Hey...so I thought it was going to be a one shot. But I decided, no, it won't be. Hope you like it!
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In God's Hands
He knew that he hadn't blinked in a good few minutes. His eyes were beginning to dry and his vision was starting to blur together. But he wouldn't blink. No he wouldn't move on. He just wouldn't move. He was lying on his back in basketball shorts and an old shirt that really needed to be washed. His blankets had all been kicked to the floor. He was cold, but he wouldn't move to get the blankets. How many days had it been? Two maybe? He'd locked his room door and the side door. He had heard Haley crying one time on the other side of his door. Banging on it, crying to let her in. He didn't move. She eventually left. Nathan was more persistent. He almost busted the door down. Lucas still didn't move. Nathan kicked the door one last time before he left him. Now he'd been alone for one day. One whole day and he was completely alone. His mother was dead and gone. This was the end. He was sure of it.
She frowned. His door was locked. She bent down to the potted plant on the porch beside his door. Lifting it up she smirked.
"Lucas you sneaky son of a bitch where is that damn key?!" Brooke yelled through the door.
This time he blinked. Turning his head sharply he saw the outline of her figure through the curtained window. Turning his head back towards the ceiling he made no attempts to speak or move.
"Fine, you can play it that way. But just remember who taught you how to play these games!" She hollered back. She knew he could hear her. She knew. Grabbing her cell phone from her bag she dialed the number for the local locksmith. "You'll be here in how long? 10 minutes? Kay great, thank you" she smirked to herself. So many times she'd locked herself out and so many times she'd needed to call them. Now she was like family with them. They'd do pretty much anything for their best customer. Even if it was breaking into her ex-boyfriend's house. Taking a seat on the steps of the porch she waited for them to arrive.
Inside, Lucas' mind was spinning. Brooke Davis hadn't been in town for a whole year. He' d gotten one phone call. His birthday. That phone call did nothig more than tease him. All he could hear was her voice. He didn't get to hold her, didn't get to see her dimpled smile. But he supposed he wouldn't get to do that anyway, considering he'd dumped her in the first place. He'd thought Peyton was it. He was wrong. She's with Jake now. He laughed bitterly to himself. Realizing that all of this trouble with Brooke and him could have been avoided if he had just fought a little harder for her.
Brooke could hear him laughing to himself from inside his room. She didn't have the heart to smile. Karen Roe was killed three days ago by a drunk driver on her way home from the cafe. She'd gotten the call from Haley and immediately took the next flight from Boston to Tree Hill. She'd gotten over her heart ache from Lucas months ago. She knew in her heart that he needed her now whether he liked it or not. But the nagging feeling in her heart returned the minute she stepped off the plane and somehow she knew that her heart needed him too, whether she liked it or not.
So that's the start. I'd love to hear what you think!
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