Okay, so I know I should totally be updating my other stories, but this idea has been plaguing me for a while and I had to get it out there. I am very excited about this story and Ih ave so many ideas going through my head for it!

Some things you should know...It's set season four after the Nathan/Brooke sex tape. Chase doesn't get angry at Brooke for it. The prom hasn't happened yet. Um, I think that's all for now! I hope you like it!

"I had fun today, Lucas." Peyton tucked a loose strand of curly hair behind her ear, then brought her fingers down to chew her nails. She was nervous, and she knew Lucas knew she was nervous. It was hard for her to believe that the boy standing in front of her could do this to her. Just weeks before, she could have picked her nose in front of him and not cared.

"Me too, Peyt." The corners of Lucas' mouth turned upright.

The two hadn't been dating long. Two weeks to be exact. Tonight had been their first official date. They had grown into close friends over the years, but that night had been awkward for the two. Even being boyfriend and girlfriend had come naturally to them, but it was something about being on an actual date that tied their stomachs into knots. At the end of the date, Lucas had walked Peyton up to the door, then stood their in front of her, contemplating whether or not he should kiss her. They had kissed before, but they had never been on a date and kissed.

"So, yeah, this is awkward." Peyton raised her eyebrows while darting her eyes around , then finally focusing on Lucas.

"Um, yeah," Lucas chuckled, as he squinted his eyes trying to think, "Why?"

"I don't know!" Peyton threw her arms in the air, letting out a more boisterous laugh. She brought her arms down and placed them around his neck. "Let's not end the date like that, though."

"Good idea." His voice was low and raspy as he leaned in and pressed his lips gently against Peyton's. There wasn't much to the kiss, but the spark that could be felt by the two was enough to send chills running throughout their bodies. "Good night." Lucas' face lit up as he smiled towards Peyton.

"Good night, Lucas."

Lucas' hands were embedded in his pockets as he strolled home from Peyton's. It was a cool, brisk evening and the wind blowing kept giving Lucas the chills. Although, he barely noticed the cool of the night as the thought of his date with Peyton kept him warm. He looked up towards the sky, and the moon seemed to smiling down at him. Along with the smiling moon, bright stars were shining down on him. As a soft wind blew back the hair on his head, he couldn't help but notice the content feeling he now had.

A smile danced on his lips as he thought of the past two weeks with Peyton. In the back of his head, he had always felt it would end up being him and Peyton. He thought back to a couple years ago when things between him and Peyton had heated up a little. She had been reluctant to let herself fall for him because of her state of mind. But now, she needed him. She was finally happy, and all it took was opening her heart for him.

The smile never left Lucas' face the whole way home. Even as he entered through the door to his room, the smile didn't falter. It wasn't until he saw a familiar face sitting at his desk that the smile faded. It wasn't only his face that fell, his heart also dropped into his stomach. There could only be one reason for her being there, and that was to cause trouble.

Peyton bounced up the stairs of her house to her bedroom. She couldn't remember a time she had been happier than at that moment. Lucas did that for her. She silently scolded herself for rejecting Lucas that first time they had the chance. If she would have known how happy he would have made her, she wouldn't have run away from him. She would also still be talking to her best friend if that wouldn't have happened.

The tall blonde sauntered to her record collection, pulling her finger along the cardboard sleeves as she scanned for a record. A giddy feeling was floating around in her stomach. A goofy grin spread across her lips as she pulled out a record. It had been a long time since she wanted to listen to this type of song. A love song. She strolled to her record player and set the record down. As the first beats rang out, she threw her body onto her bed.

"I, I was the lonely one….Wondering what went wrong, why love had gone…And left me lonely I, I was so confused, feeling like I'd just been used Then you came to me and my loneliness left me I used to think I was tied to a heartache That was the heartbreak, but now that I've found you!!!" Peyton screamed at the top of her lungs as she sung along to Air Supply's song. She stood up on the bed and started bouncing up and down, dancing along to the music. "Even the nights are better…Now that we're here together..Even the nights are better Since I found you, oh Even the days are brighter When someone you love's beside ya Even the nights are better Since I found you You, you knew just what to do 'Cause you had been lonely too And you showed me how To ease the pain and You did more than mend a broken heart 'Cause now you've made a fire start And I, I can see that you feel the same way!!!" Peyton jumped down from her bed and started dancing wildly around her bedroom. She didn't notice the creepy IM pop up on her screen once again, as she danced away in front of her webcam.

"Brooke?" He questioned. "What are you doing here?" He flicked the switch, turning the over head light on. As he stared at her, he pulled down the sleeves of his jacket, removing it.

Brooke Davis. There was a time when Lucas couldn't get enough of her. He used to love the way her big, beautiful brown eyes would glisten over when she looked at him. Or when she would flip her hair over her shoulder and a strawberry scent would filter through his nose, and send chills running through his body. It seemed like years since he had felt that way about her, when it had only been months.

"I feel horrible about…" She trailed off. "Well, you know." Her eyes scanned his bedroom. Things had been changed since she had least been in the room. There were new posters on the walls, and things that were once there were no longer.

"Why are you telling me this?" It wasn't like Lucas to be cold, but with the recent revelations brought to light, he felt he could treat her no other way.

"Because you can talk to her for me." Her eyes pleaded with Lucas. She was hurting, it was written all over her face and body. Lucas could only remember one time seeing her look so hurt.

"No, I can't." He stared directly into her eyes as he spoke. "What are you doing on my laptop?"

"Lucas, you can talk to her for me. You owe me that."

Lucas narrowed his eyebrows upon hearing her comment. Brooke looked at him, anger now apparent in her expression. He rolled his eyes while shaking his head. As he leaned over to shut his lap top, that familiar strawberry scent from her hair wafted through his nose. His eyes shut tight as he took the smell in, old feelings taking over his thoughts. He forced them from his head, then slammed his lap top shut, which was sitting in front of her.

Brooke's body grew limp as Lucas' body grazed over it. His smell was the only thing she could comprehend. Her eyes shut tight, as she anticipated what his actions were. When the lap top slammed shut, she jumped. The loud noise brought her back to reality. He was no where near her body.

"No, I don't owe you anything, Brooke." He turned away from her.

"Peyton and Nathan were broken up when we made that tape. He didn't cheat on her with me." Brooke stood up from the chair, making her way towards Lucas.

"That makes it okay, Brooke?" Lucas questioned, turning back towards her. "You held what we did over our heads for years, all the while knowing you were no better."

"I am better than you two." Brooke's eyes glared at Lucas as she spoke in a seemingly calm voice.

"You keep telling yourself that, Brooke." Lucas turned towards his door, starting to open it for her to leave. "And while you're doing so, get out of my house."

"Screw you, Lucas!" Brooke burst, frightening Lucas so much he jumped. She went towards him and slapped him across the face. "I am better than you and Peyton. You led me to believe you were completely in love with me, the whole time being in love with my best friend! You told me you were the guy for me! And I'm a horrible person because one time while Peyton and Nathan were broken up and I was drunk off my ass, I made a mistake. I was the mistake with you, Lucas."

Lucas rubbed the spot on his face while Brooke went on her tirade. His cheek burned and he knew he had a red spot. "You were never the mistake, Brooke!" He screamed back at her. "You wanted to be the mistake!"

"I wanted to be the mistake?!" Brooke let out a bitter laugh. She let her anger get the best of her, and picked up the nearest thing she could find. Her arm swung forward as she threw a book that had been sitting on Lucas' desk. Lucas ducked just in time, causing the book to crash with a loud thump against the wall.

"What are you doing?!" He screamed, looking at the book lying on the floor. "Are you psycho?!"

"Apparently, I am!" Brooke grabbed another book and threw it, once again missing his head by only inches. "Psycho enough to want to be your mistake. Are you kidding me? I could have had any guy I wanted to, but I wanted to be your mistake! That's a little narcissistic, Lucas."

"Will you quit throwing things!" He yelled, putting his hands into the air. One part of him was glad his mother was gone for the night, but the other part wished she was home to stop the madness that was going on in his bedroom. "You wanted to be my mistake so that you could be poor hurt little Brooke, and have a reason to push people away from you! I know you, Brooke! You probably never loved me!"

"Oh my god!" She shrieked. This time she grabbed a trophy from his shelf and chucked it at his head. Lucas tried to duck in time, but it ended up grazing the top of his head and pain radiated from the site. "How dare you accuse me of something like that! I'm not Peyton! I don't believe that 'People always leave' bullshit!"

Brooke went to grab another object to throw, and Lucas saw this so he sprinted towards her. As she turned around ready to throw it, he caught her by the arm. "I told you to quit throwing things, psycho, my head still hurts from the last thing you threw!" She struggled to free her arm from his grasp, but he was too strong. He pulled the object from her hand, then let her arm go.

"Don't call me psycho, egomaniac!" Brooke swung her hand to slap him again, but Lucas caught her hand just before it connected.

"Will you quit being so violent, Brooke?! Damn it!" He pushed her hand towards the floor.

"No! I won't!" She yelled, storming to the other side of his bedroom. Lucas watched in shock as she started tearing posters off his walls. "I'll show you psycho, Lucas!" She moved to his shelves, sweeping all of the objects onto the floor. "How dare you accuse me of wanting to be your mistake! I was just your stepping stone while you were waiting for Peyton to be ready! You never loved me!" She didn't stop her path of destruction as she ranted on. "You used me for sex! That's all!"

Lucas couldn't move his feet as he watched Brooke destroying his bedroom. He had never before seen Brooke so broken. He didn't know what to do. "Brooke! Stop!" He screamed, going towards her. "Brooke! Brooke! What are you doing?!"

"I'm making your bedroom look like how I felt on the inside when I figured out you never loved me and loved Peyton the whole time!"

Lucas grabbed Brooke, and wrapped his arms around hers. She wiggled, trying to free herself from his grasp. When she figured out the wiggling wasn't working, she started to bite his arms. This caused Lucas to let go of her. She turned around and once again slapped him across the face. Angered, Lucas grabbed Brooke's upper arms with a lot of force. He squeezed the flesh under his hands and Brooke started to wince in pain.

"Lucas," She forced out, "You're hurting me."

Lucas couldn't control the array of emotions that were now filtering throughout his body. There was something off about the moment. He was filled with rage, but at the same time an erotic sense passed through him. Seeing Brooke so out of control flipped a switch in his head, which she had done many times before to him. He looked into her eyes, and he could see that he was hurting her. Instead of letting her go, he pulled her towards him, pressing his lips forcefully against hers. Brooke pulled her head back, disgusted by his actions. He was angered by her response, and once again pressed his lips to hers. She didn't kiss back; instead she pulled her head back as far as it could go. Lucas didn't care though, he followed her. There was no way he was letting her get out of this.

"Lucas, what the hell are you doing?!" She spat at him. "You're dating Peyton!"

"Shutup, Brooke!" He yelled, once again pressing his lips to hers.

Brooke resisted as much as she could. He held on to her too tight though, and she couldn't free herself. His lips were pressed firmly against hers, and his tongue was now trying to pry itself into her mouth. This was a side of Lucas she had never experienced. She was used to him being calm, collected, sweet, nice, comforting, not forceful. The more his tongue danced at the front of her mouth, the harder it became to resist him.

"Just kiss me, Brooke!" Lucas breathed against her lips.

Her mind raced as she did as told. She wasn't used to this Lucas, but she liked it. Her mouth opened enough to let his tongue slide in and caress hers. He pushed his mouth hard against hers, he pulled back after a moment, trying to catch his breath, and then started kissing along her chin. As his mouth trailed along her jaw line and down her neck, he backed her into the wall, pressing his body hard against hers. Brooke let out a moan as he kissed her just below her ear; a place he knew drove her crazy. His hands roamed every inch of her body, while hers went straight for the buttons on his pants. After she unbuttoned them and pulled his pants down, Lucas lifted her up causing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

"I hate you, Lucas." Brooke breathed into his neck.

"I hate you too, Brooke." He replied, while pulling her shirt over her head.

Brooke followed his actions, and pulled his shirt over his head. Once the piece of clothing was over his head, he pressed his mouth against hers again. She placed her hands on the back of his neck, pulling his face closer to hers. Her fingers ran up the back of his neck and through his blond hair. Lucas pressed himself harder against Brooke, causing her to let out a loud moan. He pulled away from the wall, and walked towards the bed. He let Brooke's body drop onto it as he followed her down, burying his face in her neck.

The sound of a blaring alarm woke Brooke out of her peaceful slumber. She groaned in annoyance of the sound as she swung her arm over to hit the off button. She had already pressed snooze a few times, and couldn't anymore if she wanted to get to school on time. Lazily, she got out of her bed and made her way to the bathroom. She started to undress, getting ready to take a shower. As she did so, she caught sight of the bruises on her body. Teeth marks were more like it, evidence from her night with Lucas. Her heart dropped with the thought. She scolded herself for allowing that night to happen. It was bad enough to felt horrible about the Nathan incident, now she had to deal with knowing Lucas had cheated on Peyton with her.

She rushed through her shower, not having a lot of time to get to school. After applying cover up on the hickey Lucas had left on her neck, she finished getting ready. As she was rushing out the door, Rachel took her by surprise by yelling from the kitchen.

"Hey, bitch, you hungry?" She appeared in the door way to the kitchen.

"No, I'm going to be late." Brooke rolled her eyes. "Thanks, though."

"Fine, don't say I never offered!"

Brooke rushed out the door, and to the school. She pulled up to the school, and was relieved to know she still had plenty of time to get to class. Chase, her boyfriend, greeted her at her car. Guilt struck her as she saw the smile on his face. She was sure that smile was for her, and she knew she didn't deserve it.

"Hey, Brooke." He smiled.

"Hi Chase." She smiled back, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

As the two walked towards class, Brooke caught sight of Lucas and Peyton. Lucas had his arm hanging casually around Peyton's shoulders, and she was beaming with happiness. She was disgusted by the way Lucas was acting so normal around her after what had happened between them. She wanted to go and slap him across the face, but decided that was how they got into the mess in the first place. Lucas looked up as Chase and Brooke walked passed, briefly making eye contact with the brunette. There was no emotion in his blue orbs as the two locked eyes. He didn't even acknowledge her presence, just turned back towards Peyton.

"Bastard." Brooke whispered under her breath.

"What?" Chase questioned her.

"Oh, nothin'." She gave him a convincing smile.

The first half of the day seemed to rush by. The couple was now seated in the quad for lunch. Brooke sipped her water as Chase chowed down on his food. It was only the two of them, because everyone was mad at Brooke for the tape she had made with Nathan. Even Haley, who had been her best friend in recent history, had not forgiven her yet. Although, Brooke hadn't expected her to because Nathan was her husband. She looked up from their table to glance over at Nathan and Haley.

Haley was glowing from her pregnancy, but she seemed sad. Brooke knew Haley had forgiven Nathan, but thought maybe she had let him off too easily. She could tell Haley was still hurt by the tape. Brooke wanted more than anything to go and comfort her, but knew she was part of the reason why she hurt.

"Aren't you going to eat, babe?" Chase questioned, breaking Brooke out of her daze.

"What?" Brooke looked up. "Oh uh, no, I had a big breakfast." She lied to him. She felt guilty about lying to him, but she didn't want anyone to know she had barely eaten at all in the past three days. Ever since that night with Lucas, she hadn't been hungry.