This is my first One Tree Hill fanfic. It takes place after the latest episode (4x11) so obviously Peyton and Lucas aren't together. Just for the record, I happen to be a huge Brucas fan so it was very difficult for me to write about them together. Haha. But at the moment, I'm planning on writing both Brucas and Leyton stuff, so I hope to cator to both audiences. Anyway, this fic does involve some rape scenes so I would reccommend using discreetion in deciding whether or not you choose to read. I don't plan on making the actual rape too vivid or descriptive, but I may elaborate on it more greatly later on in the story. So if you do decide to read, I hope you enjoy! Please let me know what you think. Obviously reviews are more than appreciated and will help me detemine whether or not I should continue with this story. I love suggestions and critiques as much as I do praise:-) Anyway, I really hope you like it! Thanks for reading!! IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII The two laughed joyously as they made their way down the boardwalk. Most of the stores were already closed and the dim lamplight mixed with the luminous moonlight bounced off their backs as they walked.
Lucas turned to her and smiled. She looked so free. Her curly, untamed hair framed her delicate face, and on her lips was a playful smile.
"What?" She asked.
He smiled again. "I just love seeing you smile." She smiled and look down at her feet, then back up at him. "You don't do it nearly enough."
She laughed. "I guess I just need a little inspiring…" She eyed him seductively.
"Oh is that so.."
"Yeah…" They giggled as their lips closed on one another's and let their passionate exchange envelope their being.
They separated after a little while and continued walking, swinging their clasped hands as they did so. Their playful banter persisted as they glided gracefully down the deserted strip. It was as if the world had fallen away and for once, allowed them the solitude they so desired. Being with the other was all they needed to feel complete.
However, isolation is a tricky thing, and as the two young lovers learned long ago, it can be invaded by anyone at anytime. This time was no different.
A shout was heard off in the distance. Peyton turned to Lucas.
"You hear that?"
He scrunched his eyebrows. "What?"
Another yelp shattered the silence, this time more enunciated. The couple looked at one another, then jogged off to where they heard the sound coming from.
As the two were approaching, the sounds became more pronounced. It was clear there was some sort of struggle. A girl, no doubt, trying to get away from someone or something. Her cries were filled with distress, though she spoke no coherent words.
It wasn't long before Lucas and Peyton came to the place of noise. They turned and halted. They faced a long, dark alley and near the middle, the outline of a man on top of a struggling woman was clear.
Lucas quickly mumbled to Peyton "go call the cops," before shoving her back lightly in the direction which they came. A terrified and stunned Peyton stumbled backwards and nodded, though she remained in the alley. Lucas tore his eyes away from the figures before him and looked at Peyton. He spoke more urgently this time. "Go!" Peyton nodded again, but this time turned and ran out of the alley.
Lucas cleared his throat. He felt adrenaline course through his veins. "Hey!" He shouted, making both people before him aware of his presence. The girl stopped struggling and the man above her stopped moving. They both looked over in Lucas's direction.
The girl yelled, her voice muffled with tears, "Help me!"
The man looked back at the girl and punched her across the face, causing her to yell out in pain.
"Get off her!" Lucas screamed, fury evident in his voice. Again the man looked up, but this time was greeted with the sight of the boy charging towards him. He was still a short distance away, so he quickly punched the girl in the stomach, causing her to cry out, then pulled himself out of her and stood up. He braced himself but wasn't prepared for the force that him.
At full speed, Lucas rammed himself into the man, causing the two to stumble backwards a good deal away from the momentarily stagnant girl. Lucas moved mechanically, not even stopping to analyze the man before him. He swiftly punched him in the face, effectively knocking the man off balance, then punched him again so he fell over.
He continued punching the man, who had yet to fight back, until he heard the cries behind him.
The girl had watched the boy fight her attacker for a moment, before realizing what was happening. Upon processing the situation, she cried loudly as she pulled herself to a sitting position and scurried backwards until she hit the wall. She sobbed as quietly as she good, but the pain the coursed through her body as she felt around for her clothing cause her to moan loudly in protest.
Lucas stopped hitting the man and turned to the girl, who was hidden by the shadows. He gave the man once last punch and scampered over to the girl. As he got closer, he watched as her figure receded and as she pushed herself hard against the wall as if trying to make herself disappear.
"It's okay," he said in a winded but gentle voice. "He's out he's not going to hurt you."
The girl continued crying and clumsily scooted further away from Lucas.
"It's okay…" he started, stretching his hand forward.
He was interrupted by the calls of Peyton. "Lucas!" She cried as she ran toward him. "Lucas," she said again once she was closer. "They're coming. They said they would be here as soon as they can."
"Okay," Lucas said, looking back at the girl who seemed to be even more terrified by the arrival of this new person. Again, she moved further away from Lucas, but in effect, moved a little closer to Peyton.
Lucas looked at Peyton in defeat, but saw she was looking at something in the distance. "Lucas…" she said quietly and with ambivalence. Lucas followed Peyton's gaze and found the man struggling to get up.
"Damnit!" Lucas whispered, as he raised himself quickly from the ground and began making his way toward the guy. It was too late, though. The man had stood and began running full speed in the other direction. Lucas followed the retreating figure obediently but stopped hesitantly when Peyton called his name.
"Lucas!" He turned to face her. "Don't," she shook her head. "It's not worth it right now."
Lucas looked down in defeat. He pursed his lips and looked back at the girl, who had moved so far away that she was out of the shadows. His eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped slightly.
Seeing his change in expression, Peyton flicked her eyes uncertainly to the girl, then back to Lucas, then back to the girl. It took her minute to fully digest the vision her eyes were providing for her. Peyton's eyebrows furrowed more and she bent down slightly, her breath becoming uneven as she did so.
She spoke with a fear that was palpable.
"Brooke?"