It's been eons. I know, I'm sorry. I don't know when the next time will be. This chapter is something that I needed to write and get out of my system. I've had very little inspiration and time, however I did feel compelled to write this. It's literally only about Riley and Brooke,truly a one-shot. Also there is SPANKING. Please just don't read if that's too much for you. I'm sorry if you don't like it, but writing is personal to me and I write what is catharsis for me. Those of you who will still read and enjoy, thank you for being amazing, I hope y'all are all doing well!
"Riles, come on, there's a game of Never Have I Ever that's about to start!" It was her friend Chloe's voice. It'd been four years now that the girls had been friends. Great ones at that. Chloe initially thought Carter was cute and maybe she did think she had a shot with him, but as time went on and Riley's friendship with her grew, Carter quickly became just the funny, sometimes annoying, sometimes broody, twin brother to her good friend. It was also clear that Carter had no interest in her, which helped her crush with him end quickly. But it was truly no skin off Chloe's back. She was a clearly beautiful girl and could have any other boy she wanted.
Riley turned around and grabbed Chloe's hand, "Alright come on. But my curfew's soon, so I can only have one drink. You can get a ride with us if you want. I'll just text my mom, but you can't make me late, fool!"
"
"Of course, I wouldn't want the wrath of Brooke Davis upon you." Chloe only slightly joked. She had experienced, albeit only partially, Brooke's wrath and learned then how intimidating Ms. Davis Scott could be.
"Go wait for me by the elevator, both of you." Brooke instructed sternly not letting her gaze leave them. She wanted to speak to her employee Michael who had been the one to find the little ditchers in one of the Starbucks, and all the way in Charlotte of all places!
He had quickly called Brooke and was instructed to bring them to her. Brooke was livid. How the hell her child thought that was okay or safe was beyond her!
Chloe cleared her throat. "I can call my dad from here Ms, uh, Ms. Davis Scott."
"No." Brooke was clear and concise, "You will go and wait for me by the elevator." It was rare that Chloe felt intimidated but there was something about the aura that Riley's mom had.
"But you will give me your father's phone number." Brooke added.
"Yeah, yeah, of course" Chloe almost whispered, reciting her dad's number to Brooke.
Riley noticed that her mother wasn't even giving her a second glance. Lord. That meant she was mad as shit. They were just trying to go have a fun day in the city. Take some pictures for Instagram, close friends only of course. Couldn't have her parents finding out. Well it was too late for that anyway.
Riley swallowed hard as guilt started to settle in her stomach. The realization of how things could've gone so wrong swelled in her head. Fuck, she wished it was Carter in trouble with her and not Chloe. At least then she could hold his hand for comfort.
Brooke's face was emotionless in the elevator as she led Riley and Chloe up to her office. Chloe had just been informed that her dad was picking her up from her office at 5:30, and that she would take any punishment that Riley also received. The ride up was dead silent. But before they got out the elevator Riley was surprised to feel her mother grab her hand and do the same to Chloe!
"I don't trust you crossing a street alone at the moment," Brooke replied to their faces, "So yes, you are both holding my hand."
"Sit and don't move." Brooke ordered them both once in her office. Riley was thankful to be away from the stares outside. It wasn't everyday that their boss walks across with an angry look on her face dragging her daughter and friend along, "I have a lot to do so I want nothing but obedience out of you both."
Brooke could quickly see how Riley sat up straighter in her office, seemingly about to speak. She could practically see the excuses that were ready to slip from her daughter's lips. Brooke shut her eyes to calm herself and took a sharp breath in, "Riley, if you're about to try to explain your misbehavior away right now, I promise you that you will find yourself very embarrassed and more upset than you are now. So I suggest you shut it."
Chloe's eyes widened and she felt her heart quicken. Whoah. Ever since her parents divorced she'd spend most of her time with her dad. Brooke's type of mothering was so foreign and ….forceful to her.
Riley felt a blush tint her cheeks immediately. Wow, getting scolded like a 5 year old, and in front of her friend, such a far cry from the day she'd thought she'd be spending, enjoying and existing in the city. But she still bit her lip, weighing her options, unsure of whether to listen to her mother or still try to explain her side of things.
Brooke crossed her arms across her chest when she read the hesitation in Riley, and stood tall, "Is that understood Riley?"
Wisely, Riley shut her mouth and sunk into the couch. "Yes ma'am." She whispered, looking towards her mother's desk, away from her glare.
Brooke was no fool, she sensed the embarrassment that she'd caused her daughter at her scolding, but honestly she couldn't bring herself to empathize in the moment. Brooke was upset and she didn't think she could handle Riley giving her excuse after excuse as she was apt to do when she got into trouble. The mother left the room with no other words.
"I am so sorry." Riley whispered to her friend once Brooke had left, "She can be intense."
Chloe let out a breath she had no idea she was holding, "Yeah, she is. You were willing to get into trouble knowing she's like that?" She shook her head, "Bold."
Riley smirked but then fell into a sad frown, "Yeah, I dunno. Stupid decisions."
But they weren't left in the silence for too long because Brooke came barreling in a few minutes later with a man in his late 20s. Riley recognized him as Shaun, the intern coordinator.
"Shaun these are the two miscreants, I mean, girls, that'll be helping us out." She pointed to them as she shuffled around in her desk, "You know Riley, my daughter, and this is Chloe, her friend. Please give them the most physically laborious task that two scrawny girls can manage to do." She went behind her desk to grab her coat and purse.
Chloe and Riley's jaws dropped, almost comically at the same time. They were not scrawny!
"I think we have a couple of new shipments that need moving and ordering around." Shaun explained.
"Perfect. When they finish, send them to the front desk of the building. I already called them, they're expecting them to do some cleaning."
Riley was shaking her head in utter regret and she tried hard to will away her tears. This was going to fucking suck. And even worse, she was thinking of the inevitable fact that she was now in deep shit with her parents. This whole day was ruined. What the fuck had she been thinking?
"You got it Brooke." Shaun confirmed with a thumbs up.
"Great. I'm going to a shoot to see some of the new models. I'll be back by 3pm. Send them back up then, please.
Shaun nodded in affirmation and looked at the girls, "Ready to go kiddos?"
Brooke looked towards the girls on the couch and felt a small twinge in her heart when she saw that Riley was already tearing up, but she steeled herself, though she dropped the iciness in her voice, "You two need to behave yourselves. Alright? Please don't disappoint me any further." That last one was towards Riley and the tinier Davis knew it. God her mom was such an ice queen when she wanted to be and it had such a way of making both her blood boil and her stomach drop just a little when it was used on her.
"Yes ma'am." Brooke heard two voices eek out. One of those voices, her little girl's, was clearly watery.
Chill Brooke. Chill. She's 14. Mistakes are imminent. She reminded herself.
Having gathered all her things Brooke turned to Shaun who smiled softly at the woman awaiting her instructions, "Any attitude, misbehavior, or general naughtiness out of them just write it down so I can add it to the long list of grievances."
Brooke Penelope Davis stop! She's had enough. Look at her!
"Mom!" Riley whined, "We get it. I promise we do! We messed up.I'm sorry!" Having had enough of her mother's sly comments, but also needing to let her mama know she was regretful.
Brooke stuck an accusing finger her daughter's way, "You have no say in how things go. You will listen and do what the adults tell you to do because you clearly cannot be trusted to make your own decisions right now, little girl."
Riley immediately fell back. Clearly not the right time to make her case.
"We-we are sorry Ms. Davis Scott" Chloe croaked out, trying to defend her friend. Riley nodded along. Her mother's words were a blow, but she had known it was coming. It was such a stupid idea, ditching the way they did, but it had sounded like a genius idea at first.
Riley swallowed hard. Brooke was really mad, like really fucking mad, and she didn't like it one bit. She was in serious shit with her mama and couldn't help but want to burst into tears, though she held it together.
"Sorry you got caught." And with that the woman walked out, heels clicking crisply all the way out. Riley couldn't help but squirm in her seat. She was so dead when she got home.
Shaun now stood alone with the two girls. An awkward silence hanging between them. He saw both girls' eyes deeply downcast to the floor. Wow. He'd known Brooke as an amazing yet fierce boss. It was clear she could be the same as a mother.
He scratched his head and looked at his watch, they needed to get moving,"Well, um, girls. Let's do this?"
That day was one one of her top 5 worst days. One of her dumbest regrets. And to top it of she'd lost her freedom for a week! A grounding on one thousand! No phone. No TV. Constant supervision. Early bedtime. IT WAS AWFUL.
Although from the deepest of her heart, Riley would have to admit that she did enjoy the extra cuddles she got during that time as well. But uh, barring that, it sucked. And let's be real, mama and daddy's cuddles were great but her freedom sounded much more appealing.
Again, and to think that all of this was for ditching. Well, ditching by sending an email posing as their parents to get excused absences, then buying bus tickets with Chloe's debit card to go into Charlotte, an hour and a half away. But that's besides the point! And she hadn't even got to the worst part. The worst part was the spanking she got once her mom got her at home alone. Brooke had been so upset with her that whole day,
They had left Brooke's office exactly after Chloe's dad came to pick her up. The man apologized on his daughter's behalf, though Brooke assured him that she didn't blame Chloe.
'I know my child well and what she's capable of getting up to Mr. Frager. I think we both just have two guilty girls to deal with."
Riley bit her tongue and took a deep breath knowing her mom looked her way when she said that. She really wanted to get home and face the music. This waiting bit and her mother's current state of what her sister Sam had coined 'Boss Bitch Brooke' was the worst.
Riley felt her mother's eyes on her as Chloe and her dad walked out. she bowed her head and flexed her hands as a diversion, something to focus her gaze on. Really, she wanted to go hide in the car, but Brooke had her right by her side. Gulp, motherfucking gulp.
By the time they got home it was six pm and Lucas was to be back with Carter from soccer practice by 7:15ish. Brooke was yet to ask Riley any questions or interrogate her about it all. Just simple orders.
The buzz of the car came to a stop once their garage door closed. Brooke took a deep breath and looked at the guilt ridden teen. She had so many questions, so many things to say, but she and Lucas had talked briefly, and they agreed that they'd wait for the conversation until he got home.
"Change out of your clothes first if you'd like, but then straight to my room and leave your phone here please."
The girl did as she was told, and Brooke had to give it to Riley; she had been highly obedient throughout the rest of the day, not daring to talk back either and lately she was the mouthiest out of her three children. That at least let the mother know Riley was aware that she'd gone too far.
Riley fumbled through her bag to get her phone. She had forgotten all about it as busy as her mother had kept her. It's when she handed it over that she saw all the texts from Carter.
She almost snatched it back but Brooke got a grip on it, "Riley." Brooke warned when her daughter still held onto the phone, "You are not going to keep this phone."
She let go at her mother's tone, "Sorry, It's just Carter texted me and I haven't texted him all day."
Brooke gave her an unimpressed look. As if the excuse wasn't good enough to keep the phone held hostage.
Riley frowned, "Well not all day. That would be ridiculous. I texted him in the morning for his razor because mine is dull. Then we texted each other to have a good day because he left before me. But not since then! May I text him please, please, mom? Just really quick!"
Her personality peeked out of the whiny explanation. And that's when Brooke realized that it was the first time today that a conversation they were having did not involve Brooke ordering the child around. It'd been a hard day between the two of them. Parenting could be so cruel sometimes.
But oh her little sweet peas! Texting each other throughout the day. They had certain twin quirks that always melted Brooke.
'Brooke, stop being a sap!' She reminded herself. 'You are her mother and in this moment you need to teach her right from wrong. She schooled her emotions quickly.'
"I'm sure your dad has let him know that you were busy today." Brooke explained, then rolled her eyes and sighed when Riley kept up that tricky little puppy dog stare. She'd been bested in this small battle, "Here, be quick." She handed the phone back to her daughter and waited patiently for Riley to text Carter. At the end of the day she still endlessly loved her childrens' connection to each other and would always try to honor it. The girl handed it back, "Thank you."
"Okay, now upstairs." Was all Brooke offered.
…. …. …..
The young teenager now sat in the middle of her parents' bed, hugging her hippo tight. She had changed into gray sweats and her Adventure Time t-shirt that she'd bought at a novelty store last year. Her hair was down and slightly messy from having spent the day doing manual labor at her mom's office. She let herself fall to her side still holding her stuffed animal. She was sure she was the picture of a miserable child. Curled up, holding onto her teddy bear, and holding back tears. She rolled her eyes at herself. How stereotypical.
Forcing herself up, the girl moved to her mother's vanity chair and started to move aimlessly on the swivel seat letting her mind wander as well. She had pushed the thought of her punishment to the back of her head, but now that she was alone it was hard to ignore. And she had this awful feeling that felt like lead in her stomach.
A spanking. She really, really hoped that wasn't her parents' choice. But it kind of felt like that was it. Like, if Riley was a parent she'd spank her kids for doing this. Her mom somehow found out about everything and well she had lied and snuck around and oh fuck.
Did Sam ever get a spanking for sneaking around like this? She'd have to ask her later. And Riley and Carter both got spanked for wandering off on their vacation when they were ten. This was sort of like that. Oh fuckity fuck.
There was no time to think of anything else because her mom had come in and went to sit on the edge of the large bed.
Riley stopped spinning as soon as her mother had come in and sat up a bit. Her hands falling onto her lap.
Brooke took her daughter in for a moment. She noticed how Riley's eyes evaded her completely. She had a fleeting, maternal thought that she would prefer the girl take a shower before going to bed tonight instead of in the morning like the girl was tending to do lately. She'd ensure that it happened quickly after dinner and before their conversation with her. However, she needed to handle this pressing matter first, preferably before Lucas and Carter got here.
"Riles, come sit next to me please." The silence between mother and daughter ended with Brooke's words.
And the pit in the teen's stomach grew larger.
"M-mom wait, are you-" She shuffled her feet feeling the walls coming in around her. She fucking hated this. It'd been so long since she'd been in this position. "Please don't spank me. I-I won't do it again. I really won't. I know I was wrong. I know I was!"
Brooke sighed, feeling a tug at her heart (but fighting against it) from how young, how vulnerable her little girl sounded. The teenage bitingness, her wittiness completely gone.
"Riley, I need you to listen to me right now. I don't want you to make things worse for yourself by being obstinate right now." She pointed to the spot on the bed by her, "Now come sit next to me."
The girl bit her lip and gave out a frustrated groan when her mother raised an eyebrow and beckoned her with her finger, "One."
Fuck, she's counting!
Riley got up and made her way over restraining a frustrated groan from escaping her. Her eyes already watering.
"Riley this won't be a long spanking."
There it was. 100% confirmed. Doomed. She started to bounce her leg up and down.
"But you need to know that this is a warning. Don't you ever do something so reckless again. Because the next time this spanking will be a walk through the park. We thought you were safe at school. What if something had happened and we-"
She stopped herself from lecturing. "I'll wait to have this conversation with you until your father gets here."
Riley took a shuddering breath in, "Please no mama." She whimpered, "I-I dont know why we did that. Well I do know, I just, not just me Chloe and I wanted to be free spirited and in the city for a day and, and, -" The tears at the corners of her eyes now, "I-I didn't think about anything else! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Her tears escaped and fell down her cheeks.
Brooke gave her littlest one a sympathetic frown. Riley had stuck to mom all day. The first mama made Brooke's heart tug once more in that familiar, nurturing way. But she could see Riley working herself up and they really wouldn't get this done before Luke got here if she let Riley take that road.
In an effort to prevent that, she gently lifted her daughter's chin up so they could be at eye level with one another, "We'll talk about all of it. I promise." She spoke gently, knowing that some reassurance from mama would go a long way for her youngest in the moment, "And daddy ans I will listen to what you have to say. I know you have what you think are good reasons, and we want to know them, but right now you need to get over my lap sweetheart."
Riley's heart sped up and her eyes now dripped tears. She hadn't been spanked in two years and she was so confident it wouldn't happen again, well until today that is. How the hell did she let this happen? Why was she so stupid? What the hell were her and Chloe thinking?
Brooke wiped at the 14 year old's falling tears with the pads of her thumb.
"It was such a dumb idea. I know that. I don't know why or what-" she choked out, "So dumb. I- I messed up. I'm sorry!"
"Honey, we will talk about it. Okay? Right now though I want you to take three deep breaths for me because this is happening whether you like it or not, and I need you to be a little bit calmer so we can continue. "
Brooke had to make herself a bit hard, else she would've pulled Riley right into a big hug there. She really wanted to, but she knew her daughter well. That would only open up the floodgates and they only had limited time. Brooke did not want Carter to hear Riley getting spanked. So instead, she patiently sat while her daughter got herself together. It was killing her to see her baby like this. But what she'd done was dangerous. Once Riley calmed down a bit Brooke placed a gentle hand on her daughter's knee, "Are you a little bit calmer now?"
Riley took in another shuddering breath, "Y-yesss." There was no escaping this and Riley was resigned to her doom.
Brooke gently maneuvered the girl to be over her lap, pulling her shorts and panties down in one quick pull.
"Mama no, please!" Riley cried out with a kick of her legs. And bare too? No! No! Her self preservation kicked in.
"It's gonna hurt! Please!" That and it was embarrassing! How had she ended up like this?!
Brooke exhaled a long breath. This day needed to end.
"Remember Riley, you need to think about your choices and their consequences before you dive headfirst into them. That's the reason you ended up here."
"I won't do it again! Never again! Promise!"
But Brooke ignored her pleas. She gave the girl swift and hard spanks for a solid minute. A good third of which were close to her thighs, making the girl yelp and squirm the most. "Ow. Ow. OW Ma-ma. owwwwwwaaahhhh" But her mother kept going, "I'll be good! M-mmommy!"
By the time the mother had finished, Riley was indistinguishable from when she was spanked at 10 years old, crying without abandon. Brooke immediately righted her daughter's sweats and panties.
"N-no mama. It stings." Riley moved her hand back, she wanted nothing back there. Brooke easily acquiesced and pulled both items of clothing back to the middle of her thighs, then manuevered Riley back up to stand next to her. The girl stood there rubbing at her spilling tears with a fist.
"Come on baby, come lay with me."
Brooke sat up agains her head rest and Riley crawled across the mattress to fall into her mother's embrace.
Riley was still crying hard from the guilt, the spanking itself, and god knows the stress of the day in general, and Brooke wasted no time in wrapping her in a hug. Something she hadn't done all day. And she was more than happy to provide the cuddling up that her daughter wanted. She knew she'd been hard on Riley today, as much as the girl deserved it, it still wasn't easy to be the mean mom.
Riley cried, clutching onto her mother's shirt and giving out another sob, "I'm sorry mama. It wasn't worth it." She wiped her nose against her mother, while she felt a soothing hand across her back. She wanted to disappear into her mother and forget about this awful day.
"Hey hey shhhhhhh." Brooke rocked the girl. "It's over sweet girl. And I believe you. Daddy and I will talk to you about it, just relax right now." The woman did a quick once over of the bed to find her daughter's hippo. She wasn't surprised that the girl had brought him in with her. "Do you want hippo, love?"
The girl nodded her head, not leaving the warmth of her mother's bosom. God, she was a mess! She knew she was acting like such a child about this, but she couldn't help it!
"Here you go baby." Brooke cooed, putting him down into the girl's hands, and then continued on with her tender ministrations.
"M'sorry mama. I am. Really am."
Brooke held her close. The 'mama's' coming out of her repentant child's mouth were killing her softly. It was a Riley in rare form, but Brooke was okay with that. She would be the mother that Riley needed in the moment and right now Riley needed tender, loving care.
"Shhhh. I know Riley bear. I know." Brooke knew there was still much to address, but wanted to only comfort her daughter in that moment, "I love you so much." She kissed the top of her head, "You're a great, smart girl. You're my little girl. Please don't ever do something so scary and stupid like that again." Although the mother knew it was a hard thing to ask for, she asked nonetheless.
And a very contrite teen nodded furiously.
Riley remembered having skipped dinner that day. Not intentionally, but because after her spanking she ended up being accidentally rocked asleep in Brooke's arms, her bottom being soothingly rubbed aiding with the sting her mother's right hand had left.. Brooke had seen her daughter's dozing eyes and realized that her littlest one had a long day so she let her sleep. She didn't wake up again until 8:45 where Lucas and Brooke wasted no time in talking to her about her actions some more, after she'd taken a shower first of course. Her mother had made sure of that.
"Hi sleepyhead." Riley heard her mom coo while her thumb brushed across her cheek. Riley's eyes fluttered open, she squinted at the light that had been turned on, "Take the time you need to wake up, but I put your favorite pjs on your bathroom sink, shower and change, so daddy and I can talk to you."
The girl gave a small yawn and nod, still trying to come to life, but relishing in her mom's soft voice. Boss Bitch Brooke was officially gone. She knew this because although that was an order she was kind and sweet about it. Even putting out her giraffe pj for her! Mama was back in full force.
One quick peck to her cheek, "Good girl. We'll come up in about 30 minutes."
The woman patted her bottom and Riley's eyes widened at the feeling. That's right, she'd gotten spanked. God, that was awful, and it still stung!
Needless to say she hadn't ditched school since then!