Alright, first of all you might have notices I deleted all my stories that were incomplete. Mainly because it were so many stories and from now on I'm just going to take one story at a time. So don't worry, those stories will find their way to this site again. I also didn't get much reviews on my stories, so I'm going to change my writing a bit in the hope I get more reviews. I haven't posted this story yet and I would like to start with this one.

I'm sitting at my desk. Just thinking. Yeah, thinking, Brooke Davis actually thinks. Surprised? Thanks a lot. No seriously, I'm thinking about Peyton and Lucas and how much we've been through. There was a love triangle in high school. I want to banish that part out of my thoughts, because it wasn't really about Lucas. It is never about Lucas. It's always about Peyton. I loved her even though I didn't show it sometimes. She could put a smile on my face, just by being with me. She's in Tree Hill and I'm in LA at the moment. I have to do some things for work. That's not where my mind is right now. My mind is with Peyton. We bought a house for us in Tree Hill. Well, actually, I bought a house for us in Tree Hill. Peyton doesn't really like Lindsay, Lucas' wife. Yes, they are married. I don't know why, but I was kind of jealous of Lucas in high school. Not that he got to spend time with Lindsay, but because he got to spend time with Peyton.

"Brooke!" Someone yells.

"What?" I ask, snapping at the person who broke my thoughts away from Peyton. I look up to see Victoria standing in the doorframe.

"You are supposed to be on the red carpet within half an hour." She says. "Why aren't you ready?"

"I don't want to go." I say. Which is the truth. Part of it anyways. I really don't want to go, but I also completely forgot it.

"Start getting ready, because you are going." Victoria says and with that she turns around and walks away.

"I'm not getting ready." I mumble when she's out of my sight. Where was I? Oh, yes. I'm jealous of Lucas because he got to spend time with Peyton. I would do anything to be held by Peyton as she held Lucas sometimes. I know it's inappropriate to have those kinds of thoughts about my best friend, but I just can't help it.

"Brooke!" I hear again.

"What?" I snap harder than last time.

"You know it's not good for my ego when we get late." Victoria says as she raises her eyebrows.

"You know pride's a sin." I say raising my own eyebrows. She puts her hands on her side.

"I'll show you a sin when we don't get there in time. Move!" She yells, turning around and walking away again. I get up and start packing my things in my purse. I take my blackberry and put it in my pocket. Talking about sins... I know all the 7 deadly sins. Pretty good, because I think I've sinned all of them. Especially to Peyton. First there's gluttony. That's nothing I did to Peyton, but to every guy in Tree Hill. I hate myself for it. I was so into every guy that I wanted to sleep with all of them. The sad part is that I have actually slept with more than half of them. The second sin I remember is Greed. God, I hated the fact that my parents went broke. I loved being the rich girl and it crushed me when they told me we weren't rich anymor. Now everything is back to normal, thank God. I love being rich, but come to think of it... You aren't rich when you have money. You are rich when you have love. And my love is somewhere in Tree Hill right now. I don't even know what I'm doing here. You know what? I will tell you about the other sins when I'm on my plane. I'm not going to the red carpet. I'm going back home. Victoria will freak out, but I don't care.

The plane is taking off and I'm staring out the window. I'm thinking about my third sin. Jealousy. I've been pretty jealous of Lucas and Peyton. Big time. I mean, I just wish it was me Peyton was in love with, not Lucas. The jealousy kicked in every time Peyton was with him. It still does every time I see a guy or even a girl flirting with her. That's why I was so upset when I found out they kissed behind my back.

"Do you want something to drink?" The stewardess asks me.

"Yes please. Coffee will be fine." I say politely. She hands me a cup of coffee and goes on to the other passengers. I go back to staring out the window. The fourth sin is wrath. I kind of feel very bad about that one. I made Lucas believe I was pregnant after the first time he kissed Peyton. My fifth sin isn't a light one either. It's pride. Poor Peyton. I was too proud to admit that it was my fault our friendship got shattered after she told me she loved Lucas. All she did was being honest with me and I yelled at her. I slapped her in the face when all she did was tell me the truth. I even asked the truth myself. Sloth is the next sin. I was too lazy to try and make it up to Peyton when our friendship got crushed. I thought it was better to avoid her, but it wasn't. I missed her even more and my love for her grew even though I was away from her. The last sin is lust. That's maybe my worst sin. I want Peyton. I want her to be mine and I don't want to hurt her. I think I'm going to tell her how I feel. I can't live anymore without her knowing how I feel. I sigh as I slowly drift off to sleep. I wake up as the weels of the plane touch the ground. I clap with the rest of the passengers as we landed safely and then head out to get my bags. Once I got them I took a cab to the house.

"Peyton!" I yell through the house, but when I hear no answer I realise I'm yelling into thin air. I just packed out when my cellphone starts to ring. I don't know the caller id, but I decide to pick up anyway.

"Brooke Davis." I say.

"Hi, Ms Davis" The lady on the other end says. "I'm doctor Fletcher. I need you to come to the hospital right away."

"Why? What's wrong?" I ask getting worried.

"You have the Health Care, Power of Attorney of Peyton Sawyer and as we can't seem to reach her mom or her dad, we had to call you." Doctor Fletcher explained. My breath got caught in my throat. Peyton is in the hospital. I cut the phone off without saying another word and grab my carkeys from the counter.

"I'm here for Peyton Sawyer." I say to the lady behind the desk as soon as I got in.

"Wait in the line please." The lady says as she points to other patients waiting. She was also on the phone with someone.

"I'm not a patient, doctor Fletcher called me." I say getting frustrated.

"Wait in the line please." The lady says again in the exact same tone as before. I was just about to grab the phone out of her hands when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hi, you must be Brooke Davis. I'm doctor Fletcher." She says as she holds out her hand.

"Hi, nice to meet you." I smile as I shake her hand. "What's going on?"

"Maybe you need to take a seat." Doctor Fletcher says. I follow her to her office and take a seat in front of her desk. I don't like where this is going. "Did you notice differences in Peyton's behaviour lately?"

"I don't know, I've been in LA for two weeks. I just got back. I actually had to stay there an other two weeks, but I couldn't stay away." I explain. "I don't want to know the causes yet, I just want to know what's going on with my best friend."

"I know, but I have to ask you a couple questions first." Docter Fletchers says.

"No, I need to know what's going on with her. Why is she in the hospital?" I snap as I stand up and lean with my hands on the desk.

"Please, take a seat." Docter Fletcher says again, trying to calme me down.

"No!" I yell. "Tell me."

"She's in a coma right now. She almost drowned. Someone saw a car in the river and pulled her out. There were no break marks. It is possible that she doesn't remember anything from what happened. She took a pretty nasty hit on the head."

I sink into the chair as I hear this news. She wouldn't drive in the river on purpose. She just wouldn't.

"She also has cuts over her body and pretty bad bruises. Do you know anything about that?"

All I can do is shake my head. I can't believe what I'm hearing. Who would want to hurt a beautiful girl like her?

"Can I see her?" I ask, my voice just being a whisper.

"Normally, we don't allow any visitors at this tage seeing as she is still examined, but I think I can bend the rules a little this time." She must have seen the concern in my eyes. She seems like a really nice person. I like her. I follow her as she brings me to Peyton's room. My heart beating faster than it has ever done before. I'm terrified of what I'm going to see. She holds the door open and I walk in slowly. She doesn't follow. I think she understands that I would want to be alone with her. Tears find their way to my eyes with every step I take closer to her bed. Wires are all over her body. Machines are beeping slowly. The white sheet covers her body exept for her arms. They are resting on each side of her. Her eyes are closed. I hate to see her like this. A tear falls down on her hand. I bring my hand upon hers and I wipe it away slowly with my thumb. I touch her forehead lightly and brush some of her golden curls behind her ear. My heart breaks for her.

"What happened to you P. Sawyer?" I ask gently. I know she can't answer, but it's worth a try isn't it? It's a big bed so I lay down next to her. Careful not to detache any wires. I rest my arm over her belly, trying not to hurt her. She looks so helpless that I'm scared I could break her. I rest my forehead agains the side of her head and give her a kiss on her cheeck. My tears start to freefall as I feel her face is colder than normal.

This is the first chapter. So, what do you guys think? I will love all of your reviews!