Can love save a life? (Mc romance)

01 - The Aftermath

Laying in the middle of the double bed, Brooke rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. It was far too early in the morning to be awake yet here she was. Rudely awoken by her brother screaming her name from downstairs.

"God dammit" she groaned, fumbling around on the nightstand to find her glasses before shouting back at her older brother "gimme a minute bro"

"Hurry up we are waiting for you" he replied before letting out a loud sigh letting her know that he was pissed off.

Rolling out of bed her feet landed on the floor with a thud, wiggling her toes in the fluffy rug, she reached for the oversized hoodie that was hanging off the foot of her bed. Shrugging the garment over her shoulders she grabbed her phone checking the time.

7.06am.

"There better be a fire" she muttered to herself as she pushed herself off the bed trying to work out what had her family dragging her out of bed before the sun had even risen.

As Brooke got closer to the kitchen she could hear the hush voices of her parents, she couldn't hear the full conversation but heard the words bike and confiscate , just from them two words she knew that somehow they had found out about the late night adventure from last night an judging by their tone she knew how this was going to go.

Pulling her blonde hair over her shoulder, she pushed the door open to the kitchen, instantly meeting the scowls off her parents. Unhappy wouldn't even cover the atmosphere in the room. The tension made Brooke feel uncomfortable, as she poured herself a much needed mug of coffee before she faced the impending doom.

"Why do you do it to yourself B" her dad sighed, receiving a shrug off his daughter.

"Look just let me at least get a sip of coffee before you start screaming" Brooke huffed, bringing the mug to her lips. Letting the nectar from the gods touch her soul.

"Brooke" her mother scolded, making Brooke roll her eyes as she sat down at the kitchen table.

"Look I'm young, I want to go out and have fun and thought that hitting the track would be fun" she shrugged taking another sip of coffee "but obviously not, I mean how did you find out what I did last night anyway"

Silence was what she was met with as her father slammed down the newspaper for the day on the table in front of her.

"Delinquent trouble makers break into race track causing chaos" 

"You know you get followed by the press with Marvin's status in the business world" her said sighed "and you think it's smart to break into the race track, I'm honestly surprised the owner doesn't want to press charges"

And there it was, the one line she was waiting for. The line that got said every time she did something they didn't approve of.

Brooke loved her brother and was proud of his achievements but there was a constant feeling of suffocation with the press always trailing her alongside people expecting so much from her.

"Sorry I'm a disappointment" Brooke shrugged, not making eye contact with the people that she called family. "I guess that's what you get when you get a kid from the pound"

"B please don't say that" Marvin said, placing his hand on her arm as she fumbled with the sleeves of her hoodie.

"We all know it's true" Brooke snapped "we all know that I will never achieve greatness, I will forever be known as the troublemaker. I mean I'm not even a true Crawford let's face it. Sometimes I don't even know who I am anymore"

"Brooke," her dad said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Look I had fun last night, I was doing what I love and the only thing that makes me happy. Now if you don't mind I will take this paper because I want to frame it" she smirked, taking the paper off the table, before pulling her cigarettes out of her pocket. In desperate need of some nicotine.