I'm french, so please forgive my numerous mistakes ! :) Give reviews if you like ! (or even if you dislike !)


The doorbell rang again and Brooke sighed. It was early and she was still in bed. It was Sunday after all. Reluctantly, she got up and yelled :

"I'm coming !"

She opened the door and looked at who came to disturb her so early. No words came to her mouth when she saw who was standing in front of her.

"Hi."

She didn't answer. She just couldn't.

"Brooke ?"

She was dreaming. That was it. Because this could not be happening. That person should not be here. But right now, Brooke had to answer. So she whispered :

"Hi."

"You don't let me come inside ?"

"Sure. Sorry. Come in, Lucas."

The blonde boy followed her inside the house. He came here before, but that was two years ago. He noticed that a few things had changed. Lucas could also see that Brooke didn't live alone.

"Who lives here with you ?"

"Rachel, sometimes."

"Oh."

Brooke clearly saw that Lucas hesitated. He obviously wanted to ask something.

"Lucas ? Why don't you ask me what you want to ask ?"

"Uh… Ok. Where's Julian ? I thought you guys were living together."

"We were. We're not together anymore so he just left."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't know", Brooke answers, her voice a little higher. "How could you know huh ? I haven't heard from you since the day you left Tree Hill with Peyton ! Gosh, five letters, Lucas ! Five letters in two years !"

Lucas winced. He knew he deserved her anger.

"Brooke, I'm sorry. We're sorry. Peyton and I… We were just busy. Her label record, my writing, Sawyer…"

"Whatever makes you feel better, Lucas. Five letters and six phone calls in twenty-four months. That's all I have to say."

"Brooke…"

"Stop saying my name, Lucas ! How dare you, coming here to say "hi" as if nothing had changed ! As if it was yesterday the last time we saw each other !"

"I'm sorry…"

"You'll never be done with being sorry."

"You could have come too, Brooke ! To visit us ! You could have send letters !"

"I did ! And guess what ? No answer !"

"What do you mean ? We just received your five letters…"

"Only five ? I sent fifteen letters, Lucas. They never came back, by the way."

"I don't understand. I swear that I've never seen those fifteen letters. I'll ask Peyton about it, but…"

"It doesn't matter anymore. You know what ? You should go. I'm not ready for this conversation. Say Peyton hi."

Lucas felt like an idiot. He looked at Brooke one more time and then just said :

"I'm sorry. We came here to fix this. We're going to make everything better, Brooke. I promise."

"Go to hell."

With that, she slammed the front door in his face. And she cried, because she didn't know what else to do. Her feelings were so mixed-up right now, she didn't know how she was supposed to feel.


"She said what ?"

"That she sent fifteen letters. Peyton… Have you ever read them ?"

"What ? No ! No, just… Only the five we received at home, that's all !"

"Then I don't understand. You should have seen her face. So mad at me… At us, I guess. Maybe you should go to see her."

"I will. This afternoon."


Peyton was out, probably at Brooke's. Lucas and Peyton and their daughter were staying at Karen's house. And they wanted to stay in Tree Hill for a while so Lucas took the bags off the car and put them on the living room's floor. When it came to Peyton's bag, Lucas made it unintentionally fall. As he was leaning down to catch it, something caught his attention.


"Brooke, we're so sorry, really ! You have to believe me !"

"I believe you Peyton but I don't care ! I have other friends who care about me more than you ever did !"

"I care about you ! You're my best friend !"

"I used to be. Not anymore."

"Brooke…"

Then a big noise made them startle. It was the entrance door, which was now opened. And there was Lucas, who was apparently very angry.

"PEYTON !" He yelled.

"What ? Lucas, what's wrong !"

"Guess what I've found in your stuffs !"

Both of the girls were now looking at what he was holding in his right hand. Letters. Brooke recognized her writing. She looked at Peyton, her eyes full of questions. Peyton did not say anything so Lucas spoke first.

"You lied.", he stated coldly.

"Lucas…"

"You had them. You had Brooke's letters. How could you do this to her ? To me, Peyton ! WHY ?"

"I'm sorry ! I… At first I wanted to show it to you, to answer but…"

"But what ? What reason could be good enough for not telling me about those letters, when you know how much my friendship with Brooke means to me ?"

"That's why ! That's why, ok ? That's why I didn't tell you !"

Brooke stared at Peyton. So did Lucas. Neither of them could understand Peyton's reaction. Brooke whispered :

"But why ?"

"I… He kept your letters. Remember ? The ones you wrote while we were in high school. He kept them and when I found out, I just… I guess I just freaked out. That he would leave me."

"Peyton…"

"No. I'm sorry, ok ? I didn't want to hurt you, or you Luke. But I thought that you were regretting your choice and I couldn't stand that."

"I am now regretting my choice."

"Lucas !" said Brooke.

Peyton's eyes were now full of tears.

"In your fifth letter, Brooke, you said that things were not going very well with Julian. And in the sixth, that came a month after, you said you broke up with him. And I was afraid. I was afraid that if Lucas knew, he would come back to you !"

"Peyton…"

"I tried to tell myself that this was crazy, that I was going insane but… Then Lucas and I started to have some rough days. He became quiet, didn't talk to me anymore… He came home drunk sometimes…"

"Shut up. She doesn't need to know about that. About our problems."

"Yes she does !"

Brooke was dumbfounded. They were seriously having hard times together ? Because of her ? She focused on Peyton who was still talking.

"She deserves to know everything, ok ? Brooke ?"

"Yeah ?"

"Lucas and I came back to Tree Hill because of our problems. We came home, hoping everything would get better. We can say that it's a pretty good start, huh ? I didn't mean to hurt anyone of you."

"Nice job."

"Lucas ! Please. I want to talk to Peyton alone."

"Whatever. I'll be outside."

Lucas slammed the door behind him, leaving the former best friends alone.

"Thanks Brooke…"

"Don't thank me. Peyton… Seriously ? How could you ever think that I wanted to steal Lucas away from you ?"

"Let me explain it to you, please."

"Fine. Have a seat and talk, then !"

Peyton sat down on the couch, Brooke in front of her.

"The fifth letter. I read it in my office. I was about to answer but my phone rang. It was the baby-sitter. Sawyer was sick so I went home. For the next four days I've been staying at home. And I guess I just forgot. And before I could realize, the next letter came. You weren't with Julian anymore. Lucas was starting to act strange…"

"And you never answered it. Never called me."

"I know… I'm so sorry… I was feeling insecure. The day after your sixth letter came, I've found a box. The box which is full of your letters. Love letters, Brooke."

"That was years ago, Peyton !"

"Not for him ! Not for Lucas, Brooke. I caught him one day. He was reading them."

"But he's married to you ! You two have a daughter !"

"Maybe. But Lucas still has feelings for you Brooke. And I just can't live with someone who loves someone else."

Peyton was now crying. Brooke could not believe what Peyton just told her.

"Peyton… Does Lucas know that you saw him ?"

"I don't think so. You know, ten minutes later he said he was going out. He went back home drunk that night."

"It doesn't mean anything ! Maybe he was just a little nostalgic and…"

"Oh God Brooke don't be so blinded ! My husband loves you, end of the story !"

"I don't know what to say, Peyton. Lucas and I have been over since high-school…"

"When I told him that maybe we should go back to Tree Hill, you should have seen the look on his face…"

"Peyton please… Don't say this. Don't torture yourself, ok ?"

"I'm sorry Brooke. You have to trust me when I say that I didn't want to hurt you."

Brooke stood up and took Peyton's hands in hers.

"I believe you. And you… Don't ever think that I did something to get Lucas back."

"I know you wouldn't to that to me. But you know the worst part ?"

"What is it ?"

"I'm not even sure I still have feelings for him."


I'm writing the next chapter, hope you'll come and read it soon ! :)