Victoria wondered if she did something wrong, if she had said something wrong. She only said what came to mind. If she kept to herself, she would bust. She grabbed her coffee cup and wrapped her palms around it; feeling the warm heat. She was surprised by the guest that she just had, she never thought that she would see Lucas again. Since Brooke was pregnant, Victoria never spoke to them. She always thought that they were never meant to be together and Lucas was an unfit father. She still believed that Brooke wasn't ready to be a mother, now she will never see Brooke try to be one. But she did know one thing, Lucas loved Brooke and Brooke loved Lucas. Victoria turned around, Brooke was standing in the hallway but it wasn't Brooke. It looked just like her, it smelled like her but it wasn't her because Brooke was gone. Victoria took in a deep breath, staring at her daughter, knowing that this was only her mind playing tricks on her.
Victoria sat around the round table, drinking her tea while she was reading a magazine. Victoria heard light footsteps downstairs. She looked at her watch, it was five in the evening. She didn't know that school let out this late. Brooke ran up the stairs, Victoria turned around to see her daughter. Brooke was so young, she had this bright smile on her face. Her face was read and she was blushing. "And where have you've been?" Victoria crossed her arms. Brooke bit her lip, trying to stop herself from smiling but she couldn't. Brooke laid on Victoria bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"I was with Lucas." Brooke told her mother. Victoria rolled her eyes, she had heard this story before. She remembered when Lucas was first brought into Brooke's life. Victoria wasn't going to hear the heartbreak anymore.
"You were with that boy? The one who broke your heart." Victoria challenged Brooke, she wanted her daughter to really think about this. Brooke rolled her eyes, she laid on her side so that she could look her mother in her eyes.
"Mom, that was a long time ago." Brooke tried to explain.
"That was a few months ago!" Victoria raised her voice a little.
" It was a year. And he apologized for it." Brooke reminded her mother. Victoria sat back in her chair with her arms crossed with a judgemental look on her face. She wasn't going to let her daughter get hurt again, it was her job to protect her.
"And is that supposed to make it all better?" Victoria questioned her. Brooke kept her mouth closed, listening to what her mother was saying. "Brooke you were really hurt, you cried for months. It almost broke your relationship with Peyton, not saying that it was a bad thing but-" Victoria told her daughter.
"Mom," Brooke chuckled a little. Victoria raised her shoulders.
"I'm just saying, Peyton isn't a good friend. One day your going to regret being her friend, Brooke Davis. She's going to hurt you like she has never done before." Victoria pointed her finger at her daughter, she wanted her to listen. Brooke took in a deep breath, knowing the reality to it all. maybe Peyton will hurt her but she was her best friend, Brooke didn't think it would happen again.
"But mom, it's different now." Brooke begged her mother, wanting her mother to give Lucas a chance.
"Isn't Lucas still dating Peyton?" Victoria intruptted her daughter from saying something else. Brooke was silent, her eyes were wide and her mouth was closed. She sat up from the bed and sat on the edge of it. With Brooke's silent, it answer Victoria's question.
"Brooke," Victoria said, getting ready to give her a lecture.
"Mom," Brooke pouted, knowing how wrong it was. "It's different, I promise." Broooke tried to explain to her mother. Victoria shook her head, she didn't want her daughter to be a whore.
"This is not what we do, Brooke." Victora put her foot down.
"Mom, I am telling you, it's different." Brooke stood up from the bed, hoping that her mother would approve. Victoria could see the hope in Brooke's eyes and it changed everything. No matter how much Victoria hated this, she knew Brooke only had one thing in her mind.
"Do you want to hurt Peyton like she hurt you?" Victoria asked her.
"No," Brooke quickly said.
"Then you'll stop this little...fling that's happening between you and Lucas." Victora stood up from her chair. Brooke quickly stood up, she didn't want her mother to leave without hearin her out.
"Mom, listen to me." Brooke stopped her from walking away.
"I have been listening! And I don't think this is smart, Brooke. I will not raise a whore!" Victoria yelled at Brooke. Brooke was shocked that Victoria would see her like that. Tears whelmed in Brooke's eyes, she felt hurt. "You are better than this, your better than him." Victoria took Brooke's hand.
"I am not the perfect girl next door," Brooke snatched her hand back. "I love Lucas-" Brooke started to say. Victoria rolled her eyes.
"Ugh!" Victoria moaned.
"I'm in with Lucas and Lucas feels the same way." Brooke started to say. "It's different, were better now and it's like...things have finally changed. I'm a different person because of him. I'm the schools president because of him. All these good things are happening to me because of Lucas. Mom, he changed me for the better. He supports me." Brooke told her. Victoria swallowed her pride, she still didn't think this was right but she still could see the change in Brooke.
"I don't think it's right," Victoria said to her.
"I'm going to the book store." Brooke tried to move past her mother but Victoria grabbed her a hold of her.
"You are not going anywhere and you are not seeing that boy!" Victoria told Brooke.
"Mom, let go." Brooke cried.
"I will not let you be some tramp!" Victoria raised her voice. Brooke snatched her arm back and ran down stairs.
Victoria could see the ghost of her daughter standing in the hallway when she ran out. Victoria didn't noticed that there was tears rushing down her face. She should have been there for daughter, she should have been there more. "I'm so sorry," Victoria sobbed. The ghost of Brooke suddenly disappeared. Victoria cried into her palms. Her phone started to ring, it made her jump a little. She whipped the tears from her face and tried to pull herself together. She looked at the caller I.D. She rolled her eyes and huffed. She pressed the phone against her ear.
"What James?" Victoria snared. She heard her talk, she was getting quickly annoyed. "Your still James to me, so I will call you James." Victoria corrected the young girl. "Now, if there's nothing you want. I'm going to mourn my daughter." Victoria tried to hang up but the girl started to talk. Victoria was suprised what she was hearing. "But-" Victoria was confused and hurt by what she was hearing. She had to act quickly. "I'll be there tonight." Victoria hung up the phone and grabbed her things.