Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kind of hard to talk right now.
Lucas Scott looked over at his slumbering wife. Blonde hair splayed across the green Egyptian cotton sheets, pale skin glowing in the moonlight.
Silently, he crawled out of bed, tip-toeing across the cold wood floors and out of their bedroom. He headed towards his balcony, overlooking the Atlantic Ocean from the gorgeous Georgia Coast.. Nowadays, it was becoming more and more of a late night meditation spot for him.
Honey why you calling is everything okay?
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud.
He found that he was awake in the middle of the night more often now. When he did sleep, he found that he was plagued by nightmares. Regret haunted him, along with all the memories.
He felt horrible. He knew that his wife needed him. He knew that the child fast asleep in the next room needed him. But somehow he couldn't shake the feeling that he had made the biggest mistake of his life.
Well…
My girl's in the next room.
Sometimes I wish she were you.
I guess we never really moved on.
He had been forced into his father's place. And he did not want to be Dan. He couldn't be Dan. And so he had left the life he loved, and entered a life of what seemed to be unending misery, questions. What had happened to her?
Night after night, he sat on his balcony. Cell phone in hand. Number dialed. Index finger resting on the 'SEND' button. But somehow, his courage always faltered.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name.
It sounds so sweet.
Coming from the lips of an angel.
Hearing those words it makes me weak.
But tonight was different. He could feel it, somehow. A warm breeze ruffled his blonde hair. The humidity was almost unbearable, even at night. The cicadas buzzed about, sounding like even they were complaining about the heat.
He loved Peyton. And he loved Kelsey. With his life. But it was a different kind of love. It was more like a kind of deep respect. Nothing romantic. Except for that fateful night, three years ago. And so many times he had tried to forget it, or to convince himself that it had been a dream. Yet Kelsey's cries always reminded him otherwise. Peyton knew that the relationship had been going downhill since the day Lucas decided to leave the love of his life for herself. Yet she tried. They both tried. For Kelsey's sake.
And I never want to say goodbye.
But girl you make it hard to be faithful.
With the lips of an angel.
Lucas' phone began buzzing in his hand. He looked down to see the caller ID. An unknown name with a number that he didn't recognize. The area code? 206. Why was someone from the Seattle area calling him? Gently, he flipped open the cell phone and brought it to his ear.
"Hello?"
No one spoke on the other end of the call. There was only silence. Immediately he knew.
It's funny that you're calling me tonight.
And yes I've dreamt of you too.
And does he know you're talking to me?
Will it start a fight?
No I don't think she has a clue.
"Brooke." Lucas sighed.
Still, there was silence on the other end. Was it really her? Or was it a prank call? Or a wrong number?
"Say something. Please." Lucas nearly pleaded. Still silence.
Well…
My girls in the next room.
Sometimes I wish she were you.
I guess we never really moved on.
"Brooke?" Lucas asked again.
"Lucas…" She said, quietly. It was the first time Lucas had heard her raspy voice in three years.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name.
It sounds so sweet.
Coming from the lips of an angel.
Hearing those words it makes me weak.
"You have no idea how much I have missed hearing your voice." Lucas whispered.
"I miss you." Brooke sighed, tears evident in her voice.
"I miss you too." Lucas said. He yearned to reach out and hold her. To wipe her tears away and tell her he loved her.
"Why are you in Seattle?" He asked.
"I live here now." She answered.
"But why? Why so far away? What brought you there?" He pushed.
"Nothing. Everything. Something." Brooke answered.
And I never want to say goodbye.
But girl you make it hard to be faithful.
With the lips of an angel.
It was just like Brooke. Give the information as vaguely as possible without lying.
Hearing her voice, for the first time since two days before his wedding, was the biggest reminder of all. He had made the biggest mistake of his life that night.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name.
It sounds so sweet.
Coming from the lips of an angel.
Hearing those words it makes me weak.
"I know I messed up Brooke. You just disappeared. And if I hadn't have been tied down with Peyton, I would have run after you. I just…"
"It's okay Luke. I understand." Brooke cut him off.
"You will never know how much I regret that decision." Lucas said. He felt ashamed. His life had been a lie. Without Brooke, it was nothing.
And I never wanna say goodbye.
But girl you make it hard to be faithful.
With the lips of an angel.
"I love you, Brooke." Lucas whispered.
"I know." Brooke replied. And the two sat in silence. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable one. Finally, Brooke spoke.
"She needs you."
"Who needs me?" Lucas asked. The phone went silent again, and finally someone spoke into the receiver again.
"Hi daddy."
Honey why you calling me so late?