Brooke's pov It's Friday today my favorite day of the week because tonight I get to relax after a hard week. Payton is coming over again since Martin still hasn't returned from Greece. I miss him though and I guess he also misses me, he has been calling me every day since he left making sure I'm alright. I have been sleeping in his bedroom and I found it easier to fall asleep at night especially if he calls me. We have been getting along pretty well for enemies. I'm on my way to the mall to get the snacks and some groceries for the house and our sleepover. I asked Samuel to drive me since Martin doesn't want me to drive by myself. The mall was busy mostly teenagers hanging around I guess that's what most teenagers do these days. I grabbed some chips, soda, chocolates, and other candies. When I was done getting everything I needed I walked to the checkout point. "Brooke?" I heard Daniels's voice behind me. "Oh hey, Daniel," I say taking out my card. "Don't worry I got it," he sa
Brooke's pov "Brooke slipped and fell on the floor you know how much she loves kissing the floor," Martin said looking at me with yet another smirk on his face. "I don't believe either one of you but I will find out the truth soon," she said looking at the both of us. "Anyway, we are having a girl's night no boys allowed," she told the two men. "We weren't planning on watching chick flicks with you," Jackson said. Martin smiled at us and I can tell Payton almost wet her pants because of how gorgeous he looked. "See you later baby," Jackson said to Payton as she waved goodbye. "Later babe," Martin said surprising me yet again and I can feel my face heat up. I grabbed her hand and pulled her outside, "You know if I wasn't in a relationship with his best friend I would totally bang him," Payton said smiling at me. "You do realize that is my husband?" I asked her suspiciously. She raised her eyebrows at me, "Oh so for you it went from asshole and devil to my husband and for him f
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