Brooke opened her bright eyes from the blinding sun that was begging her to wake up. She took in a strong deep breath, looking at the white ceiling. The first thought coming from her head was Lucas, the time that they had spent last night. It was amazing. They talked about the four years since they've been away from each other, they talked about things they couldn't dare tell anyone, they told about how much they've missed each other. They talked about what they were going to do in the future. They talked about a lot of things. She turned over to her right, seeing Lucas still asleep. He moved slightly, his eyes closed tightly and talked a little in sleep. She had missed him so much, her ached when she thought about him. She wondered how she survived without him. She heard someone clear their throat, she looked at the door and saw Peyton leaning against the wall with her jacket in her hand. Brooke groaned, rolling her eyes. Lucas was going to marry Peyton, so Brooke had to fake her smiles and actually be nice to Peyton…for Lucas. Brooke stood up from the bed quietly, trying not to wake Lucas up.
"Hey, Peyton." Brooke smiled excitedly, walking past her. Peyton followed Brooke into the kitchen, watching her look through the cabinets. Peyton didn't want to seem like a bitch but she felt uncomfortable with Brooke being around Lucas.
"So," Peyton started to say. Brooke turned around, raising her eyebrows as she waited for Peyton to say anything. "You guys had fun last night?" Peyton's voice high, she didn't really care but she had to act like she liked Brooke. She kept reminding herself that Brooke and Lucas were just friends, nothing else.
"If your asking if I slept with him, I didn't." Brooke quickly told Peyton. Peyton shook her head, asking like she didn't know what Brooke was talking about.
"No, I wasn't-" Peyton tried to say.
"I'm not stupid, I'm not the old Brooke, Peyton." Brooke reminded her ex-best friend. Peyton paused for a moment. She had missed the relationship that Brooke and her had together. It was something that could never be replaced.
"The old Brooke was never stupid." Peyton complimented Brooke. Brooke didn't know what to say, and she also didn't want to be mad at Peyton forever. It was four years ago, things were different now. She was married, and they were getting married.
"Thanks." Brooke said softly. Peyton looked at Brooke's bags that were on the ground. "Oh, I can get those. I'm going to stay at a hotel for a little until I can find me a place." Brooke shrugged her shoulders. Peyton paused, still staring at the bags. She wondered what would Lucas do or what would Lucas want her to do. If Peyton wanted to make this relationship better, she would have to make it work.
"Stay here." Peyton looked up. Brooke's eyes widened, completely shocked. Since she's been to this town, it's been full of surprises.
"What?" Brooke asked again, making sure that Peyton knew what she was saying.
"Stay here. I mean, your closer to Lucas and you have a good place to stay. Besides, these hotels aren't as good." Peyton shrugged her shoulders, not making anything of it. Brooke thought about it for a second.
"Are you sure? I mean, are you feeling well?"
"I'm feeling great. I know that the old Peyton was really a bitch. I just…you are Lucas' best friend," Peyton smiled brightly, knowing how close they are. "And he missed you so much." Peyton didn't know how to explain it.
"It's okay, Peyton…thank you." Brooke said again, assuring that everything was okay. "And you don't have to worry about Lucas and I doing anything because I'm a happily married women." Brooke rose her left hand, flashing her ring.
"Oh my God, Brooke! Congratulations!" Peyton took a step forward, wanting to hug her but it wasn't time yet.
"Thanks, it was sudden but I'm really happy." Brooke smiled brightly. She couldn't wait until he was here.
"What? Is he a famous actor?" Peyton teased Brooke a little, thinking back to when they were in high school, telling each other who they would date and get married too.
"Better." Brooke winked. "He's a famous producer."
"Oh, that's great. I can't wait to meet him." Peyton said truthfully. Brooke felt good, actually talking to Peyton about things that they haven't talked about before.
"Well, I have to pick up Jamie. So," Brooke looked back down the hallway.
"I'll tell Lucas." Peyton assured Brooke.
"Thank you, so much." Brooke said, running out the door. Brooke closed the door behind her, and stopped. Peyton was opening up, and so was she. Brooke opened the door, poking her head in. "Hey, P. Sawyer." Brooke told her. Peyton turned around, seeing Brooke's sexy grin. She hasn't heard that name in a while. "The old Peyton was never a bitch." Brooke complimented her.