AN./ Hey this is my first fanfic and i'm nervous. oh and sorry for the short lentgh, but the others will be much longer. but i just want this part only in the first chapter.

"Lucas…just leave me alone." Peyton said in a bored tone.

"Peyton…" I started to said, "Never mind." I sighed and left the room.

I don't know what's going on, but Peyton has been acting weird lately. I feel like I'm about to lose her, no matter how tight I try to hold on.

Ever since she found out that she had cancer, she's been pushing everyone she loves away. Haley, Nathan, Brooke, and now… me. She's stop talking to everyone. I know that she's going through something that I couldn't possibly understand. Even with my heart condition, I have pills to help me and if I don't push myself too hard I'll be fine. With cancer though, it's different. Everything's unpredictable. I wish she would just let me in though. Though some would say that I need to practice what I preach.

Flashback

A crying Brooke stands in front of Lucas pouring her heart out.

"Why won't you just let me in?" Brooke asked pressing her hands to his heart.

End of flashback

I winced at the memory.

I went back to my laptop to work on my 3rd book. I don't know what I'm going to name it yet, it hasn't hit me. I was just getting into my writing when I heard Peyton came out of our room and head to the door. I cut her off at the door.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"For a walk Lucas, ugh!" she said angrily.

"You want me to come with you so we can talk?" I said not showing how much she hurt me by pushing me out.

"No I want to be alone. We can talk another time." She replied with a sigh. "Okay."

She was just about to walk out of the door when I stopped her. "Oh and Peyton," she turned around to look at me with an tired look on her face. "I love you!" I said to give her something to think about.

I saw some emotion go across her face, but it was gone as soon as it came. "Bye Lucas." Then she walked out in the night closing the door behind her. And for some reason my heart knew that as soon as she closed the door, I'd lost her and that was probably our last good-bye.

Each chance
A new belief
Something new
A heart's relief
Each romance
A lover's hue
Finding Love
Each in you

Chances by Peter Stavropoulos

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