I know this chapter is a bit on the short side. It's really kind of a filler chapter. I'm really not sure if I like this chapter or not. I promise the next one will have a nice heart-to-heart with LH and NP.
Chapter Seven
Peyton sat down lightly beside Lucas' passed out body. It was hard for her to grasp that it had only been a day since Lucas had defended her. Protected her from Kevin. His head still had gauze wrapped firmly around it. He had needed five stitches to close the medium sized wound on his head. He had done nothing but slept since he was released from the hospital, only ten hours earlier. Her father gave her the job of keeping a close eye on him. Making sure that his concussion wasn't worse than the doctor thought. Her father had taken care of the police, well him and the witnesses at the bar.
Her father had been on the phone with the judge that had sent Lucas down here, for two hours now. Explaining that the fight wasn't his fault, and that he was only protecting his daughter.
Softly, she brushed a few strands of his spiky blond hair back off his forehead. Before softly touching the stitched up cut on his forehead. She felt a few stray tears slide down her cheek, before attempting to talk.
"Lucas," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper, just in case he still had a headache.
"Mmmhmm," was all he answered, before he groaned loudly.
"Do you need more aspirin?" she asked him, her hand caressing his cheek softly.
"That'd be great," he said after few moments, as one of his eyes popped open.
She found herself stuck in his one-eyed gaze. His steel blue eyes were absolutely memorizing together, and the power wasn't much less with only one open. Shaking her head, she felt a little dizzy, but stood up to walk to the bathroom to grab him some aspirin.
She walked back into his room, two small white tablets in her hand, along with a small glass of water. She sat back down beside him, and handed him the aspirin in one hand, and the glass of water in the other.
"Let me help you," she said quickly when he tried to raise up on his own.
"I'm not helpless," he said, his voice cracking slightly.
"I didn't say that you were. I just—I want to help," she said softly.
He looked up, and got caught in the gaze of her beautiful emerald eyes. It was almost an hypnotic feeling. He couldn't look away, even though his cheeks were flaming red.
"Thanks," he finally mumbled, as she looked away, breaking her hypnotic hold on him.
"I think I'm the one that should be saying thanks," she smiled softly at him, before letting her fingers caress the blood soaked bandage on his head.
Smiling softly back at her, "Your welcome. I really just wanted to reason to hit him back."
"I'm glad you did. He doesn't listen," she sighed. "I really did tell him to leave you and Nathan alone."
"I believe you..." he trailed off, as he moved his pillow so he could sit up comfortably. "Look Peyton. It's not really any of my business. It's just--"
"What is it Lucas?" she asked, getting a little frustrated at his random mumbling.
"Your not going to keep seeing him—are you?" he asked, unable to make eye contact with her.
"I guess I haven't really thought about it. I don't see why I wouldn't," she answered finally.
"He hit you Peyton. That's why!" Lucas yelled the last part, and then grimaced at the pain seering through his head.
"He didn't mean to. That's just how Kev, gets sometimes," she said, standing up.
"He sure as hell did mean to Peyton. I don't wanna have to kick his ass again," Lucas sighed, realizing that he was showing his soft side. The side that he usually kept buried deep down inside. The side that had only caused him pain in the past.
"Look thanks for sticking up for me Lucas, but I can handle Kevin. I'm a big girl," she huffed, her arms folding across her chest as she stomped out of his room.
"Hey man, what happened?" Nathan asked, poking his head in.
"What are you talking about?" Lucas asked, trying to hide the pained expression on his face.
"Well I heard Peyton yelling at you. Then when I tried to ask her what was up, she mumbled something about you being an ass, and then stomped off down the stairs," Nathan said, speaking softly to not cause Lucas any pain.
"Great," he groaned. "All I said, was that she shouldn't see that Kevin guy anymore. She freaked out. Something about taking care of herself, then stormed out of here."
"Nice Luke. You were getting in good with her too. What with you taking a beer bottle to the head. Then protecting her. You were like her 'knight-in-shining-amour' until you opened your big fat mouth," Nathan laughed loudly.
"Yeah, thanks Nate. Hey by the way, how are things with Haley?" Lucas smiled a huge smile, as he saw his brother cringe at his words.
"That was a low blow bro," Nathan snapped.
"Yeah, well you win some you lose some," Lucas shrugged.
"Bite me," Nathan snapped, before storming out of his room.
"Awww! Peace and quiet!" Lucas said to himself, as he put his arms behind his head, and stretched his legs out in front of him.
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