Hello,
Here is a new story:
The Baby in The Photo.
This story is divided into two parts, the first part is short, just the "set up" for the rest of the story.
I hope you all enjoy.
-JuJuB7
Part One:
Chapter One
Already in love. Those were the first words that ran through eighteen-year-old Peyton Sawyer's head. She was already in love. She couldn't describe this feeling. It was just a feeling she felt. The tears leaked from her eyes, this feeling was overwhelming, but she loved the feeling. She didn't want it to go away. She wanted the feeling to last forever. She knew this feeling was going to last forever. As long as she was in love, this feeling would be in her heart. She smiled. She smiled. She couldn't help but be happy. No one could destroy her happiness. Why wouldn't she be happy? She's going to have a baby. Yes, she was only eighteen, but deep down she knew she could handle this. She already knew she wasn't going to give this baby up. All she had to worry about. The only thing she had to worry about was telling the father. Telling the father of her baby was going to be hard, very hard. She honestly didn't know how she was going to tell him. She knew he was going to freak out once she told him. She knew there was no avoiding it. She had to tell him and if he wanted to be involved in their child's life that was fine, if he didn't that was fine too. She could be a single mom. She didn't want to be, but she could.
She was getting ahead of herself, she hadn't even talked to him yet. She knew she had to talk to him before she did anything drastic. She wiped the tears from eyes and her face. She took the pregnancy and placed it in her back pocket. She got to leave the bathroom, but as she turned… She did something unexpected, she lifted her shirt and she could see the bump… The baby bump, her baby bump. She couldn't help but run a hand over it. She couldn't believe she had a life going inside her. How was the possible? Of course, she knew how. She was just amazed. She pulled her shirt back down, she was on a mission. She took a deep breath and walked out of her bathroom, her destination.
She walked up the well-known steps and knocked on the door. She stood there for a few minutes before the door opened. She was surprised by who opened the door. She smiled and looked, the sad tears forming in her eyes.
"Peyton," Keith says. "Are you okay?"
Peyton doesn't look up, the tears overwhelming her. She doesn't want to be weak in front of Keith or anybody really. She wanted to keep her wall up.
"Peyton, why don't you come inside," Keith says. "I can go wake Lucas up. I'm sure you know he's been having a hard time sleeping this week. I'm sure seeing you will make his day."
"No," Peyton says, her voice breaking and still not looking up. "Let him get his sleep, he needs. I guess- I can come back some other time."
"How far?" Keith asks straight out.
"What?" Peyton asks, shocked. "What are you talking about?"
"How far along are you?" Keith asks.
"I- um- I'm," Peyton stutters.
"Peyton," Keith pauses. "Why don't you come inside. I think there's a lot to talk about it."
"No," Peyton pauses. "I should get going. I'll talk to you later, Mr. Scott."
Before she could wait to hear Keith's reaction, Peyton takes off. She gets in her car and starts driving… Driving right out of tree hill and not even looking back. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she didn't want to raise her child in that place. She wanted to find a new place to raise her child, away from the place where she lost so many people.
…
She found herself in a small, dirty motel room. She didn't want to be in this place, but she had to stop somewhere to get some rest before she kept driving. She didn't want to put her life or her child's life in danger. She laid down on the bed, above the blanket… She didn't know how long she had been laying on the bed when she heard the soft click of the door opening. She didn't move, she had no idea who was entering her room. The silent tears fell down her cheeks, she didn't want it to end here, not in this place. She felt a hand on her shoulder, she couldn't do anything. This was it… She felt the person lower his head to her neck where she felt a light peck on her neck then on her cheek.
"Peyton," A familiar voice whispers in her ear.
"Lucas," Peyton breathes.
"What are you doing here?"
"Running."
"From what?"
"More like who?"
"Alright," Lucas says, laying next to Peyton on the bed and wrapping an arm around her stomach. "Who then?"
"You."
"Why," Lucas pauses. "Is it because of the baby?"
"How did you know?"
"I saw you from the window. I wasn't sleeping, I told Keith to tell you that I was. I watched you run away, I ran to the front porch, but by the time I got there, you were gone. I watched as you looked away, I found this," Lucas says, holding the pregnancy test in front of Peyton's face.
"I didn't even realize," Peyton says.
"Don't worry," Lucas pauses, gently placing a hand on Peyton's stomach. "I'll take care of you two. I'll always take care of you two."
…
Peyton wakes up with a start, she looks to the door even though she knows no one is there. She lifts herself off of the bed and makes her way to the door, she can hear the rain pouring down. She checks the door to make sure the door is locked, which indeed it is. She then checks her back pocket where she placed the pregnancy test and sure enough, the test was gone. She didn't know when she lost it, but she figured she lost the test when she hurried away from Keith. She just prayed her dream was hs was just that a dream. But deep down inside, she knew that the dream was true and Lucas knew her secret… Peyton slides down the door, the tears falling down her fast with no sign of stopping.
I hope you guys enjoyed the story.
I'm not sure when I'm going to update as I have other stories I'm working on.
Thanks for reading.
-JuJuB7