A/N: Thank you to all that read & enjoyed & reviewed! I appreciate it, and I think that I will give this a try as a full story. Let me know what you think.


The night sky was dark. It was as if someone had taken black paint, swiped it across the sky, only to add a dot of yellow in it, providing light. The night itself was quiet. No animals, no birds, just sky. This night proved to be perfect for the events. The crowd outside was restless. They jumped, and screamed at everything. It seemed that an ant could go on stage, and the crowd would scream until their lungs gave out. They were having the times of the their lives. They were living it up, knowing that tomorrow's not promised. Backstage, though, was a very different story.

There, we have Lucas Scott. Successful author, future groom, and loving son and brother. At first glance, he was happy. Hell, he could have been ecstatic. But inside his heart, told a completely different tale.

One of love and betrayal. One of greed, and selfishness. Also, of care and compassion. But mostly, of confusion.

Lucas Scott stood there, watching Brooke Davis, a girl who had earned a permanent spot in his heart, until she disappeared. Never in his life had he felt more alone. Sure, he had family, he had other friends, but what did those things matter if he didn't have her? Once again, he had broken the fragile girl. The one he had long ago promised his heart to, only to break it. The one who he promised to rescue, but never did. The one that he cared for so much that it hurt, but ended up hurting her. And then, Brooke's words echoed in his head.

"Everything with us always goes back to Peyton!"

Peyton.

Brooke said everything went back to Peyton. But, there was nothing about Peyton when they broke up. He knew the two were fighting at the moment, but nothing and no one was in his heart, except Brooke.

"But I saw the way you were with Peyton. I knew you loved her. And she told me she love-"

What had Peyton done that time? He cursed himself for not letting her finish. But Brooke was the one who broke up with him. Brooke was the one who pushed him to Peyton. Brooke was the one who gave him away.

"Lucas Scott!" He heard Haley scream, forcing him to turn around, "Tell me what you are doing over here, brooding, when you should be out there having fun!"

"Thinking. Just every thing's been piling on top of each other, and I just needed space."

"I know you though Lucas, that is not the 'I'm thinking' face. That's the 'I'm having girl troubles' face. Is something wrong with Peyton?" Haley asked her best friend, knowing fully well in her heart that Lucas loved Peyton.

Just maybe not enough. She thought.

"It's Brooke."

Brooke. The one girl Haley knew that Lucas had been ready to give everything up for. But, also the one who gave him up.

"What is it?" Haley asked, wanting to help Lucas in any way possible to pick one of the two girls he had been going back and forth between for years.

"We just had a little... argument, I guess I should call it. She told me that, back in high school, she broke up with me because..." He tried to find the right words, only to be interrupted by Haley.

"Because Peyton told her she loved you, right before the wedding."

"Wait, what?"

"I'm surprised they haven't told you before, Luke. But I'm not in any place to tell you about it." Haley sighed, and saw Peyton making small talk with random people. "Why don't you ask your fiancee about it?"

And Lucas was off quickly. He wanted to get to the bottom of this high school drama. For years, he had known nothing. No one had even bothered to tell him why the girl he loved truely broke up with him. All everyone wanted was for him and Peyton, the 'perfect' couple to get back together. They did, but at what cost?

"Peyton," He said, pulling her away from the group she was telling a story to, "We need to talk."

"Yea, Luke? What's wrong now?"

"What did you tell Brooke?"

"What are you talking about?" Peyton asked, confused.

"In high school! What did you tell her before the wedding?"

"Nothing." Peyton said, scared of what was to follow.

"Damn it, Peyton! I know what you said, okay! It hurts knowing that you didn't bother to tell me yourself!"

"Why, Luke? It doesn't matter anymore. We're together now right? That was a long time ago."

"It matters because I loved Brooke. So much that my heart ached, and you ruined that. Why would you do that?" Lucas asked, once again angered.

"Because I love you Lucas! Is that so bad? I loved you, I told her, and obviously, she knew we we meant to be together, too."

"Why, Peyton? Huh? Why are we meant to be together?"

"Because, you wrote our story, and it all came so easily. We made it back to each other every single time. We're the storybook couple, Luke. I know it, you know it, and everybody else knows it."

"Well, this is a story that just got cut a lot shorter." Lucas said, finally having enough of the hurt and lies that Peyton seemed to bring.

"What?" Peyton asked, hoping that what Lucas said was just some nightmare.

"I'm done." He said, coldly.

"Luke, you just can't end it like that." Peyton cried, letting tears flow. She didn't care if she was making a scene.

"I just did." He replied, walking away, leaving only Haley, who had just spotted the two, to comfort the crying girl.

He had made his choice. It took a long time, a lot of anger and confusion, but he made it. Sure, he loved Peyton, and he always would. But after the events of the night, it proved to him that what they had been was a lie. He had been pushed towards her by everybody, never to make his own decision.

But it had always been there. Him and Brooke. No matter what they went through, they always had it. That bond that no force could ever break. A connection like no other, and one that no living thing could ever hope to match.

He spotted Brooke, talking to Nathan and laughing. That is what he loved the most about her. The way that she made an effort to get to know the people that meant the most to him, and how she fit in so perfectly. He stood there, still thinking things over when he saw Julian walking around, and then making his way towards him. Lucas was disgusted with the man. It took every ounce of him, but he managed to restrain from hitting him.

"Lucas Scott, my favorite author. What's going on?" Julian asked.

I can never be alone. Lucas thought to himself.

"Thinking." he replied for what seemd like the millionth time that night.

"Well," Julian said, spotting Brooke, "I think that while you think, I'm going to go over and see Miss Davis over there."

He started walking towards Brooke, only to be stopped by Lucas, pulling at his arm.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." Julian looked confused by Lucas's statement.

"What are you talking about Lucas?"'

"She's not interested." Lucas said, showing no emotion whatsoever.

"And how do you know that?" Julian asked, a little annoyed, "I think that that's for her to decide."

"I told you," He said, through gritted teeth, "She's not interested in you."

"Look, Luke, I know you two have a history, but that doesn't mean she belongs to you. And weren't you the one who broke her heart?"

And that was all it took. The gate that had been holding Lucas's anger burst opened, and spilled into every fiber of his being. He took his arm back, and flew it forward, connecting with Julian's face. It took all of a split second to do, and after, he looked at the damage he had done.

Julian's nose was spilling a red liquid, and he looked busted up. Lucas heard gasps and whispers all around him, but he didn't care. The man got what was coming to him. Or so he thought.

Out of the crowd that had gathered, he saw a small brunette make her way through, and to the fallen man.

"Luke!" She screamed, "What is wrong with you?"

I couldn't answer.

"Luke, man. I think it's time you got out of here." He felt Nathan beside him, hand on his shoulder.

I still couldn't answer. I just stood there and looked at the scene before me, and thought about what lead up to it. Two girls. One boy. Three hearts. All of them had broken in a matter of seconds, and now here it was. The man, who was supposed to be his movie producer, on the ground, bleeding. He's sitting there, trying to clear his head, and take in what had just happened. And right there, right beside him, was the girl he loved, comfrting him. Who knew that you're heart could break twice in the same night?


A/N: Well? What do you think? Keep going, or no? I appreciate the reviews, and looking forward to tonight's episode. Hope you like it!