Okay so this is the third and final part of my story. It started with A Safe Place to Hide then My Saving Grace and Now My Fairytale Ending. If you haven't read the first two you might want to do that before reading this one.
My Fairytale Ending
Chapter 1 Changes
As the times change so does everything and everyone around you.
It had been three almost four years since Darcy Elizabeth and Sawyer Keith were brought into the world. Those years had proved to be trying for the Scott family, but no matter what was thrown their way they could always handle it together or so they thought.
Peyton and Lucas were lying in bed together. "I never thought it was possible to love you as much as I do right now." He gave her a kiss and held her hand.
"I can't believe that I have gotten everything I have ever wanted."
"I know me either." He smiled. "Can you believe that today was our five year anniversary?"
"And I love you more today than I did the day that I married you. You've made all my dreams come true." She kissed him. "I'm so glad that Sawyer is staying with Riley tonight."
About a year ago Peyton and Lucas moved their family into a three story house. It was much bigger and gave them more room to be free. They made the downstairs area into an apartment for Riley and Darcy. They wanted her to have as much independence as possible, and she wanted Darcy to be her responsibility. She wanted to be the one that raised Darcy.
Lucas took advantage of not having Sawyer in their bed by kissing his wife. "Are you sure this okay?"
"Why wouldn't it be okay? We're married." She laughed.
"Ha, ha," he joked. "I mean because you are pregnant." He smiled when he said that she was pregnant. He loved the fact that they were going to have another child together. They didn't think that they would ever get pregnant again, but they managed to beat the odds yet again.
"The doctor hasn't told me that we couldn't. I'm only three months pregnant Luke. The first time I was pregnant you couldn't keep your hands off of me." She pulled him into another kiss. "Do you not find me irresistible anymore?"
He felt a hormonal swing coming on if he didn't answer the question to the best of his ability. "I find you incredibly irresistible. You are the most beautiful woman on the planet."
"Good save," she laughed, and they started kissing again.
The phone started ringing. "Don't answer it," Lucas demanded as he continued to kiss her.
"We have to answer it." She pushed him off of her and picked up the phone. "Hello Scott residence."
"Hey mom," Preston said on the other end of the line.
"Hey honey," she looked at the clock to see that it was one in the morning. "Preston is something wrong? It is a little late for you to be calling."
"Um I need you to come get me." He bit his bottom lip.
"What do you mean you need me to come get you?" Peyton asked, and Lucas sat up in the bed. He was curious to what the answer to that question was too.
"I'm in jail," Preston told her reluctantly. He knew that she was going to be mad.
About thirty minutes later Lucas and Peyton were at the police station. Preston had been arrested for disturbing the peace. He had gotten into a bar fight, and the only way to stop it was to arrest all the people involved.
A lot had changed about Preston over the years. College made him into a very different person. He started hanging out with the wrong group of friends, and decided to experiment with drinking. When he was nineteen he decided to move out of his parent's house, and into an apartment with some of his friends. Peyton didn't agree with the idea mainly because she didn't want to lose her little boy, but she also didn't trust the group of guys he was moving in with. Lucas thought that it was a good idea for Preston to have his freedom. He was after all growing up. Peyton had been right, and Lucas had been wrong.
Things also got worse when he and Julie broke up because of his drinking, and then she moved to New York to study music and ballet. Preston had been heartbroken and instead of talking about it he closed himself off, and started dating girls that would never mean anything to him.
Preston walked out and saw his parents. He could tell by the look of their faces that they were disappointed. "Mom and dad I…."
Lucas cut him off, "Don't speak. I don't want to hear it. Let's just get you out of here."
Preston dropped his head. Peyton shook her head. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. She couldn't believe that his life had taken a turn in this direction. It broke her heart.
The next morning Preston came downstairs to see Peyton and Lucas sitting on the couch. He was hoping to ignore them, but that wasn't going to happen. "Take a seat," Lucas demanded.
Preston did as he was told. "Before you guys start lecturing I'm twenty years old. I make my own decisions."
"Yeah that's not working out anymore." Peyton told him.
"I made one mistake."
"You've made a lot of mistakes lately Preston, and if you think for one minute that we are going to sit here and watch you ruin your life you have another thing coming." Lucas sighed.
"Well it's not like you can ground me. I don't live here, and I'm twenty. I'm an adult."
"You're right Preston. You are twenty, but you are not an adult. At least you aren't acting like an adult." Peyton disagreed with him.
"And as for living here you do live here now."
He stood up, "You can't do that."
"Oh yes we can." Lucas stood up too. "We are doing it. You will be living here until you can get your act together."
"I'm not moving back in here, and you guys can't make me."
He started to leave but Lucas blocked his way. "Actually we can. See if you don't move back in you will no longer have a car, car insurance, or a phone, and we won't be paying you an allowance either."
Preston was shocked. He couldn't believe that they were going to take everything from him. "Come on guys, I'll do better. The getting arresting thing wasn't even that big of deal. They aren't pressing charges."
"I don't care that they aren't pressing charges. I care that you even put yourself in that kind of situation in the first place. Your behavior is unacceptable."
"You guys keep saying that you want me to grow up, but making me live here isn't going to help me grow up."
"Preston you haven't done a very good job of proving yourself to us lately. Your mother and I wish we had another choice, but we don't. In six months we will revaluate the situation, and if we think that you can handle more responsibility then we will give it to you."
Preston shook his head. "I'm not falling for this. I'll just get a job."
"Preston we are serious about cutting you off."
"I don't give a damn. I'm not giving up my freedom. I'm going to show you guys that I can do this without you. I don't need either one of you." He stormed out of the house.
Peyton's eyes were filled with worry. Lucas touched her shoulders and pulled her in close to him. "I can't believe this is happening."
"He'll come around once he realizes how hard it is to survive without us." Lucas was hoping that he would come around. He couldn't believe how much Preston had changed. And he knew that it was killing Peyton.
Riley and the two little rugrats walked upstairs. The little ones were arguing. "Nah huh," Darcy cried.
"Yah huh," Sawyer cried back.
"Come on guys please stop fighting."
Peyton put on a fake smile when she saw her little boy coming into the room. "Mommy," Sawyer ran into her arms. She picked him up although she knew she shouldn't since she was pregnant, but she needed to feel the love of at least one of her children.
Sawyer looked more and more like his father everyday. He had curly dirty blonde hair, big blue eyes, and Lucas' signature smirk.
As for Darcy she ran right to her grampy. He was probably her favorite person on the planet besides her mommy. She was really a mama's girl. She was absolutely gorgeous. She had long dark brown hair that had a little bit of a wave to it, and beautiful green eyes. Riley always saw Owen staring back at her when she looked into her little girls eyes, but that was okay because she knew that he would always be there with her in spirit.
"Grampy I'm hungry," Darcy flashed her famous smile that always got to Lucas' heart.
"Well hey there hungry I'm grampy Lucas." He laughed as did Darcy. She loved when he told her that.
"Ha, ha, grampy you too funny," she started tickling him, and he picked her up and gave her a big kiss. "Feed me," she laughed.
He smiled. She was always able to make the bad things go away even if it was only for a few seconds. "Come on Sawyer let's go get some breakfast."
"Otay daddy," Sawyer jumped down from his mom's arms and followed his dad into the kitchen.
Riley could tell that there was something wrong with Peyton. "So we heard yelling." She sat down next to her.
"Yeah," Peyton sighed. "Your brother was arrested last night for getting into a fight."
"What has gotten into him? He really needs to grow up." She was upset with him. His behavior had really gotten out of control.
"I don't know."
"Is he going to go to jail?"
"No," Peyton said happily. "Thank God they aren't pressing charges."
"That's good. What are you guys going to do?"
"Well we told him he had to move home or we were going to cut him off."
"When's he moving back in?" She knew that Preston wouldn't make it if they cut him off.
"He's not."
"What?"
Peyton shrugged. "He would rather make it on his own instead of moving back home."
"But doesn't he realize that he isn't going to make it without you guys supporting him."
"I guess he doesn't care," she said sadly.
Riley hugged Peyton, "I give him a week without your money." Riley was sure of it.
"I hope you're right."
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Preston arrived to his apartment to see that his roommates were still asleep like usual. They had thrown a big party the night before because there were beer bottles and old pizza all over the apartment. It was a mess.
He didn't like his living situation, but he didn't want to live at home under his parent's watchful eye. He didn't want to feel like a child. Preston was sure that he could get a job and support himself or at least convince his parents to help him out. He figured that they were just mad, and they would eventually come around.
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Riley walked into Clothes over Bros. She had started working for Brooke about two years ago. She wanted to make money so that she wouldn't always have to depend on her parents, but she needed to work where her boss would understand that she was a college student and a single mother. Brooke had hired her on the spot. She loved Riley, and she would do anything for her.
"How's my favorite employ?"
"Tired," Riley sighed. "I kept Sawyer last night since it was their anniversary and he and Darcy are a handful. I also have a big test this Monday, and I just really don't know the material as well as I should."
"Aw that was nice of you to keep him for them, and if you need to leave early I can handle it."
"No," Riley shook her head. "You are always letting me leave early, and that's not fair."
"I can do anything I want to do because I'm the boss."
"Thanks but I'll be okay."
"And don't worry about that test Riles you always do amazing."
"Thanks," she smiled.
"I have never seen a more motivated person in my life." Brooke walked to the back, and Riley followed her.
"Oh Brooke…"
"Yeah," Brooke turned around.
"I wanted to let you know that Preston was arrested last night."
"What?" She was furious.
"He got into some kind of fight in a bar. The charges were dropped, but he and the parentals got into a fight, and they cut him off."
"Oh wow," Brooke couldn't believe the mess that Preston had made out of his life.
"Yeah and so if he comes and ask you for money they probably don't want you to give it to him," Riley told her. She knew that Brooke would give him money in a heart beat if she thought that he was in trouble.
"Oh yeah I understand. I won't give him any money." She really hoped that he didn't ask because it would be very hard for her to say no to him.
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Later that night Riley was up late studying. She was having the hardest time in calculus, and she didn't understand why. She was always really good at math when she was in high school.
She wiped her eyes because she was extremely tired. She hadn't gotten much sleep since Darcy was born. She knew that she was now three almost four, but Darcy wasn't a big sleeper. She liked to play and explore all day, and hated to go to sleep.
Things were hard for Riley, but she was getting used to them.
"Mommy," she heard a sad little voice call out for her. "Mommy."
Riley walked into her bedroom. "Baby what's wrong?" She hated it when she was sad.
"I had a bad dream mommy."
"Oh baby girl its okay. Everything is going to be okay." She got into the bed next to her. "Just go back to sleep."
"Mommy, will you stay with me tonight?"
Riley looked into her daughter's beautiful eyes and she couldn't say no. She knew that she should study a little more, but she had a responsibility to make sure that her daughter was okay. "You bet pretty girl."
The next morning Riley woke up abruptly. She had forgotten to set alarm when she fell asleep in Darcy's room.
She walked into the small living room and saw Darcy on the floor playing. "Darcy sweetie, why didn't you wake mommy up?"
"You looked too sweet mommy," she smiled and continued to play with her dolls.
Riley finally found the time. She was already thirty minutes late for her test, and the teacher was a real stickler. She didn't allow anyone to make up a test no matter what the reason may be.
Riley rushed to get ready. She dropped Darcy off upstairs with her dad. She was mad at him for not waking her up, but he said that he thought she might have the day off. She replied by saying that she never gets a day off.
By the time she got to campus the test was over. She waited patiently for Mrs. Conrad to get into her office.
"Well hello there Miss Scott. What can I do for you?"
"I know that I missed the test this morning, but I can explain."
"I don't want to hear any excuses Miss Scott."
Riley dropped her head and followed her into the office. "My daughter had a bad dream last night, and I fell asleep. I'm ready for this test."
Mrs. Conrad pointed to a chair. She wanted Riley to take a seat. Riley did just that. Mrs. Conrad went through her things. "Do you know what I'm looking at Riley?" She finally called her by her first name.
"No ma'am," she said politely.
"It is your grades in my class. It seems that they aren't too good."
"I know, but I was prepared for this test. Please let me take it."
"Riley I set rules for a reason, but I do see that you are a hard working. So I'll make you a deal."
"Okay," she would take whatever she could get.
"I'm not going to let you take the test again because it is in the syllabus, and I'm not going to go against my word, but I'll do you one better. If you go to the calculus tutor for the rest of the semester I'll give you a hundred in the place of the test."
"What?" she couldn't believe it.
Mrs. Conrad smiled, "Now you have to go three times a week for the rest of the semester. I'm going to have him keep up with it."
"Mrs. Conrad this is really nice of you, but I wouldn't have made a hundred on this test."
"I know. What's your major Riley?"
"I'm a psychology major."
"You aren't going to need calculus that much after this. When I was in college I was a single parent. I know how it feels to have the weight of the world on your shoulders. You need someone to help you every now and then." She smiled. "You may not be my smartest student, but you are one of the most promising young ladies that I have ever met in my life, and I'm willing to help those that help themselves."
"Thank you so much. I promise you want regret this."
"I know. I can count on you." She handed her a piece of paper. "This will be your tutor. You can go by tomorrow, and he'll help you with everything."
Riley smiled and thanked her again. She knew this tutoring thing wouldn't be so hard. Missing that test might have been the best thing that ever happened to her.
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Sawyer and Darcy were spending the night with Aunt Brooke. Lucas had put away the dishes, and he went to find his beautiful wife.
He walked upstairs and found her sitting on the bathroom floor with a box of tissues. "Peyton baby, what's wrong?" he sat down next to her.
"I'm a horrible mother." She cried.
"Oh no Peyton you are not a horrible mother. You are a great mother."
"Don't lie to me Lucas. I know that I screwed Preston up. I mean he is headed for a life of crime."
"He is not headed for a life of crime Peyton. He is a good kid who just lost his way. We'll get him back on track. We always take care of everything."
"What if he is turning into Jason?"
Lucas shook his head, "He isn't turning into Jason. If anything he is turning into me before I met you." He kissed her forehead. "Everything is going to be okay. We are good parents, and I think this baby is going to be very lucky to have us in its life."
He wiped away her tears. "I love you. Now let's get you off this floor and into bed."
"Okay," she hoped that he was right. She needed her son to be okay. She needed him to be the Preston that she remembered.
Things had changed for the Scott family, but they still had each other, and that's really all that mattered.
Alright so this was kind of an introduction chapter. The real drama is yet to come. I decided to do this story because I felt that there was a lot I didn't explore with the first two, and I could wrap everything up. And because so many of you wanted me to do this one. This one will probably not have as many chapters, but I'm thinking at least ten.
Let me know if I should continue or if I should have stopped with the last story.