Warning this chapter contains abuse please be advised...Brooke's pov I woke up with a pair of strong hands wrapped around me making me snuggle closer, I felt something poking my butt and I didn't want to stand up yet. The poking continued and I try to remove it only to get a groan from someone behind me. I take it in my hand and try to move the huge thing that's been poking me again but this time the groaning got louder and I immediately remember I fell asleep on the couch with Martin and I quickly realized what it is that I'm holding in my hands. My eyes widen in shock and I jump forward in shock falling once again on my face. Laughter causes me to look up with a scowl on my face and I glare at him for laughing. "You know what I think?" He laughs. "What?" "I think you like the floor more than you like me." "Shut up I didn't ask for your opinion," I glare at him. "I didn't do anything," he said holding his hands up. "It's your fault," I continue to glare at him. "How is my f
Martin's povYesterday we went to the beach with Jason and let me tell you that little guy got a lot of energy. I can see that Brooke and Jason got a strong bond they both love each other despite their huge age difference."Are you going to tell her that today is Hayley's death anniversary?" Jackson asked interrupting my thoughts."What is there to tell Jackson? How must I tell the woman I'm married to that today is the death anniversary of the woman I loved?" I asked looking at him."I know but she deserves to know she doesn't know how you get every year on this day," he said pointing at the bottle of liquor in my hands."Take her out or something I don't care besides it's not like we are a real couple remember?""You know what I think?" I looked at him with a don't care attitude, "No but I guess you're going to tell me anyway.""Yes, I think you're still in love with Brooke like you used to be before Haley came into the picture, I think you are just afraid that you might lose her
Brooke's povI woke up with arms wrapped around my body and I open my eyes. Oh, shit Brooke! What the hell did you do?I try to get out of Martin's arms but the more I move the more he pulled me closer.Great!"Martin!" I whispered but got no reaction.I try again but this time a little louder, "Martin!" That did the trick but instead of letting me go, he pulled me with him when he fell off the bed and this is how I ended up on top of him."Why did you have to yell like that?" He asked looking at me."Because you were clinging to me like an octopus," I replied wanting to stand up but he holds me down."I'm sorry."I looked at him, "For what?""For everything, for being a jerk to you yesterday and making you fall today," he whispered.Oh boy if only you know that I have already fallen for you!That's not what he meant! My subconscious reminds me.Oh!"It's alright but you have to start taking care of your health you can't keep going on like this," I whispered back."I will try harder
Brooke's pov It was all over the news about this week's fashion show. I was on t.v interviewed where they asked me some questions about the upcoming fashion show. They wanted to know if I was nervous and where I got my ideas from. It's my new summer line and only the models and the people who work for me have seen the new line. The inventions have already been sent out and to say I'm nervous is an understatement. I feel like a bridezilla well except that I'm not getting married I always get like this when I have a fashion show. My employees as well as the models Nathaniel and I picked are busy getting ready. I peeked out at the people who were invited and all I see are snobs. Yes, I said snobs because all of them are filthy rich and most of these women only want the best they like gossiping about everything and everyone. They don't care about the starving children or abused women and children they only care about designer clothes, cars, and whatever the hell there is as long as they
Brooke's pov The way the beat of the music was vibrating through my body and the sweaty bodies that were bombing against me I knew I should have gone home. Home? Where is my home exactly? My parents? No, I'm a married woman that's not my home anymore. Martin? No, it wasn't my home, to begin with, it was and will always be Martin's home. Where do I go from here? My mother is dying and everyone kept it away from Jason and me. If I go back there now and I see him I might go crazy that's why I'm deciding to stay here and let out all my anger and frustration. Why I don't understand we are their children and we deserved to know that we are going to lose our mother before anyone else did. My mother, I can't believe I'm going to lose her. Tonight when she fainted it felt that a part of me was being ripped out when she didn't respond. I made my way through the people back to the bar to get another shot. Dancing made me thirsty and all this heat with the people on the dance floor didn't
Brooke's pov I woke up feeling tired sounds weird right? Well, it isn't I didn't sleep at all I was crying all night about last night. Thinking about it makes me want to start crying all over again. I can't believe Martin actually said that I was whoring around last night. I was mad at him for even thinking that. I lay here in my bed just staring at the ceiling I have been awake for at least an hour and by this time Martin and I would be downstairs cooking breakfast together. I got up and went to the bathroom and when I saw my face I almost screamed. My eyes looked like I was in a fight. It was puffy and red and my hair is all tangled up. I got into the shower and let the water soothe my body. I wash my body and hair before stepping out. I took my day cream and apply it to my face hoping it will make a difference. I comb my hair and put it in a messy bun before getting dressed in sweatpants and a white tank top. As I walk downstairs I hear voices coming from the living room hopi
Brooke's pov Another week has gone by. Another week where I still haven't talked to anyone and I'm feeling like I'm losing my mind. I miss my father especially on Wednesday when he usually shows up at my office for a gossip session as he likes to call it then he would bring doughnuts and Cappuccino but it's been two weeks since I last saw my family. I know I have to stop this childish behavior of mine its not fair to any of them, especially my mother. You must be wondering what happened when Jason came over. Well, let's just say Martin did take Jason out to buy all the stuff and I promised Jason that I will forgive him but it was hard. We went to the beach and the aquarium with him where I had to pretend but luckily Martin didn't push to which I was grateful. He enjoyed his day so much and I sometimes wish I could be six years old again. I couldn't get his words out of my head and his right we forgive the people we love. I promised him that we will have a sleepover again soon when
Brooke's pov I knocked on the door and soon Jason opened it for me, "Hey Brooke!" He yelled jumping into my arms. "Hey, buddy, where's mom and dad?" I asked as I carry him. "Dad is in his office and mom is in their room," he said. Dad has always kept him busy whenever things got too much for him but I think this time it's going to break him knowing he could lose the love of his life any day now. I feel guilty for not coming sooner and being here with them to support him and my mother. I walked upstairs and soon find myself standing in front of their bedroom door. I took a big breath knowing that my mom is laying on her death bed behind this door. "Aren't you going in?" Jason asked. I looked at him, "Yeah let's go." I open the door slightly I put Jason down and walked into the room and my gaze fell on my fragile mother who still looks beautiful regardless of her sickness. She looks up and the moment she saw me she smiled and I run up to her hugging her as the tears fall down my