Chapter 2: Tears of Regret"
How the hell did we wind up like this Why weren't we able To see the signs that we missed And try to turn the tables
I wish you'd unclench your fists And unpack your suitcase Lately there's been too much of this Don't think it's too late
Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will
Someday, somehow Gonna make it alright but not right now I know you're wondering when (You're the only one who knows that) Someday, somehow Gonna make it alright but not right now I know you're wondering when."-Nickelback "Someday"
She could have said anything, but someday. It just seemed so unsure….what if someday turned in to never? What if Lucas decided someday wasn't okay? She wanted to believe that their love could withstand anything, and that he would wait for her.
"God, why didn't I just say yes?" Peyton said aloud, while sorting through some band applicant files at "Red Bedroom Records." She picked up one and started to read it, but immediately moved onto the next.
Peyton sighed, releasing her grip from the applications, slipping them one after another into the trash. She threw the remaining documents that were in her hand on to her desk, taking a seat as frustration overwhelmed her. Her mind was far from anything work related.
"Thinking about Lucas?" a voice said coming from the door.
Peyton looked up from her desk seeing Haley standing in the doorway with her hand propped up on the side of the doors frame.
"Is it that obvious." Peyton replied, wiping away a single tear from her cheek.
"Sorry, I kind of overheard you talking to yourself." Haley said while walking over to her.
"Am I wrong, Haley, for saying someday? And for wanting us to get our careers in order before settling down?" Peyton questioned.
"I think you were right in what you believe…you weren't ready." Haley said.
"But I should have been ready. I love Lucas, and I do want to be with him forever." Peyton finished.
"If I know Lucas, and I think I know him probably better than anyone, I think that he really loves you, Peyton. He wouldn't give up on you that easily. You just gotta believe that." Haley said leaning in to give Peyton a hug. Peyton was grateful to Haley that she was available and was willing to lend an ear to her fallacies, because if not for Haley, she would be entirely alone. Usually, it was Brooke who was there for her, but she was too busy because she was away in New York for meetings in regard to her clothing company.
Haley turned to leave but then turned back around when Peyton started to talk. "Oh, you know I was thinking," Peyton said walking over to Haley and placing both of her hands on the side of Haley's arms, "that I need an artist to sign and was sort of wondering if Haley James Scott was available."
"Really?" Haley asked with excitement.
She hesitated for a moment thinking back to the last time she pursued her music and how much she hurt Nathan. But she knew that this time wouldn't be like that.
"You know, that would be great. No, that would be awesome; Haley said a smile spreading across her face. "Oh my gosh, thanks so much, Peyton." Haley said embracing Peyton.
"This means a lot to me, Haley and I know that you're going to be great. I mean you are Haley James Scott, the rock star." Peyton said walking over to her desk to retrieve an application for Haley to fill out.
"I just need you to fill this out, and bring it back to me when you're done." Peyton said handing her the application.
"Um, Peyton? This one already has your name on it." Haley said scanning it with her eyes seeing that Peyton had filled in the marital status as married.
Peyton snatched the document out of Haley's hand."Let me get you another one." Peyton said walking back over to her desk and picking up a blank one.
"That was just wishful thinking." Peyton said handing her the other application.
When Haley left a while later, Peyton started to wonder, "Was she the one somehow giving up on Lucas by not saying yes?" She sighed, laying her head down on her desk. She hated having so many regrets on what should have been the happiest day of her life.
