The doorbell rang early in the morning in Brooke's house. She opened the door and there stood Mrs. Malik and Rosaline.
Brooke: um hey Ellis
Mrs. Malik: Brooke you said you would be back for Rosaline
Brooke: im sorry im not exactly feeling well.
Brooke eyes was puffy and red from crying. Brooke's cheek was red.
Mrs. Malik: I understand but Rosaline been asking for you.
Brooke: Hey cupcake had a good time with grandma.
Rosaline: yes mommy
Brooke grabbed Rosaline from Mrs. Malik.
Brooke: thanks for watching her.
Ellis: no problem Brooke. I hope you feel better.
Brooke nodded and closed the door. She heard the doorbell ring again but Brooke wrapped herself in a blanket on the couch. Jessica ran from upstairs to downstairs and open the door.
Jessica: hey guys
Niall: how is she
Jessica pointed to the couch and where Brooke sit on the couch wrapped up in a blanket. Rosaline kept begging her mom to play.
Liam: that's Rosaline huh
the boys walked into the house. Zayn walked over to Brooke.
Zayn: hey brooke
Zayn: hey how are you
Brooke tears still streaming down
Brooke: what you doing here
Zayn: I heard about what happened. we all did.
Zayn pointed to the rest of one direction and saw a small smile forming on her face.
Brooke: Rosaline this is Zayn, your father and Zayn this is your daughter, Rosaline.
Zayn: hey Rosaline
Rosaline: dad lets go play.
Rosaline said while grabbing Zayn's hand and Zayn started smiling.
I met my daughter, Rosaline and here we was playing in her room. I think we playing dolls or something. I saw a picture hanging on the wall.
-you made this
Rosaline nodded and I couldn't believe it. This drawing was neatly drawn. it has the features of Brooke. Her hair curly, nose. everything about the picture was perfect. She must get the drawing from me. I hear all the boys trying to comfort Brooke. I feel bad that Brooke had to go through this.
Rosaline: whats wrong with mommy
-Mommy just isn't feeling well
Rosaline nodded and just continue playing with her dolls.
Tears kept coming down, while Liam was rubbing my back saying everything is going to be okay. Louis kept saying how strong I was and how I was going to get over it. I sobbed on Niall shoulder and Harry kept pacing back and forth. All of sudden my phone rang and I looked at the caller I.D it was Mike. I pressed ignore while kept sobbing. The phone kept ringing and eventually Harry picked up the phone and answered. I swear I heard Harry cussing, I mean I never heard Harry ever cussed and then he turned back to me.
Harry: he won't bother you anymore
I nodded and curled up against Niall while he hugged me. I see Zayn coming downstairs and sat in front of me. He moved a piece of my hair out of my face.
Zayn: you should call the cops
I nodded knowing they was right.
-will you guys be there when I tell the cops
Harry: of course we will
Megan: yeah Brooke your our best friend, we will support in this.
I nodded before I knew it I fell asleep on Niall's lap.