and shook his head.
"Please, I can hold my own against your brother."
"No, you can't. You don't know him Luke. You don't understand. Remember when I said I knew more about lies and deceit than you ever wanted to?" He just nodded his head, a calm look on his face.
"He's the reason why!" I muttered, gesturing to the door Jake exited, "We've been through a lot of shit and you know nothing of it. So please, I'm asking you to leave him alone. He can't afford to go back to that place. I won't let him. It ruined him. I just got my brother back. I can't lose him again. So drop this bullshit and make nice with him or we're done. He's family, you're not!"
After that, I didn't wait for a reply. I just turned and walked out of the same door Jake had just left.
"You should've let me hit him B!" Jake sneered, leaning against my car, a lit cigarette in one hand. In the other, an unlit cigarette and a lighter waiting for me. I lit my cigarette and took a long drag, blowing out a thin stream of smoke before answering him.
"You know what would happen Jake. They would send you back. I won't let you go back there!" I said, the protective side of me coming out. Jake stood there, slowly smoking his cigarette, deep in thought. Finally, after a few minutes, he tossed his cigarette to the ground, stubbing it out with the toe of his converse.
"You're right. I'm sorry," he grumbled.
"It's okay Jake. Just…you gotta stop this okay? The whole military school cover story might fit with your temper, but you gotta calm it down. Mom and Dad won't hesitate to send you back to that place. And I need you Jake. It's been a long time since you were around. I've been through a lot with you and without you. Please; do this for me," I begged, tears brimming my eyes.
"Okay. I'll stop. I'll clean up my act. For you!" he said, a small smile coming to his lips.
"Thank you!" I whispered.
"Alright, enough of this mushy shit. Let's get to class!" he said, throwing an arm over my shoulders. I threw my head back and laughed. God I missed him!