Disclaimer- I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters.

NOTE – This takes place during 2nd season, in "I'm wide awake, it's Morning". This is my first One Tree Hill Fan Fiction that I had started back in 2007, but I decided to re-write some chapters, because I didn't like the way some of them came out so I decided to re-do it. So bare with me everyone. Reviews would be greatly appreciated. Thank you to all who have reviewed the story so far.


CAN'T LET GO

4.1.07

BY: Jenia

"Peyton…" She paused for second, her voice breaking. She took in deep breath and blinked back the tears that formed in her eyes. 'How am I going to tell her? It's going break her heart'

"Brooke, what's going on?" She heard Peyton's worried voice on the other end after few moment of silence.

"There was an accident." She paused again while pressing her cell closer to her ear, as she sat next to Lucas in the waiting room.

Peyton's heart skipped a beat. "A-An accident. Are you okay Brooke?"

"I'm fine Peyt. It's not me, It's…"She paused again and glanced toward Lucas who seemed to be just staring into space. She took his hand into hers. "It's Nathan. He's not doing too well. Lucas is pretty broken about it. You have to come to the hospital"

Peyton felt as her heart was about to stop, the minute that she heard that Nathan was in accident. She closed her eyes. Tears formed in her eyes. 'Oh god. Not Nathan. Please let him be okay' the thoughts ran through Peyton's mind, bring more tears to her eyes.

Peyton pressed the cell close to her ear, walking towards her bed and sitting down. She wanted to say something, anything but no words seemed to be coming out from her. She glanced towards her nightstand, coming across picture of her, Nathan and Brooke back from when she and Nathan just got together, and she picked it up and glanced at the picture. 'He has to be okay'

"Peyton? You there?" She heard Brooke's voice on the other end, breaking her from her thoughts.

"Y-Yeah" She sniffled, her voice shaking. She wiped the tears with her sleeve. "I-Is Nathan going be okay?"

There was silence on the other end, for few seconds. "We don't know yet. He's in intensive care right now. Just come to hospital Peyton. Lucas needs you"

'I don't care about Lucas!' she wanted to scream and instantly felt guilty about it, his brother just got in accident, the brother he recently patched things up with. "I'm on my way, I'll be there in few minutes" She responded before flipping her cell closed. For moment, she just sat on her bed, staring at the picture. 'Get a hold of yourself, and go to hospital. Nathan needs you' and in that instant, she placed the picture back on the nightstand and grabbed her keys, running out of her house, towards her car.

Within few minutes, Peyton arrived to the parking lot of Tree Hill Hospital. Within seconds she ran inside the hospital, seeing everyone in the waiting room. Then she came across Lucas in one of the chairs, he seemed to be looking into a space but even from distance she could tell that he been crying. She watched him for few minutes before approaching him. "Luke" She said, placing her hand on top of his shoulder.

Lifting up his head, he looked over at her, giving her a small, weak smile before getting up and pulling her into a hug. "Thank you for coming, Peyton"

She wrapped her arms around Lucas, holding him close, stroking his hair but all that was on her mind was Nathan. She pulled back after few seconds, giving Lucas a smile, she couldn't imagine how hard this must be on Lucas. "Of Course. What happened Luke?"

He glanced away from her for a second before looking back. Silence filled the room for few seconds. "Luke, please tell me what's going on"

"You know how Nate and I went to racetrack today?" Peyton nodded, she remembered Brooke talking about that. "Well…" He hesitated for a moment, looking back towards the ground. "Nathan, he ran his car into wall, on purpose. We all told him to stop but he kept on going…" Lucas said, his voice trailing off at the end.

Peyton let out a gasp, her hand covering her mouth. "Oh my god. A-re you saying…" She began, unable to even finish the words. 'Nathan couldn't possibly wanted to attempt suicide, did he? ' Peyton just stared at Lucas for few minutes, her eyes wide in shock. "B-But why would he do something like that?" She asked, her voice shaking and she could feel more tears forming in her eyes but she held them back for Lucas's sake.

Lucas shrugged. "I wish I knew"

Peyton turned back towards a receptionist. "I'll be back" she responded, walking away before Lucas even had a chance to say anything else. She had to see Nathan, she couldn't wait any longer.

"Can I help you?"

"I need to see Nathan Scott"

"What's your relationship to him?"

"I'm… she paused. "His girlfriend" She lied, but she had to see him and this was the only way she thought that she could. "Please, I need to see him"

The women looked at her for few seconds, opened her mouth to say something but then closed it. "You won't like what you see but follow me" She said. Peyton looked back for second and saw Lucas watching her, as she followed the woman into the hallway.

"Here he is" She said, stopping in front of the room 25. Peyton took a step towards the door and came to the halt in the doorway. Even from distance she could see Nathan just laying there, machines hooked up to him, not moving.

Peyton swallowed before coming inside the room. "If you need anything, just come get me" The woman placed the hand on Peyton's shoulder before walking away, closing the door behind her. Peyton took another step towards the bed. She glanced over at Nathan for moment before taking a seat on the chair that was besides his bed.

Peyton placed her hand on top of his. "Nate, why would you do this to yourself?' Were the first words that came from her, tears forming in her eyes. "You have so much going for you, everyone loves you. P-lease…" her voice broke. "Hang on for us. Come back for us. For Lucas, For Brooke. For…me" Her voice broke even more, tears flowing from her eye.

Peyton placed her head on his chest, tears freely falling. Feeling as if all this was some sort of horrible nightmare. 'Please let him make it through this. Help him'