Hey guys, new chapter here. I am still working on the next few chapters in Peyton's and Brooke's POV, and I hope I'll update them tomorrow.

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Lucas POV

Today, at noon or so, I came to my editor with my finished book; 'Chronicles of a Broken Marriage'. I think it will be a best seller, or at least so I hope. Peyton will be furious, but I had to do it. Also, I feel bad for doing all this to her, first came Brooke, and now the book. With all this stuff in my mind, I'm only sure of one thing: my visit at Brooke's house. I'll bring her Chinese food, it reminds me when we used to eat it in Tree Hill. Well, I'm on my way to her apartment right now. I hope my visit there will clear my mind a little, or at least distract me. What I did this afternoon, it's going to be either a big mistake, or my life changing success. I reach the building and get in front of her apartment door. I knock three times. She opens it, but her smile disappears.

"Hey Brooke" I smile trying to bring the mood up, she smiles too, but looks a little nervous.

"Come on in" She gestures me to get in, and so I did. I wait for her to sit down, but she just stands in the middle of the living room staring at me.

"I brought you Chinese food" I say and she smiles at me. "I thought it would be cool to have dinner together, just the two of us." She rubs the back of her neck awkwardly and looks everywhere but me.

"Actually, I have to tell you something" Just as she says this, we hear a voice coming from upstairs.

"Brooke, whom are you talking with?" In middle of the stairs, she stops and looks at me. It's no more and non less than Rachel Gatina. Wearing pajamas. Well for making things clear, she used to be best friends with Brooke in high school, but before that, she used the pretext of Brooke cheating on me, to be my girlfriend. I had to admit I used her to make Brooke jealous, but I never surrendered to her. She comes running down the stairs and crushing me in a big hug. I hug her back, and look at Brooke both awkwardly and questioningly. She only looks at me with a defeated face. Rachel finally pulls back and jumps a little, smiling goofily.

"Oh my God, I have to get changed" She says and races up the stairs. I laugh and Brooke smiles awkwardly.

"What is she doing here?" I ask Brooke, frowning.

"Look, she worked with me for six months, but my mom made me fire her, and she moved to Ohio, where her brother was living. She hasn't told me the whole story, but it looks like her brother was into drugs, and soon, so was she. She got overdosed. And she called me, because her parents don't give a damn about her. So I brought her here, got her in Detox, and I'm paying her sessions on Narcotics Anonyms. I know I'm doing too much for her, but she is my best friend, and you most know what is to have someone you love with those problems." She says, and I look down and nod, remembering about the session we had at Peyton's rehab.

"Yeah, I know" I whisper. A minute later, Rachel gets down well dressed. We smile at her, and sit in the couch.

"So tell me, Lucas, how's Peyton?" Rachel asks me in a moment of the conversation. I shift uncomfortably in my sit and Brooke gives me a half- smile.

"Well, I would say we are doing pretty badly." Rachel smile fades and it turns into a worried frown.

"Why? What's wrong?" I look down and tell her. "Well, a year after we got married, I cheated on her. She started drinking, and soon she came back to drugs. I left the house shortly after, and we started going to Couple's Therapy. But her problems with alcohol and drugs came in the middle, and she got overdosed. In that moment, I knew I had to help her. I got her in Detox and in rehab, and started the divorce. She is still in Rehab, and I'm not surprised if she hates me."

She looks stunned, and stays in silence for a while. She shakes her head and frowns, a mad frown this time.

"How could you do it?"

"Rachel, it was after a celebration for my second book, and I was drunk. My editor flirted with me, and in my current state I just couldn't do anything. It's not an excuse, but if I would be in my senses that night, the probabilities that I'd do that would be none." I spat. Rachel's face does not soften at all.

"But you knew that Rachel was messed up when you married her, so why did you hurt her more?" I open my mouth looking for an answer. "You knew she tried to kill herself over you when she left Tree Hill. What if she would have done that this time? Would you be looking for excuses to justify why you were such a monster?" Rachel stands up after saying that. I don't know how, but that words made me feel like a douche bag and each one of them hurt me.

"Rachel, please, stop that." Brooke says standing up and taking a hold on Rachel's forearms.

"Stop what, Brooke?" She says letting her arms free from Brooke's grip. "Peyton was your best friend, and you were the only one next to her when Lucas was going to marry Lindsey. You know more than I do, how much Peyton suffered because of Lucas."

"Look, Brooke, sorry for doing this. Think it's better if I leave" I walk to the door and I hear Brooke say "Let us alone for a moment, Rachel" with that, I hear her footsteps right behind me. We walk out of the door and I turn around to meet Brooke's eyes.

"Lucas, you know she is not fine. Just try to understand her." I nod and run a hand through my hair.

"I know. Just be careful with Sam around her. As you said, Rachel is not fine right now." I give her a hug and turn to the hallway, but Brooke calls my name again. I turn around to meet her.

"Where is Peyton's rehab center?" She asks.

"It's the Saint Francis. Why do you ask?" She runs a hand through her hair and gives me a smile.

"Well, I thought a visit from me and Rachel would make her happy. I will get Rachel to behave, I promise." Oh my God, the last thing I want right now is this. Peyton knows about my feelings towards Brooke. I hide my worries and force a smile.

"Yeah, B. Davis, that would be good." She nods.

"Well, good night Luke." She hugs me again. "Bye Brooke, and sorry for everything." She nods against my shoulder and pulls back, her lips brushing against my neck, leaving a burning sensation.

I have to admit that I'm sure about something else, I'm falling for Brooke Davis again, and falling hard.

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