Brook Evans
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The following Monday, I trudged into school, my head down, holding my books in my tightly crossed arms. I sensed Rose's presence before I heard her.
"Hey! How was your da- I mean... the movie?" she said happily. I shook my head.
"Please don't. Not right now." I mumbled and walked to my locker.
"What happened? Was it bad?" Rose asked me, worry evident in her voice.
"Rose, I love you, but please just leave me alone." I replied in a quiet murmur. She sighed and looked at me silently. When I walked to class, she stood by my locker, arms crossed over her chest, leaning against the locker beside mine.
At lunch, I ate by my locker, not wanting a confrontation with Alice yet. But, low and behold, she found me.
"Brook? What's wrong?" Alice murmured to me lightly, crouching in front of me.
"Alice, please. Stay away from me..." I whispered softly, closing my eyes.
"Wh-what?" She asked, absolute agony in her voice.
"I'm not you! I'm not a-a d-dyke. I'm not like you! Go away, you... you lesbian!" I yelled at her, pushing her. Her solid and cold body stumbled backwards a bit, in shock. She stood there, looking at me as if I'd suddenly become possessed by Satan himself.
"Brook, what... what happened to you?" She murmured to me lightly. She went to stroke my cheek, but I pushed her hand away. It was then I noticed I was crying, which meant that the makeup I'd applied to hide the bruises Father had made was falling off. I realized something right then; Alice wasn't trying to stroke my cheek, she was trying to look at the bruise.
"You and your family! All of you! Stay away from me, Cullen!" I screamed and dropped my apple/lunch. I ran to my car and locked myself in it. I cried.
Cried for the love I had just pushed away. Cried for the Father who... I had thought at one point loved me, but I wasn't sure anymore. Cried for the Mother I wished I had. Cried for the friends I had lost. Cried for the reality that I was ashamed of myself; my looks, my sexuality, my personality.
I bowed my head and... and prayed. I prayed for Him to give me an answer. Prayed for Him to free me. I prayed for... help and healing.
I didn't know that He would answer my prayers in the manner that He did...
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shattered ↠ alice cullen ||completed||
FanfictionBrook is your average teenage girl. She's a cheerleader, has straight As, has the perfect friends, has the perfect boyfriend, she's basically already in Harvard. That is... until she moves to Forks. And, with her arrival, as did her life's changing...
