#muse brooke

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@caudexiism ​ ~mike and brooke - season 2

She can hear the faint chatter behind her at the party. Normally she’d be in the middle of the spectacle. In fact, she had been earlier. But she couldn’t simply lose herself in this scene right now. Her brain was going a mile a minute. Receiving news that they could lose the house, and she was cut off completely from using her cards...it was only really now dawning on her. Who was she without any of that? A scary thought to process, but she was in the middle of that battle when she wrapped herself further with her open front sweater. Sitting by the log outside allowed her to settle herself again so the rest couldn’t see her having a mental breakdown. 

The last thing she wanted was her situation being put on blast for the whole school to see. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her, and she looked up. Feigning a smile as it marked the inside of her cheek so one dimple showed. “Mike, hi.” Her eyes blinked a few times to try to clear any possibility of having a waterworks moment right now. There was an audience now and she didn’t want to explain too much. “You’re missing the fun inside.” she looked down, fully ready to pep up her attitude but as she looked down on at the fire pit, she felt defeated. “I’m not the best company right now. I wouldn’t take it personally if you decided to go back in.”

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@aethlas​  ❛ i’m sorry for not telling you sooner. ❜ //lucas to brooke angst???

🐝  *  ―  𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

If a glare could kill, Lucas would have been dead and buried the day she found out. She’d been giving him the cold shoulder ever since. Needed the space to come to turns with her new normal; one that she didn’t need paired with her current family situation. Brooke had always been alone. But this was the first time she felt hollow. You’d think he would get the picture. She didn’t want to speak with him again. But then again, maybe he was starting to grow a conscious. Ha. A bit late for that one. 

As she continued to walk away, she stopped dead in her tracks when his words pierced through her. Anger started to culminate her. Common sense told her to ignore and just walk away, but the hurt was too deep, the betrayal so ingrained...she couldn’t hold back her retort. “Which part? That you cheated on me with my best friend, or that this whole time you were just stringing me along until she was ready for you?” Her eyes were welling up with tears but her words came out angry. hurt.  “No amount of sorry is going to fix this, Lucas. You should know better than that.”

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@story1ines brooke for lucas

"Lucas...I know I appear like I've done it all and I don't take things seriously, but..." she trailed off, looking away. She didn't know why in that moment she felt cold, but she hugged herself, rubbing her arms as her head tilted over her shoulder to dare see him again. "Something about you feels different. It's like...I'm learning a new part of myself and it's like..." she shrugged. "Just..." she trailed off shaking her head and hiding it in her hands. "I don't know. I'm not making any sense am I?"

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@story1ines liked the [x]

The brunette did her best not to notice the years had done him well. Making him slightly more rugged than she'd seen him last. "Lucas... " Her breath caught, but she quickly recovered. "I didn't expect you to be here. Is everything okay?" she asked, slight panic in her voice. She had tried to keep in touch with everyone, but there just didn't seem to be enough time in the day. Finding her ex-boyfriend in New York, and in her office? No one could have prepared her for that. Not after all these years. It didn't seem to occur to her that Lucas was just visiting her to visit her. No- the thought the hope was in the shallow end of her thoughts where her teenage self still ventured. So it had to be bad news, right? Something bad. "Is it Peyton? Is she okay?" There was a harrowing thought she hadn't spoken to her best friend in years. Another unintentional fallout.

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@hercesofourtime​​  ❛ Just because I'm the bad guy doesn’t mean I'm a bad guy.  ❜  🐝  *  ―  𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

The party had died down, and the two of them were now on the shore of his father’s beach house. The moon was bright and allowing the beach to have some light reflected amongst the darkness. With each crashing wave, she could understand the cathartic experience of watching them in this repetitive flow that seemed chaotic in every variation. No matter which hit, it washed away it’s evidence. Life wasn’t that easy, but it was a good reminder that they had opportunities to start again. 

At his words,  Brooke nodded silently-- continuing to observe the waves as she wrapped her arms around her knees. After a brief moment, she replied softly, “I know.” It didn’t help or change anything but she knew Nathan wasn’t a bad guy. Just misguided; like she’d been. Was. Is?

Letting out a sigh, she brought her head around so she could look at him. Understanding and concern mirrored in her reflection. “We’re better than the people that were back there.” she shook her head in self-disgust. “Not only did I offer myself to Jake Jagielski (because Lucas wasn’t giving me the attention I wanted), but I was also incredibly shitty to a lot of people today. And for what? Doing all of that didn’t fix me. I’m still feeling alone and miserable.” She hugged her knees again, this time looking out to the waves once more. “That's my long winded way of saying why I know. It’s because I’m the bitch, but I’m not a bitch.” 

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@aethlas​ ~ Brooke for Rachel

“I guess what I’m trying to say is...I worry about you.” They’ve come so far, and junior Brooke would never had seen it coming. Going from clawing her out to picking her up when she was down...Rachel had wormed her way into her heart. Flaws and all. When she looked at her, she could see so much of herself. The person that maybe if she didn’t have Peyton growing up, she might have been. Absentee family, feelings of not being good enough, scared of being alone...she understood it. But there were so many differences in between. What Brooke cared the most about was Rachel’s big heart. It didn’t get to show often, but when it did, she could see past all her faults. But this time, it was a bit too much for her to brush it off. They were 21 now. Self-destructive behavior had to stop. Whatever Rachel needed, Brooke would do it so she could be back to an ambitious and brilliant mind. Placing her hand over hers, she tried to get through to her. “Babes you’re better than this. Let me help, please?”

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@aethlas​​  “ you don’t have to find the perfect words, just tell me what you’re feeling. i’m here to listen. ” //haley to brooke

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From the moment she started to really see Haley, she knew there was something special about her. Even envied her a bit since she looked like she had the perfect parents. How could a family be so big, and have completely enamored and devoted parents, when her own only had her and she was always kept in the dust. Forgotten. Some tax write off. 

It’s hard for Brooke to open up like this. No one really asked about her feelings this way-- so directly and patiently. It was as if it were allowing her to stop with the façade and let the chips fall where they may. It made her nervous, but she wanted to change. Wanted to feel more like herself and less like the person she wanted everyone to see her as. That meant showing weakness. Showing her raw truths. Without wanting to think about any repercussions, she just started to talk. 

“I feel defeated...dating just doesn’t do it for me anymore. Even when I’m with some guy I don’t feel happy. Distracted? Sure. Happy? Not so much.” she shakes her head. “I love the idea of love, I do. But, I feel so jaded about it. I normally don’t let it bum me out or anything but with my parents gone all the time, and Peyton disappearing to see Jake, I have nothing BUT time to think and I hate it.” 

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@curethatcss​ Hunter & Davis

The student union at Pennbrook didn’t have the best coffee in the world, but she felt like it would do today. Having finally finished her sketches for a big project later, she just wanted to indulge with some caffeine and a bagel. It was when she was going to make the line that he caught her eye. She’d seen him around before, but they never ran around the same circles. He did however, always have that notebook with him. Intrigued, she dropped her portfolio at the side of the sofa, and sat down next to him.  “You know, if you stare at that notebook any longer, it’s gonna start to write itself.”