Forever my cheerleader

Goodbye clothes over bros

Brooke's PoV

It's been a few days and Beau has had to go back to camp. She basically dragged her feet the whole time but she needed to go. So that's left me to deal with all this. "Closed over bros? Closed over bros!! What the hell is wrong with you?" my mom shouts slamming the latest magazine against the screen. "Mom...." I tilt my head looking at the woman before me unravelling "I am rotting in a prison! Prison!! And you gave away MY company?". With my brow arched I scoff as my mother back tracks "our company? It's unforgivable". "It was the right thing to do" I say each word slowly so she understands how I feel about this "screw the right thing to do. I'm in prison!!". "Those people believed in me, mom" I lean forward with my voice raised horrified at my mother "I believed in you, too. Look where that got me. I leave you alone for a few days, and you go back to being that stupid girl who follows her heart. I never cared for that version of you. I never will". For a moment...what my mother says hurts me and throws me off but as quickly as she throws me off...I reply whilst standing "it doesn't matter to me anymore on what you think of me. The caring girl you say you don't care for.....that caring girl is loved unconditionally by someone. When are you going to get it into your head that I do not care anymore...the only persons opinion I care about is Beaus. You got yourself in here mother not me". "Don't visit me again" she spits as I turn to walk to the door "easy".

"Under the bridge really?" Haley groans walking towards me swiping away flies. "What? We always came here" I reply as she sits next to me "you and Peyton came here. I wasn't cool 'hang out under the bridge' girl. I was 'sitting at home with my twin sister making her take practice exams girl' and because of that Iv been looking under every damn bridge in tree hill. The homeless are loving me now". "Sorry. I turned my phone off" I mumble as Haley pats my hand "we can talk now, Brooke Davis. Crisis intervention. How can I help?". "So I told my mom I'm selling the company. And she yelled at me" I nod running my tongue over the inside of my cheek "your mom always yells at you". "Not like this. She was really upset. Like no going back upset" I shake my head picking at the skin round my thumb "Brooke if your mom hadn't made the choices she made in the first place, she wouldn't be in prison and you wouldn't have to sell your company. This is all her own fault". "I know. It's just ...after all the success. After all the money, the press, the awards, the celebrity...it's just been about getting my mom to love me. To tell me she's proud of me. That's all it's ever been" I turn away from Haley and look out over the water "yeah. That's all it ever is". Haleys phone then rings and she smiles up at me "I should start a crisis hotline just for my friends. Come on".

"Mia..." Haley grins walking into tric seeing Mia hiding behind a table watching the bar "shhh". "Sorry...what's going on?" Haley asks as we take a seat next to her "don't look at the bar". Haley and I subtly turn our heads to look but we are soon scolded by Mia "I said don't look at the bar! Jeez!! I need you two to be honest with me. Do you think they're sleeping together yet?". "You can look at the bar now" Mia whispers as we both turn to look at Alex and chase flirting against the bar. "No! No! Your fine" Haley lies through her teeth as I watch Alex all flirty flirty the way she was with Beau. "I think they were having sex before he knew her name. We are talking about Alex, the girl hit on Beau every damn day knowing fine well we were together. Chase was single. Sorry" I huff out a breath as Mia starts panicking "that's what I thought. So I made a voodoo doll of her. Check it out". She repeatedly starts stabbing the small doll and honestly I kinda want to stab it too after the whole trying to steal Beau fiasco. "Ok...so here is what we're gonna do. I'm gonna book you a show somewhere, anywhere and you're gonna get away for a while" I nod at Mia completely agreeing with Haley, Mia needs a break "why?" "Because you're going a little crazy". "And you...your mother was always a bitch and if you need to then have a drink and suck it up" she turns and points to me "you work in a crisis centre?" "Yep" "wow". "Those people are screwed kinda like Chase there" I point towards the bar earning a glare from Mia who again stabs the doll.