Chapter 20

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. The guys would be awake by now, and Joe was probably over already. I roll over and curl up into a ball. I stayed in the car at the hospital, and Noah barely said two syllables. I don't want to leave my bedroom, Noah's silence combined with Nick and Joe's sympathetic looks will drive me insane. So I decide, I will go visit Aunty Darcie. I don't care that I should be at work in ten minutes, I don't care about any of that. I call her. No reply, maybe Ruby wouldn't mind a visit. No reply. I call Mum's mobile.

"Hello?"

"Mum, can I come over?"

"Why? What's happened?"

"I just want to get out of here for a while."

"You're in luck honey, Peter just left for Brisbane with his guy friends, won't be back until next week. When will you come?"

"Now?"

"Okay, let Nick know, I'll see you in a few hours."

"Thanks Mum, I love you."

"Love you to hun."

I walk out dressed, bag packed for a few nights. I tap Nick on the shoulder and we walk away from the other guys.

"I'm going to Mum's for a while. Dad's in Brisbane."

"Brooke? Are you okay?"

I nod, "just need a little chill time."

He hugs me, "Okay, see you in a few days."

"Thanks bro," I grin at him, "and don't touch my Vegemite."

He puts me into a headlock, "no alcohol, drugs or sex."

I laugh and poke him where I know his ticklish.

"Get out of here," he says pushing me away.

I laugh and wave as I walk down the hallway.

The drive was long and lonely. But I get there eventually. I walk with my bag hanging off my shoulder up to the front door. I know three times and Mum answers.

"Brooke!" she exclaims hugging me tight.

"You saw me last week Mum," I laugh.

"Not at home, much," she says grinning, like she used to.

I walk in and up to Nick's room. Mine had been renovated to a study. I walk back down stairs and collapse on the couch.

"So spill," she says handing me a glass of lemonade.

I tell her about Matthew, how Noah smashed him, how Noah didn't talk, how I like possibly love him more than ever, and how it's all driving me insane.

We eat dinner in semi-silence. I sigh.

"Next time I see him I'll tell him. I don't care anymore."

She smiles up at me, "I'm glad. He may surprise you Brookie."

I shrug, "I'm almost at the point in yelling it out in the middle of town. But it's none of their business."

"Mrs. Davies has been talking a lot about you."

I snort, "She's such a gossip."

Mum laughs, "She is, though I explained to everyone about the joey misunderstanding and no one listens to her anymore."

"Thanks Mum."

I lie in Nick's bed and stare up at the ceiling. The early morning sun was streaming through the windows. I throw my legs over the side of the bed and yawn. Usually I wouldn't even think about getting out of bed this early, but I am home. I change and creep down the stairs. I walk outside and catch a glance of Samson. I feel myself come alive, grinning like an idiot and I run across the yard towards him. His head shoots up from his large round bale of hay and his whinny's. I consider jumping the fence, but after hearing about Nick's failed attempt, which nearly 'electrocuted his balls off' as he put it, I opt for the gate. I walk in, instantly Samson come trotting over, tossing his head. I laugh as I walk through the paddock, he canters around bucking and neighing. He comes up and nudges my stomach before pivoting on his hocks and galloping off again. My heart almost skips a beat as a large horse bottom is inches from my face. After the surprise wears off I chase after him. He gallops around happily, doing bog laps, digging up the ground. Sweat runs down my cheeks and I stop running. He faces me and tosses his head, almost egging me on.

"You are still a little baby aren't you," I laugh.

I walk over to his shelter, I sit on the edge of the window of his two wall shelter. The interior wooden and clean wood chip floor. He comes over and rubs his nose on my knee. My eyes widen as I start to fall backwards. Someone holds me up by my waist. Their hands are too large to be Mum's, and they felt manly. I blush pink. Samson snorts horse snot over my legs. After I regain my balance the hands drop away. I shuffle over, closer to the pole, though not to close, there was an electric wire running up it, connecting the fencing on either side of the shelter. A body heaves themself up and sits next to me. I glance upwards, Noah.

"What are you doing here?" I blurt out.

He smirks slightly, "Don't you want me here?"

"I didn't say that," I feel myself panic a little.

Just as I am starting to calm down, Samson does me the favour of biting my toe through my boot.

"OW!" I yell almost falling backwards, as I try to rebalance myself, I lean to far forward and fall off, almost onto my knees.

Samson spooks and runs off. Noah laughs at me.

"Stupid horse."

"Thought he was your baby."

"He is, he's still stupid."

He smiles, he has a gorgeous smile, I can't help but smile back. I feel my smile fade as I remember the promise I made to myself.

"Noah?"

"Yeah," his face changes and becomes very concerned.

"I didn't want to tell you, partially because I didn't really know you, but I was scared."

"Brooke you don't have to tell me," he says kindly.

I shake my head and jump up onto the window. Though I fail and fall again, Noah laughs at me. I manage to get up eventually.

"I was scared because I guess I liked how you treated me. If that makes sense, you weren't always giving me sympathetic looks, or worrying about me. I liked that you know."

I look at him, he nods so I continue.

"After the accident Dad was pretty hurt. It was okay for a while, but there were signs of memory loss. Only little stuff, like what he had for breakfast and stuff like that. But as the years went on, it was like I was erased from his memory," Noah nods, "He became abusive, he said I was trying to break his family apart," I hug myself, "so I moved out with Nick. I was stupid and kind of chose to forget all of it, along with my childhood. I thought it'd be easier living without Dad if I didn't have any loving memories of him. I was wrong, I have nothing," I feel tears threaten to escape.

"Brooke, people only treat you different because they are worried about you."

"It just reminds me of it, and at first it made me upset, now it just frustrates me. I'm not some helpless kid."

He places his hand comfortingly on my back.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I guess I didn't want you to feel sorry for me. I'm sorry I forgot you, and I'm sorry I haven't told you that I," I cut myself off.

I look up at him, panicking I hope so bad he didn't hear that last bit. A tear escapes my eyes and he wipes it away and smiles.

"Brooke, I forgive you for everything."

I feel a grin spread across my face, maybe he does like me. He places his hand behind my neck and looks into my eyes.

"I won't let anyone hurt you."

"And you won't feel sorry for me and look at me with annoying sympathy all the time?"

He smiles and nods. His face fills with another emotion, his smile fades slightly as he leans in. I his eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips. I smile and slide off the window, he seems somewhat disappointed but follows. I walk towards Samson, but Noah grabs my wrist and spins me around. He pushes my hair away and he leans in. I close my eyes as he kisses me. Warm and loving. His hand behind my neck pulls me into him more, his other hand he rests on my waist. I wrap my hands around his neck and kiss him passionately. This was amazing, it would be more amazing if I didn't have a bruise from the bolt I was sitting on making my right bottom cheek extremely uncomfortable, but I don't care. He pushes me back, as soon as my back touches the fence behind me, a shot of electricity fires through my body.

"CRAP!" I yell, jumping as push him over.

"What was that?" he says looking up at me from the ground.

"Electric fence is on," I say holding my hand out to help him.

We walk out of Samson's yard and along the grass which lead up to the house. I am walking along talking before I trip and fall face first into a rather wet, muddy patch of lawn. Someone hadn't put the hose away and I tripped over it. I curse the hose, then Noah who was laughing at me. I can feel the heat in my cheeks from embarrassment and anger. I groan and roll over, looking up at the sky before a shadow falls over me.

Noah lays on top of me and kisses me again.

"Get a room!" calls the voice of Joe.

I smile and feel Noah's smiles against my lips but we don't stop. I feel Noah kiss me deeper, my mouth feels like its being bruised. I hear voices, but they are muffled, all I feel and know is Noah. The snort of Samson, spraying us with horse snot causes us to break away. He looks at me smiling.

"I love you," I whisper, staring at his chest.

He smiles and kisses my neck, "I love you."

"Mrs. Harley owes me twenty bucks," I hear Mum say.

Noah stands and helps me up.

"Why would she?"

"She thought you two would never end up together," grins Mum, "have been sitting on that bet for 15 years."

I laugh and Noah wraps his arm around my waist. We walk up to everyone else.

"Even though Joe said get a room, doesn't mean you can use mine," says Nick rather agitated.

I laugh. This felt right, being with Noah and not faking it.

"Come, I'll make snacks," grins Mum.

Noah squeezes my waist. Oh crap, I have all that extra Christmas fat still on me.

"You're beautiful, even covered in dirt."

I smile and look up at him, "You have a little something there."

I grin as I wipe the dirt all over Noah's face. He throws me over his shoulder, chuckling.

"You're going to regret that train tracks."

I see us nearing the water trough I start kicking, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Noah put her down," scolds Mum.

He does, I push his chest, "sucker."

I run back to the house.

I grin around the table, for the first time in a long time I feel like I can smile genuinely. I may not have a father, but I have amazing friends and family. Maybe this year I can tag along to birthdays and boxing day as Noah's real date, and family. I can't help but smile. He won't feel sorry for me, he will treat me as if I was anyone else, a little more intimately of course. I know I am home, as long as I am surrounded with these people who love me. Even when memories fade, we will have each other. Bring it on.


A/N: Hey everyone! This is the last chapter, I hope you all enjoyed this story (I apologise for the ending, I stink at writing endings). Thanks everyone who has read this, and a special thanks for the reviews :) They were really encouraging. I have an idea for a new story so stay tuned! Happy reading :)