AN: Have faith!


Hello, Goodbye.

Chapter Four


It was finally the weekend. Well, Saturday to be precise and Brooke Davis decided this was the day to finally tell Lucas Scott what had be bothering her recently. Unfortunately, it definitely hadn't gone to plan. She played out every scenario in her mind about a thousand times, and not once had any of them ended like this.

Over the last few days Brooke had felt better about everything. She had finally finished Haley's wedding gown, which was definitely a weight lifted off her shoulders. She still had morning sickness, but it definitely wasn't as bad as before. And better yet, she was keeping most of her food down.

Brooke wondered around her empty apartment. She had already packed her clothes and belongings. She had agreed with the landlord that all the furniture she bought would remain there since she couldn't do anything with it.

Haley had finally moved back in with Nathan and Peyton had suggested Brooke live with her. It seemed like the perfect plan. Except, it wasn't going to be.

"Knock, knock," he said as he tapped on the open door.

Brooke turned her attention to the door and smiled. She walked across meeting him halfway and pressed her lips against his.

She broke away but not once took her eyes off him, "Hey boyfriend."

"Pretty girl," he smiled before leaning his head down to kiss her again.

Truth be told, he had missed her so much in the last week. He knew she was being distant, he knew how much of a rubbish boyfriend he had been, and he knew she knew that too.

Brooke wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back passionately. She knew they hadn't been ok recently but she wanted to start a certain talk off on a good start, no arguments.

God he smelt good. He was wearing the cologne she had given him. She had clearly made an excellent choice because it was driving her body wild.

She had no idea if she really had missed him that much, or if pregnancy hormones had anything to do with this, but she wanted him right now.

She broke the kiss and pushed closed the apartment door, "God, I want you so much, Lucas Scott."

He smirked as she took his hand and lead him to the bedroom.

"Are you sure? I mean last time-"

She cut him off and placed her finger on his lips, "Shh."

She leaned in to give him a gentle kiss before stepping back and removing her top. She unzipped her jeans, took hold of his arms and pulled him on top of her as she laid down on the bed.

Lucas sat up, ready to remove his top until his phone began to ring. He stopped what he was doing and reached into his pocket.

"Luke, ignore it," Brooke sighed.

He pulled his phone out and noticed it was Peyton calling.

"Sorry babe, I should answer, it's Peyton," he said, answering his phone and getting off the bed.

Lucas left the bedroom and walked into the kitchen. After a few moments Brooke left the bedroom and entered the kitchen area with Luke, now fully clothed.

"Peyton needs me, I have to go," Luke explained.

"Are you serious?"

He nodded, "Yeah. I'm gonna help her organise the spare bedroom you'd be staying in."

"Come on, please. Just spend half an hour with me, then help Peyton."

"She needs me, Brooke."

Her eyes widened. She could not believe this. Typical Lucas. She needed him. Peyton needed some furniture moving. Brooke was going to tell him about a baby, possibly his, and he'd rather be with Peyton.

"No Luke, I need you. I've needed you so much this past week," she could feel herself wanting to cry. "You have no idea, Lucas. I want you, I need you. She's your friend, I'M your girlfriend," She screamed.

And that was it. The tears fell, and they didn't stop.

Lucas put his arms around her, but she pulled away.

"No, please just go. I'll see you later."

With that she walked back in the bedroom, leaving him standing there alone.


Haley had only just moved back in with Nathan, but already she loved it. She loved being with her husband again, but she missed Brooke, especially now when Brooke needed her the most.

Haley laid with Nathan on the bed they shared in the Scott house. They had been talking about Brooke and Lucas, and of course, the unplanned pregnancy.

"You haven't told anyone have you?" Haley asked. She made a promise to Brooke, and she needed to know she could keep it.

Nathan looked into the eyes of his wife, he wished he could tell her something else, but he couldn't lie to her. "I may have, kinda let it slip to Dan."

Her eyes widened, "Nathan, are you serious?!"

"I'm sorry."

"But Dan? I mean of all the people you could've told, you chose him?"

"Hales, I didn't exactly choose to tell him. It was an accident."

"I promised Brooke we wouldn't say anything until she's spoken to Luke."

"Hales, at this rate she won't be telling Lucas until the kid graduates college." He laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

Haley hit him across the shoulder, "Not funny. She's actually telling him today."

"Well good luck with that. I mean how do you tell a guy his life is over."

Little did he know, his life would change too.


Dan sat in his parked car, hidden out of sight of everyone. He turned to face the person in the passenger seat.

"This is double what I paid you last time. You know what to do," Dan said.

He pulled a brown envelope out of the inside pocket of his suit before handing it over to his passenger.

The passenger said nothing. Instead, they just checked inside the envelope to find a bundle of cash.

Grinning and looking back to Dan, "I know what to do."

Dan sniggered, "Good, now get out."

The passenger placed the envelope in their bag, opened the car door and left.


Lucas sat on a chair beside his bed with his laptop resting on his lap. iTunes was open and he was listening to music. He also had a visitor. Peyton was sat cross legged on his bed.

Once they had finished organising Peyton's spare room for Brooke, they had decided to grab some lunch from his moms café then just chill out together.

He knew Brooke was still pissed at him, so he was giving her space.

"God, when was the last time we just hung out together?" He asked.

"Umm, just the two of us?" She asked.

Luke smiled and nodded.

"Umm, probably the day we hid out in the library and I got shot in the leg."

He sat still. He remembered that day so clearly, for many reasons.

"Yeah," he said, looking around his room. He knew this probably wasn't the conversation they should be having.

He closed his laptop, placed it on the floor and looked into her eyes. He didn't want to bring it back up again, yet he was intrigued. "You think about that much?"

She slowly nodded her head, "Everyday. I wish I could take that day back for your mom and Keith," she said, knowing the memory would hurt him.

She stretched out her long legs and moved to sit in front of him.

"And I wish I could take back our kiss for you and Brooke," She said, knowing one day Brooke would know the truth about that day.

Not wanting to bring up the past, he stayed silent. Peyton however, had other ideas.

She took his hand, "I really wish I could take that day back for your moms sake, but in a strange way, a day like that had to happen, to make me realise what I want."

He knew exactly what she was talking about. "It's always gonna be there, isn't it? You and me."

"I guess so," she said, staring into his eyes.

Peyton smiled and let his hand go. She leant forward and pressed her lips against his, kissing him softly. She closed her eyes and imagined a life with him, this boy, a boy she had always, and would always be in love with.

Lucas didn't kiss her back like she had hoped, but he didn't stop their kiss either. She felt a spark between them, like fireworks exploding around the room. She had butterflies in her stomach, like they were the only two people in the world. She knew he felt it too.

She would now, and forever be, in love with Lucas Scott.

Lucas pulled away, breaking their kiss. He was just about to say something, until he noticed something in the corner of his eye. Not just something, rather someone, and that someone was Brooke Davis.

"Well, this is cosy," she spat. She had just seen their kiss and in that moment, she hated them both.

Lucas and Peyton both froze. Peyton had stood up, stepping away from Luke as fast as humanly possible.

"Brooke, it's not what it looked like," he explained.

That was it. Peyton knew he'd beg Brooke to believe him, like it was all her fault and she couldn't handle seeing that.

"I should go," Peyton said as she walked towards the door.

Brooke moved out of her way and let Peyton walk away.

"I was trying to call you," Lucas said.

"You mean when you wasn't hanging out with Peyton?" Brooke shook her head. She still couldn't get her head around this.

"Brooke, it wasn't like that. You never called me back," he sighed.

"Now you know how I feel," she could feel tears form behind her eyes, but she wasn't going to let him see her cry.

"Brooke, I'm sorry, it wasn't like what you saw."

"So I didn't just see my boyfriend kissing my best friend," she shook her head. "I am not an idiot."

"We got talking about the school shooting, and she got upset. I was trying to be a good friend and she kissed me," he lied, knowing that sounded better than the truth.

Brooke stayed silent and felt tears stream down her face.

"Brooke, you've been so distant with me lately. I don't know what's happening to us," Lucas admitted.

"I.. I umm.." She mumbled. This definitely wasn't how she planned on telling him, but she knew she had to, regardless of what just happened. "I'm pregnant."

He took a few steps back in total shock. That was not what he thought she'd say. It was almost as if his entire body was paralysed.

"But I.." He stuttered, "I thought you were on birth control. How could this happen?"

"I don't know, birth control is not one hundred percent effective, and I don't know I-"

"You what?" Lucas cut her off.

She looked to the floor then back at Lucas, "I may have forgotten to take one. I can't be sure," Brooke admitted. She felt sick with fear at where this conversation was heading.

"When did you find out?" He asked.

"About a week ago."

"A week? And you didn't think I deserved to know about this baby?" He shouted.

"I only had it confirmed with a doctor yesterday, but I took the test last week," Brooke could barely get her words out in between her quiet sobs.

He shook his head in disbelief, "Unbelievable Brooke. That's why you were acting so strange?"

Brooke nodded her head as she wiped away her falling tears. "Please, Luke. I was so scared to tell you."

"Why were you so scared to tell me about our baby?" He asked.

Just like a ton of falling bricks, realisation hit the young boy. Hard.

He fell back, sitting down the chair beside his bed. Tears began to fall as everything had finally hit him square in the face.

"No, Brooke. Please..." He took a deep breath, not wanting to even think this, but he had to, "Please don't tell me it's his.."

"I'm not sure."

How could everything be so messed up?

He wiped away a tear and inhaled deeply, barely wanting to accept this was happening.

Brooke slowly moved closer to him. She extended her arm, trying to take his hand but he pulled away.

"Luke, I love you."

"I'm sorry, I can't do this," he said as he walked to the door. He opened it before looking outside then back to Brooke. "Please just leave."

Brooke tried to speak, "But -"

He cut her off, "No, just leave."

Brooke left in tears as she saw Lucas slam the door behind her.

She got back in the drivers side of her car. She couldn't stop the tears. How had things got this bad?

She started the engine and pulled away. She couldn't go to Peyton's house. She had no where to go.

She pressed her foot harder on the accelerator. She watched as the speed dial kept rising up.

Lucas didn't want her. That was clear. He had spent an entire afternoon with her so called best friend, not giving a care to Brooke's feelings. They had kissed. She saw it with her own eyes.

Brooke's heart raced as her eyes watched the speed dial keep rising.

She was going to be known as the school slut. The single mother who didn't know who her child's father was. She would end up living in a crappy one bedroom apartment, working a rubbish minimum wage job to support her child. She would be unhappy and alone, and it was all her fault.

She knew she would end up just like her mother, hating her own child for ruining her life, and she knew her child would resent her just like she had her own mom for her entire life.

No one cared, so why should she?

Brooke noticed a car coming towards her. She had so much going through her mind, it scared her.

She hated her life.

She hated herself.

Brooke changed gears and sped up straight towards the oncoming vehicle.

She wanted to erase all the memories she had.

She wanted this pain to end.

She wanted Lucas Scott and Peyton Sawyer erased from her head.

Her heart.

Her whole life.

Brooke didn't stop. Instead she carried on getting faster and faster towards this car.

She didn't care about the pain or damage this caused other people.

She wanted this pain to stop.

She needed this pain to stop.

This is when she decided, this would be the end.