Walk In My Stiletto Shoes!

Chapter Three- What do I do now that you're gone?

"Come on, Brooke! You have to go!" A week has passed since I lost my dad. I was now sitting where I spent most of my days since he left. Today I was joined by Drake. I haven't heard from him much lately, but that was my fault. I haven't felt like talking to anyone. Today, he just showed up.

"No, I can't. I don't want to." He was trying to convince me to go to a party Friday night with him. "It's too soon for fun." Dad would never allow me to go to a party. Alcohol and big crowds were  two things he didn't want me to get into.

"It might be what you need, Brooke. " Drake went on. " To let loose just once. Your dad wouldn't want you to be sad, depressed and pretty much giving up on life."

This was true. As harsh as it sounded coming from ym best friend, he was speaking the truth. Thats what I liked about drake. He never did the "break it to ya gently" thing. How he looked at it is how he said it.

"Atleast come for a little bit. If you feel uncomfortable or out of place, i'll drive you home."

"I'll think about it." I said, hoping the topic would be dropped.

"I'll take that answer." He gave me a hug and told me he would call me later. Meanwhile I just sat outside the arena, keys in my hand. I was hoping to have the courage to go inside.  This building was my dads escape, from work, my mother, and life. He shared this place with me. Now it was just mine. The willhad said "The arena, and all it's belongings of mine go to Brooke Northup along with my bank account savings." 

I finally put the key in the lock,

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"Here is the dressing rooms" my father explained to me the first time he showed me the arena. "Over here is my office, then threw this door is where the ice is going to be." It was beautiful inside. The layout was basic. Everything was where you would expect it to be.

"What do you say, Kiddo? Go put your skates on, i'll meet you out on the ice." He said smiling. 

Within ten minutes I was on the ice with my dad, him showing me what to do. I watched closely. Then, I held my fathers hands as he guided me around on the ice. Within the next two hours I was skating on my own. I was only five years old.

"You got it!" Dad said cheerfully.

*~*

I pulled the key back out. 

"Not today," I said turning away from the arena door. Packing my dads office will have to wait for another day. It's still too soon. 

What would I even do in there without him? I never went there alone. Except for that one night. Dad was always there with me. Teaching me new tricks, having a female leader there to show me some dances. When I turned 13, I started teaching little kids how to skate, 2 times a day. Dad was always there then too. What am I suppose to do now that he's gone?

I started driving home. I drove past the junk yard where dad's car was towed to. I pulled over and turned around. I slowly eased my car in the junk yard and parked beside my fathers car, suprised it was still there. I got out and got next to the car, circling it before easing in the drivers seat. How could he be gone, but the car can be fixed? How is that fair?! Then it hit me, this was only my second time sitting in my daddys baby. I remember the first time as if it were yesterday.

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"Turn the key, and put 'er in reverse. Back up slowly." I did as my father told me as he sat in the passenger seat. I was easing my way out of the driveway and onto the road. My first time driving. I was finally 16. Old enough to drive, old enough for that much more freedom!, I just got my beginners two days before today. 

"Your should probably slow down." He instructed.

I pushed the brake pedal a little to hard. It scared me to death.

My dad laughed, I thought he was going to lose it at me. This was his baby after all.

"You could of done it a little easier" he said with a chuckle.

"Sorry dad." I apologized. 

"It's okay, you're doing fine."

Half hour later I knew exactly what I was doing, I could parallel park, back up, turn around, signal and do those weird traffic circle thingys. 

"See, now you're driving like a pro." Dad said. I could tell he once again was proud of me."Just remember what you learned from the book and everything I told you, you got this." he encouraged.

*~*

I remember dad taking off in this car all the time. He and mom would get in an arguments, dad would go for a drive. He took off for a month once when I was little. I still don't know what happened. Him and mom got into a bad fight about something I was never told. I remember the Mercedes being gone though. The driveway was empty. If dad wasn't going for getaway drives, he had a meeting at work. Either way the car was never home. 

I continued for home, passing a sign for the winter carnival. I took the turn off and drove to the parking lot. I was about to get out when I remembered the last time I was at the winter carnival. I was with dad. Me and him use to come here every year since I turned 10. Before then dad, mom and I only came once every couple years. I got out and stood at the gates. 

"Who am I kidding," I thought out loud. "I don't have no reason to be here. I don't have friends anymore." I ran back to my car, got in and once again found myself crying. "What do I do now that you're gone?" I yelled as I hit the steering wheel.

Just the my phone beeped.

Drake: Did you decide yet?

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Drake's POV

I felt bad for Brooke. Seeing my best friend hurting was not how I enjoyed seeing her. I don't want to surround her, clingy people always angered her. I think what's making it harder for her is that she doesn't have anyone else but me now to rely on, talk to or hang out with. 

I drove to my cousins guesthouse. This is where the party was going to be. I had invited the whole school and half of them said they would be here for sure. I started to get the cleaning and everything done. Brooke would have a blast here, I know she would. She thinks it's going to be just another hectic party that i'm going to. What she don't know is the party's for her. To let her know she does have people here for her, willing to listen, and wanting to be her friend if she would just let them.

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A/N: So there's Chapter 3, It's kinda short. My only motivation at this point is my little sister. This second update of tonight is for her. Something she can read before heading off to school. So yeah, this Chapter is dedicated to her, for correcting my typos and telling me to update it. 

On another note, this is my second update of tonight, Chapter one was posted last night and I will have Chapter four started by the end of the night! Tell me that isn't dedication.

K so, this chapter is more or less just an update, so that's why it sucks, if you found it sucked? :/ we got a little taste of Drake's POV at the end. This is the first time i've written two characters POV in a story. Also whenever you see "*~*" that means a flashback is about to start, then "*~*" again means flashback has ended. The words in between are italics. Just a little heads up if you didn't know, just in case you were confused on what was going on. I know there's been three flashbacks so far. 

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