Chapter 1: Like A Knife

Story:- Like A Knife P.O.V:- -

- But what do I know, if you're leaving All you did was stop the bleeding. But these scars will stay forever -

''Brooke'' Lucas whispers to a sleeping form of Brooke.

She looks so beautiful no matter what. Her hair covers her eyes just leaving a slight show of her eyelashes. Her cheek is being squashed by her hand. Her knees buckle up to her stomach.

''Brooke'' he whispers again but this time nudges her a little.

She starts slurring something but all he could pick out of it was 'go back to sleep, broody' and 'Stop brooding'

He lets out a sigh which causes Brooke to open her eyes and leans her head against his chest.

''what's wrong?'' her voice is raspier than usual but it's like music to his ears.

''I just realised something''

''what did you realise broodster?''

He turns to her, his eyes full of sympathy.

''I love Peyton''

Brooke lifts up from her bed and swipes the sweat of her forehead. She looks up at the clock and realises that Rachel let her sleep in. Once again.

It wasn't that she hated Rachel for caring about her but she needed to go back to school sooner or later and face Lucas and Peyton. The longer she leaves it for, the worse.

She goes to the bathroom and has a quick shower.

---x---

As she walks through the corridors she lets out a sigh of relief and imaginatively gave herself a tap on the back for making it through the school doors without shedding one tear, because Brooke Davis doesn't do tears. But immediately stops once she spots a blonde standing next to her locker. She takes 7 fierce steps towards her. Peyton immediately jumps up at the sight of the brunette coming closer and watches as she starts opening her locker.

''Hey Brooke what –'' She gets cut off by Brooke.

''I suggest you stay away from me unless you want your next period coming out from your nose'' she takes what she wants and slams the door shut before walking towards English.

On the other side of the corridors Lucas lets out a sigh of relief. He didn't know how much longer he could last without Brooke. He starts walking towards English and can't help himself from smiling because he really missed her and just seeing her sitting next to his seat made him want English to last forever.

He took a seat next to Brooke and gave her a smile as she looked to see who was taking a seat next to her. In return she turned her head which now faced the sunlight causing her green eyes to look more beautiful than ever but there was no sparkle.

During the lesson he couldn't stop looking at her. It felt so good to just have her a arm away. There was some breeze that came through the window which made her wrap her arms around herself. He had to stop himself from budging his seat closer to her and wrapping his arms around her.

When English finished he grabbed his books and waited outside the door for Brooke to walk out. As the brunette walked out the door he started walking with her. In silence.

''Brooke, all of this has to stop'' he waited for her reply. Expecting a ' ' it will stop once you stop fucking Peyton'.

'We have stopped, Luke' much nicer and calmer than he expected.

He took hold of both her arms to make her stop and stood in front of her so they where face to face. The second he touched her it sent shocks throughout his body.

''That's not what I meant Brooke, and you know it'

''Okay, how about it'll stop once you stop fucking Peyton'

Lucas couldn't help but chuckle at that.

''Are you finding this funny?''

''No. no. no. umm how about you meet me outside the library at the end of the day''

''I'll think about it'' and walks away.

The rest of the day went by like a blur and Lucas couldn't help but feel exited for winning Brooke back again.

As he waited for Brooke outside the library he noticed Peyton walking towards him. Can't she just leave me alone?

''Hey Lucas, what are you doing waiting outside the library''

''waiting for Brooke, were trying to patch thing up''

Peyton couldn't help but feel jealous. She wanted Lucas.

Lucas just wanted her to go away. It would be bad timing if Brooke came.

''So I guess I should get going then. Don't want to get in the way of you two again'' Yes, you should. NOW FUCK OF.

She took a step towards him to hug him goodbye.

''Good luck'' she whispered in his ear and kissed his cheek.

''WHAT THE FUCK?'' Shit.

Lucas quickly got out of Peyton's arms and turned to Brooke.

''Brooke, it's not what it looks like'' he took a few steps towards her to hold her wrists but she just backed away

''Sure it isn't Lucas. It never is. You know what? I actually thought of giving you another a chance, but I thought wrong. God, why am I so stupid''. She looked at Peyton who was standing behind him and shook her head in disappointment and just started walking away.

He started walking after her but was stopped by the feel of a hand on his arm.

''Just let her walk away''

So he didn't. He knew he was going to regret it. Sometimes you just have to let the things you love walk away from you to stop them from hurting any more.

"She walks in Beauty, like the night of cloudiness climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes..."

--Lord Byron