Okay, so here's chapter three! I hope you guys are liking this story. I think I'm going to wait and post chapter four until I get like 6 reviews, because that's the number of reviews I got after I posted ch. 1 and 2. So, read and review!
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Peyton just stared straight ahead. She didn't bother talking, because Haley was doing plenty of that for all three of them.
Lucas just looked out the window and sighed quietly. Haley was going on about something, either Jamie or Nathan, Lucas assumed. He knew he should be listening because she was talking for his benefit, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't believe Haley had brought Peyton, but whatever.
Haley sighed after she finished her story about Jamie swimming again. No one is listening to me, she thought, so therefore, they can sit in their own uncomfortable silence.
Peyton tried to urge the Comet to get them home in the least amount of time possible, but no matter how much she sweet talked it in her mind, they hit every red light. After the third one, Lucas piped up and said, "Its yellow you know."
Peyton shook her head. "Yes, its yellow, but now, its red, and I for one don't need a ticket, okay?"
Haley shook her head, amused. Lucas was being an ass, and Peyton was being a bitch, but they were only being that way to each other.
Lucas blew out a sigh. "Fine."
Haley looked over at Peyton who was clenching her fists around the steering wheel, praying she could get through the rest of the drive without strangling Lucas.
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Twenty minutes later, Peyton rolled to a stop in front of Luke's house. "Here you go," she said shortly.
"Thanks," he snapped back.
Haley rolled her eyes. As soon as Lucas got out of the car and out of earshot, she
said, "You guys…"
"What?" Peyton said defensively.
"I can't believe you!"
"I was trying to be civil! He was the one being… Lucas."
"Well, Peyton, you knew he was like that going in," Haley joked. Peyton shrugged, and then a few minutes later, pulled into Haley and Nathan's driveway. "Thanks, Peyt. Call me later if you need anything."
"I will, bye Hales."
Peyton pulled into Tric, and went into Red Bedroom Records. She went to unlock the door, not expecting anyone to be there, but when she tried, it was already unlocked. She walked in and there was Mia in the middle of the room. "Mia!"
"Hey Peyton!"
Peyton was shocked. "What are you doing here?"
Mia laughed. "I'm on break from the tour, so I came home to see you. How are you doing?"
Peyton shrugged. "Alright, but you know, better now that my favorite artist is here!" Both girls hugged and laughed, while Mia shared horror stories from the tour. A half hour later, Mia left to go get some sleep, because her jet lag was catching up with her. Peyton stayed at the studio, listening to some demo's she had gotten in the mail from bands who wanted to hit it big. Most of them were too normal, but there were a few Peyton liked. She was glad. She was glad because to her, listening to bands that sounded like they would make a difference made her think of all the music she listened to that helped her through hard times.
It was nine o' clock, and Peyton was on the second to last demo CD she had when someone knocked on the door. Peyton looked up to see Lucas slowly making his way into the room. "Hey," he said.
She nodded her hello, and he continued to make his way over to her. "Can I help you?" she asked him after a few minutes of Lucas standing there, not saying anything.
"Haley had me come over to make sure you were coming to her house for dinner, or something."
Peyton nodded. "Okay, is that all?"
Lucas shrugged, frustrated. He was hoping he and Peyton could talk, but she wasn't making it easy. "I guess," he said, and turned to leave, but then he stopped. It's now or never, I guess, he thought. Then he turned around to face Peyton and said, "Okay, what's your problem?"
Peyton's head snapped up and she looked at Lucas. She shook her head in disbelief. "It's funny, because the last time you came here, you said something similar, Luke. Look how that ended." Peyton was referring back to the night of their argument, when Lucas and her had kissed, and then he proposed to Lindsey.
"Peyton, I haven't said a thing to you to make you seem so pissed, and yet, here you are, pissed off."
"Yeah, Luke, that's the problem. You haven't said a thing to me, period!" Peyton yelled, standing up from her seat at her desk. "Do you want me to tell you why I'm so pissed? Okay, I'll tell you. You invited me to your wedding, which you should have known would hurt me. You kissed me, and then proposed to Lindsey. Oh yeah, you used my ring, Lucas, MY RING!" Peyton yelled, pointing an accusing finger at him, and then
she continued. "I help you out, and then, you say you hate me. You leave Tree Hill with no goodbye; no contact, nothing, and then you come back and expect me to be happy to see you? Well, I have news for you Lucas, I wasn't happy to see you, okay? It hurt me to the umpteenth degree and made me want to hit you. Okay?" she yelled, with tears streaming down her face.
Lucas shook his head. "Okay, so you're going to play the innocent victim roll, are you? Well I have news for you too Peyton. I got left at the altar. Okay? I said 'I do', and she didn't. I still love her, Peyton! Stop making me out to be the bad guy here, because I already said I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry I said I hate you. I'm sorry, but I still love her, Peyton! She said no, not me!" Lucas yelled at Peyton, sick of being called the monster.
Peyton shook her head, still crying silently. "Please leave," she whispered.
Lucas looked at her. "What?"
"Leave Lucas, I don't want to say something I'll regret."
"You can't start a fight with me and then tell me to leave because-"
"Actually, I can. It's my record label, that I'm renting out, therefore, I can tell you to leave whenever I damn well please!" she said, her voice getting higher.
Lucas shook his head, and turned on his heel to leave. Peyton stopped him when he got to the doorway, and she said, "I'm sorry she said no, Luke. I'm not sorry that you didn't get married, but I'm sorry she hurt you."
Luke shook his head and glanced back at Peyton. "Me too, Peyt, although, I'm sorry for everything," and then he left, leaving a broken Peyton in the Red Bedroom Records studio to cry her heart out.
After ten minutes of crying, Peyton left RBR in a blur. She had to get out of there; she
didn't want to be in the room where Lucas had completed her, and broken her. She wasn't thinking straight; she knew she should had called someone, like Haley or Brooke to drive her home, but she couldn't stand being in that office any longer, so she drove herself. She knew her driving wasn't quite up to par, but she only had a ten minute drive, or so, so she didn't care. She started crying, thinking about what Lucas said. I still love her, Peyton! Peyton shook her head trying to get the thought out of her head. Her eyes were blurry from crying, and her throat was dry from yelling and crying. She was about five minutes from home when it happened; her body was tossed against her car door, and then, everything went black.
