Forever my cheerleader

Brookes bad day...turns worse

Beaus PoV

What were we doing when we got back from playing horse? Well before I have to leave for an away game, we were heavily making out on the couch, about to go through to the bedroom....but then Victoria called Brooke. So now I'm sitting on the couch...an hour before I have to leave, with a hard on...listening to Brooke rant to her mother ...Brooke's hot when she's bossy so this isn't helping. "I cannot do this right now. Because one I'm waiting on another call and two beaus here and I'd rather spend the night with her than speak to you....that is none of your business. As a matter of fact, none of my actual business is any of your business, because I fired you" I lean my head back watching Brooke pace back and forth behind the couch. "No you were my mother. I fired you from that job too" I look to the door as the doorbell rings...then in a panic I look to my obvious boner and hide it with a pillow.  Brooke looks at me and covers the smile on her face "look I have to go. Someone is at the door. And don't bother calling me back. Just talk to my lawyer. I have nothing left to say to you" Brooke storms to the door hanging up the phone as I press the cushion down hoping it doesn't look obvious. "Brooke I would have if ..." "I know baby. We will sort that when I get rid of..." Brooke walks to the door and swings it open as her mom walks in. "Well I have a few things to say to you" Victoria storms into Brooke's home as I groan looking away from Victoria.

"Unbelievable" I hear Brooke shout as I close my eyes, the sound of Victorias bitchy voice bringing down my boner. "I can't understand why you've become such a snot to me. But it is what it is ...I can take it. Our company however cannot" Victoria says as Brooke cuts her off "our company? I'm sorry I believe it's my company, because you were fired, and I do not recall inviting you in, you botoxed vampiress". I laugh softly with my eyes still closed as Victoria snaps at me "don't you have a basketball to throw around? Instead of clinging to my daughter". I lift my head from the couch to look at Victoria, but Brooke's there first pointing her finger in the air "she is invited here...you are not. Now it's my company. I'm the designer". I smile watching Brooke stand up to her mother who responds with an equally bitchy tone back "no it's our company. 50-50. At least it is for now". "And what is that supposed to mean?" Brooke asks her as I lift the pillow from my crotch and stand up next to her. "Designers come and go...it's the bran that matters, and I grow the brand. The board knows that, and they can fire you" I place my arm around Brooke's waist...knowing Victoria isn't going to just walk away. "So what? Your gonna have a magazine called B Davis without B Davis" Brooke motions to her face as I rub soothing circles on her hip "Paul frank doesn't work for Paul frank. Happens all the time". "Really? And what are you gonna sell mother? Magic beans? So tho out my designs...you have nothing. I know it...you know it and soon as the board sees my unbelievable new line, they'll know it and you'll be the one out on her nipped and tucked ass " Brooke gives full sass back to her mother who stands smugly "we will see about that". "I think it's time for you to leave" I state to Victoria feeling Brooke body tense. "You don't live here...you can't ask me to leave" Victoria laughs as Brooke snaps "this is more her home than it'll ever be yours and I'm hoping one day it'll be our home now you heard her ...get out". Victoria walks round us and towards the door as we both turn to look at her "I hope this new line is by far the best work you have ever done...or it's goodbye company, hello community college. If you can get in". Victoria swings open the door and walks through it, slamming it shut whilst Brooke scoffs still watching the door.

"Ignore her Brooke" I whisper as she turns to face me "why can't she just be a mom to me Beau? Iv seen a mother before...Iv seen Haley with Jamie and Iv seen your mom with you...why can't I have that?". I place both of my hands on Brooke's face lifting her teary eyes to look at me "I know it hurts Brooke...and I wish more than anything that I could give you that...but your gonna give that to our child one day...your gonna be that mom that you dreamed of having". "What if I'm like her?" She whispers dropping her gaze. "You're nothing like your mom Brooke...I promise you that. Your kind, caring, totally selfless and you have such a big heart Brooke. Please listen to me when I tell you...your nothing like your mom" Brooke looks up to me and leans in placing her lips to mine. Her arms go up and around my shoulders as I pull her body as close to mine as I can. Our kiss is cut short by my phone ringing. "Euch" I groan pulling away from Brooke's lips, she giggles as I reach into my pocket and answer the phone. "Yes ...yeh I'll be right out...ok yeh on the way" I hang up the phone and quickly pocket it as Brooke leans into me again "you have to go now don't you?". I look down and ghost my lips over hers "I don't need to play basketball...I could just retire right now" I smile nudging my nose against hers as she smiles lovingly at me. "Go before I genuinely take you up on that offer" she leans in placing her lips to mine briefly before patting me on the chest and walking to her room. I walk to the door and grab my bag as Brooke re-emerges into the living room and walks towards me. "Take this with you" she smiles handing me over a bag with tissue stuffed on top. "What is it?" I ask her as she slaps my hand away "it's a surprise...look at it when you get to your room. And remember to phone me when you land". I nod as Brooke leans into me again placing her lips against mine, as Brooke slightly leans away I follow her making her laugh. Before I can get caught up again, the bus driver honks his horn, as I sigh "I better go beautiful". "I love you and good luck with your game" she leans into again bringing me into a kiss before I reply "I love you so much beautiful...I'll phone you". "You better" she smiles as I open the door. Standing at the door frame for a moment I look at Brooke in a dreamy state "bye baby" "bye handsome".