When All Road Lead Back To You
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Chapter 1
Brooke Davis took one final deep breath as she stepped off the escalator and into the baggage claim area of Tree Hill Airport. She hadn't been home in over two years and the memories of the love she had left behind had come flooding back.
He had told her that he wanted to be with her and not Peyton and all she could do was panic and leave. She hadn't seen or talked to him since. From the few emails that she had exchanged with Peyton, she new that he was hurt, but he had slowly moved on.
She wished that the same could have been said or herself. Not a day had gone by where she didn't think of him. There had been a few dates here and there but not one of those guys was as smart as him. Not one of them was a cute as him. Or had as eyes as blue as him. They weren't as good at basketball as him. They weren't as sweet, trusting, caring…the list went on and on. In other words, they just weren't Lucas Scott and she didn't know if she would be able to be as happy as she had been when she was with him.
But just as easily as her feelings of wanting to be with him came, so did the terrible feelings of pain that came when she remembered why she couldn't be with him. He had cheated on her with her best friend and as much as she wanted to, her heart just couldn't let it go.
Shaking her head, she tried to clear her mind of all thoughts of Lucas. He wasn't the reason for her return home. After joining her parents in California, they had come through on their promise and they had become a real family. They had been there for every major occasion: birthday, graduation, moving her into her college dorm. Then just as she had fixed that broken piece of her heart, they were ripped away. Her mom and dad were killed in a car accident with a drunk driver. With all her family still in North Carolina, she agreed with her aunt in having the funeral and burial in Tree Hill. Her life was a cruel string of seeing how good it could be only for it to be torn painfully away for her.
She could feel the tears forming again. It had been a week since the accident and every time she thought that she was done crying, she would start all over again. But if anything Brooke Davis was stubborn. She refused to make a scene in a crowded airport. She composed herself and scanned the crowd. She looked for the familiar face of her best friend. Peyton was the only one who knew that she was coming back. After a few minutes, she saw her blond friend waving to her. Not realizing how much she had missed her, she ran into her arms and engulfed her in big hug.
"I missed you P. Sawyer."
"I missed you too Brooke, so much. I'm so sorry about your parents but I'm so glad that you're back. Welcome home. How are you?"
"I've been better. I just can't believe their gone, you know? I mean, they were gone for most of my life and just when I felt like they really did love me, they're just gone," Brooke said softly. She couldn't hold it in anymore. The tears came and Peyton hugged her again.
"I'm here for you Brooke. When I lost my mom, you were there for me, let me be there for you. Come on, you must be tired. Let's get you to my house and you can get some rest."
A/N - This is an old story and I am not changing the plot. Just going back and fixing some typos since I didn't use Word and spellcheck when originally writing this.