34So I know I haven't updated my other stories Change and Seeing Behind the Façade, but I'm having major writer's block for both of those stories! So if you want to help me you can send me a message about you what you think you should happen next in both of those stories! Anyways I was sitting here, in bed, when an idea came to my head and I had to write it down. So after watching the 4th season of One Tree Hill I was extremely disappointed! I mean I love the show, but the last season seemed completely corny and dumb. I was seriously not excited about a new episode each Wednesday. So this is another Brucas story! Haha, seriously what else would I write! Haha. Well I hope you like it! It is my take on what should've happened after the season 3 finally.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or story line of the show One Tree Hill.
Chapter 1
Brooke's POV
"Oh my god!" I said as I flopped down on my twin size bed in Rachel's room. "I'm so tired! Today did not go the way I thought it would," I thought while slowly closing my eyes and drawing my knees into my chest. I just wanted to lay on my bed with my hands clasped together, over my lower leg, and just fall asleep, not wanting to be moved or touched. I was trying to forget that Peyton broke my heart, again, and made my insecurities about my relationship with Lucas even stronger. I was trying to block out the picture of my boyfriend and my best friend kissing in the library. I was trying to ignore the fact that I was pregnant and I was going to be the worst mother ever. "God! Why is my life like a damn daytime soap," I thought while silently cursing when I heard my cell phone go off. "Fuck," I yelled when I rolled off my bed and hit my head on the nightstand. "Oww," I whined as I rubbed my forehead while scrambling to find my cell phone. When I found it I answered with a sigh and said, "Hello."
"Hey babe, it's me. Are you ok?" Lucas said.
"I'm fine…really," I said while slipping off my Jimmy Choo, silver pumps and slowly unzipping my red, bridesmaid dress. It fell to the floor and I was left standing in only a pair of black, lacy, boy short panties from Vicki's. "So…what's up?" I replied while walking into the bathroom and turning on my shower. I started to slip out of my panties when Luke said, "Um I don't know exactly how to say this, but…um Nathan is in the hospital, along with Cooper and Rachel."
"What?!" I screamed, "How the hell…damnit," I yelled and I dropped my phone on the ground. Then I pulled the black lace back over my legs and quickened my pace. My left hand was placed on the sink as I bent down and picked up the dropped phone, "Luke, Luke are you still there!?"
"Yea…are you sure your ok?" he replied with concern in his voice.
"I'm positive." That was a lie, but I tried my best to make it seem believable. I guess it worked because Luke said, "Ok, well, all three of them are at Tree Hill Hospital, so come down whenever your ready."
"Ok," I said and hung up before Luke could hear me crying. First, it was only a couple of tears, but then it turned into a waterfall, pouring down my cheeks and falling onto my bare breasts. I cried for Haley, Nathan, Cooper, Deb, Rachel, Lucas even Peyton, but not for myself. I never cry for myself.
I placed my hands on the cold tiles of my bathroom floor and pushed myself up into a standing position. My tears started to dry after a couple minutes of complete hysterics and turned off the shower water. "It looks like my relaxing shower will have to wait until all of the drama clears over," I thought to myself, while fixing my make-up to rid any sides of the breakdown I just had. Walking into my bedroom I slipped my hands through my black, velour, juicy zip-up hoodie and slid the matching black, velour, booty shorts over my legs and tied them just below my hips. I pulled my tan Uggs over my feet because they were freezing and grabbed my black Chanel bag before leaving my house and jumping into my car to head to the hospital.
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