After The Storm

Chapter 11

Authors Note :When I wrote poor Brooke I truly mean that. But her and Lucas have an issue with communicating. Just like on the show. But on the other hand. This was the time when Lucas and Peyton were together. He needs to be honest with her about what he feels for Peyton. And no Peyton won't be you my readers.

The next time the two saw each other. It was at prom after party.

But Brooke made it a point to avoid him. Even though her glares were felt by him strongly.

Lucas wanted to talk to Brooke and made efforts but she didn't want to hear it.

So when they were in line waiting for their graduation gowns he took the small window and went over to her.

(We can't keep going on like this. We're having a baby together.)

(Peyton and I are together. I tried to fight what I felt but the more you pushed me away. The more I couldn't avoid that she did the opposite.) Lucas explained.

(I'm sorry that you walked in on us that night. I hate that I hurt you.)

(We can be friends. Best friends. For the sake of our daughter.)

(We created her in love. That is what she should be surrounded by.) Lucas said.

Brooke sighed deeply. (I was right all along. The bad guys lie to get in you're bed and the good guys lie to get in you're heart.)

(I thought you were one of the good guys. But as usual I see what I want. Not what exactly is.)

(Me and my daughter will be thrive. With or without you.) Brooke replied.

Lucas swallowed hard. (I'm not going to abandon her.) He replied.

Brooke simply grabbed her graduation gown and walked away.

...

Haley gave birth to James Lucas Scott. And Lydia Bob Scott. Right after she was able to get her diploma. Nathan was by her side at the hospital.

Brooke on the other hand was awaiting to give birth to her daughter. She walked across the stage to get her diploma. Heavily pregnant and proud. Excited nervous.

The baby girl was taking her time.

Brooke smiled warmly at the nursery that she was spending more and more time in.

(Are you sure you want me there with you?) Karen asked.

Brooke nodded her head in agreement.

(Yes. Lucas and I both want you there in the delivery room.) Brooke replied.

Brooke felt herself clutch Karen's hand as water came pouring from her.

(Deep breaths. I'm going to drive you to the hospital. Lucas is already there waiting for you.) Karen instructed.