chapter 11

Nathan 's sports car sped down the road. His thoughts went back to how his friend, Ryan was offering to take Brooke home.

'Does he really have interest in Brooke?' he thought silently. If that was the case, he would do everything he could to make sure that does not happen. Ryan is a playboy. He has never had any serious relationship. Ever. All he wants to do now is to use the opportunity of the situation and toy with Brooke's heart.

'I will never let that happen.' Nathan then turned to Brooke, he wanted to ask her about Ryan and what had occurred back at the club.

"Bee, I -"

"Oh no! Nathan , Window. The window." Brooke cut him off, heating the car window gently.

Before Nathan could get it, Brooke began to pout out her guts in the car. She has had too much to drink, which she is definitely not used to.

Nathan tried soothing her by rubbing her back gently. He knew this would happen. It was just a matter of when. He has been watching how she kept drinking at the club.

When she caught her breath, she spoke in a drowsy voice. "I am never drinking again. This is awful."

"You are definitely not drinking again. You could hurt yourself." Nathan said with a concerned tone.

Brooke chuckled lightly. "And you suddenly care? This is all happening because of you. You are such an asshole -" she was interrupted by the need to throw up again. This time around, she was able to do it out of the car window as Nathan slowed the car.

The whole car smells like vomit and alcohol. In the process of leaning out the window, Brooke has stained most of her dress with vomit.

Nathan looked at her. "I can't take you home like this." He said.

He took the next turn and changed route. Some minutes later, they arrived at their matrimonial home.

"Oh, my sweet home. I thought I would never come back here again." Brooke said, leaning her head backwards.

Nathan parked at the entrance of the house. He came out and held Brooke, picking her up bridal style into the house.

"Oh, missus. You are back. Is she alright?" Mrs Scooter came towards them and asked.

"She will be fine, Rose. Can you prepare her some soup? You can bring it up to the room when you are done." Nathan suggested.

"Right away, sir." Mrs Scooter answered and walked away. But she couldn't help but wonder what happened that Brooke is back in the house after some time.

As Nathan walked into the bedroom, he took Brooke straight to the bathroom. She is still obviously drunk, but not as much as she was earlier.

"My bathroom. I miss you so much. When will I see you again?" Brooke continued to blabber about any object she set her eyes on in the bathroom.

"Do you need help getting out of the dress?" Nathan asked, after putting her down next to the bathtub.

"Hmmm?" Brooke said before looking at her dress. She shook her head. "Nope. I can do that." She added with a grin.

Nathan then turned and prepared the bath for her. He made sure the water was at a warm temperature. He then threw in a bath bum. When he made sure everything was set, he asked Brooke again if she needed help getting in the bath.

Brooke proved she can by beginning to undress.

"I will be in the bedroom and I will be checking on you. But if you need help with anything, you can call out." Nathan instructed.

"Ok." Brooke said.

Nathan left the bathroom and sat in the bedroom. After some time, he checked on Brooke and made sure she was alright.

After some time, Mrs Scooter knocked on the door. She then walked in with the bowl of soup on a tray. After she settled it down, Nathan asked her to help Brooke out of the bath.

Moments later, they came out. Brooke was in a bathrobe.

Nathan asked Mrs Scooter to help make sure Brooke had the soup. While Nathan went to take a bath as well. He was also covered in vomit, due to the way he carried Brooke.

After some time, he came out of the bathroom, he had already changed into his pajamas. He noticed Brooke had finished the whole bowl of soup.

"Thank you." Nathan said to Mrs Scooter in a low voice because he noticed Brooke was already in bed and her eyes were closed.

Mrs Scooter nodded and smiled before she left the room with the tray.

Nathan walked to the bed and sat by her side. He looked at her face. All the makeup is now gone. Her eyes looked puffed. He knew it would be from all the cries she had been doing. She looked so peaceful as she slept.

"Bee, I am so sorry I made you go through this." Nathan said, caressing her face.

He sat there looking at her for a while before he turned off the side lamp. He went to the other side of the bed and lay down. He pulled her into his arms and dozed off.

"Nathan , I love you."

"Please don't leave me."

"I can't do without you, Nathan ."

"You are my life."

Nathan heard Brooke's voice in his sleep. At first, he thought he was dreaming. But when she began to sub, calling him names, he knew he wasn't dreaming.

"Bee, I am here." Nathan said, after pulling her into his chest. He rubs her back gently to calm her down.

"I am sorry for everything." He added.

Brooke thought it was a dream when she heard his voice. But when she felt his hands on her, holding her close, she realized he was really there. She is with Nathan at the moment. She looked up at his face and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I am going to miss you. I will miss you so much, Nathan ." She said as she sobbed.

"What are you talking about, Bee? We live in the same city. And we can still be friends." Nathan suggested.

His response only made her cry some more. He wondered why she was so emotional at his words. He continued trying to sooth her.

After some time, Brooke fell silent in his arms. She then looked up at Nathan and spoke.

"Nathan , make love to me one last time."

Nathan was taken aback by Brooke's request. It just came out of nowhere, as he did not expect to hear that from her.