Our Time
Chapter 4
So why you gotta leave? I need you here with me
Just hold me like you used to
authors note : I have a surprise. It'll be figured out by the end of the chapter. Thanks. Stay tuned.
"My head has been 3 times it's normal size." Lucas said. As he got up and out of bed.
"Everything is the same size. That's a hangover you're feeling."
"When i found you. You were at Tric. Drunk and on the bar."
"You aren't a big drinker. So i take it you aren't dealing with the break up well?" Brooke asked.
"I'm not. Going home used to be something i looked forward too."
"Now i dread it. I thought i got it right this time."
"Being left at the alter. Now a second failed proposal/engagement."
"Is it me Brooke? Something about me that makes no one want to stay?" Lucas questioned.
The expression on her face softened.
"I think you're a hopeless romantic. And you give you're heart in a way that is all consuming. You can get lost in it."
"You're warmth. Protectiveness. You make someone feel safe."
"So no it isn't you. You just pick the wrong women to propose too." Brooke replied.
"I bought us breakfast sandwiches."
"I'm going to head home." Brooke added in.
"Thanks you didn't have to spend the night. I would of been okay on my own." Lucas replied.
"You don't like admitting you need people do you?" Brooke asked.
"I don't. It makes it easier not to be disappointed that way. Keep you're expectations low as possible." Lucas replied.
And with that Brooke left and went home. She was tired but knew she wouldn't of felt right leaving him drunk and alone.
It's safe to say he remembered nothing of last night. Especially what he said. Which was a relief.
At least that is what she told herself.
...
Lucas had his breakfast. The water and pain relief medication.
He took a shower and got dressed. The house was empty again
And he hated that. It left him to linger in his thoughts.
He decided to call in sick at the office and instead found himself going through old pictures.
When he found one of himself Keith and Karen.
He tore it up and threw it away.
It you tried hard enough you could forget things that happened and if you were lucky. You could forget people too.
...
Brooke yawned as she entered the home.
"Quentin. What are you doing here?" Brooke asked.
"When Sam told me she was watching him for the night."
"I decided to come over and hang out. I slept down here. Of course." Quentin Fields explained.
"He's dressed and i gave him poptarts and chocolate milk for breakfast. Sam announced. As she came down the stairs.
"Well he's going to school with a sugar high. I will expect a call from a teacher later today. But thank you for watching him."
"You can go get ready yourself." Brooke replied.
"You can hang out in my room and wait. We are going to walk to school together anyway." Sam said. Looking to Q.
"Keep the bedroom open." Brooke said. Looking to the teenagers.
"Good morning momma!" Blaine Scott exclaimed.
Brooke smiled warmly. He was all blond hair and hazel eyes.
He was 6. After a break up with Lucas. The pair were brought back into each other's lives by this pregnancy.