Gee thanks for the whopping two layouts i got from the last chapter. Come on, i knew im a newbiee at this, but at least leave likee five? Like my other fics, if it's not getting alot of reviews, im putting it on hiatus.

Alright, moving on. Lucas has an interesting conversation with Haley.

Lucas sees Brooke in this chapter, but she doens't see him at first. Once again, it's Lucas's life being written, what he's thinking, him going through his day or whatever, then he sees Brooke, just read to find out more.

I'm not gonna make Brooke and Peyton friends until later chapters. They're gonna butt heads a little before i think about making them friends again.

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After two days without maid service, Lucas was starving. There was only so much turkey and cheese sandwiches a guy could handle. SO for breakfast he enjoyed his black coffee, scrambled eggs and toast. Peyton of course had snuck out earlier, no surprise there. But it would save him time with having to argue with her. Still none had spoken to each other since that night, but they were gonna have to sometime.

Lucas wondered if Peyton knew that Brooke was coming back. For the past couple of days, Lucas had been out and about, and he never heard anyone talking about the legendary Brooke Davis coming back to town. If they had, then people would definitely be talking about him, which they weren't. Instead they were talking about Lennard Housing, who had won the million dollar lottery, and was moving to Hawaii. One less Scott Motors car in town, that was all it meant to Lucas.

While he was talking to Nathan, he hadn't mentioned when Brooke was coming back exactly. BUt if Lucas had to guess, probably soon since Nathan was already stocking up and Brooke's favorite alcohol. Just thinking about Brooke coming back to town have him butterflies, but when it came to seeing her, he had to contain them as strongly as possible, if that was possible. He could tell himself that was still wanted Brooke back, never stopped loving her, but that didn't mean he could just run up to her and tell her. It didn't work that way. He was a known asshole, his father come back to life, so he had to stick that way. If he didn't, he would never hear the end. The way he was now kinda made him think of Nathan in high school. Nathan was a completely jerk, he always manged to put someone down, and buy a teacher by throwing in a slam dunk in a game. But there was more to him than that, something better than what he showed to everyone. He didn't show it though, until someone forced it out of him.

But Lucas didn't have anybody to force it out of him, to make it happen. He would probably never have anybody, and the person he wanted would never look at him the same way ever again. The thought hurt him, but he brought it on himself. There was no one else to blame but Lucas, and he had to live with that, with his mistakes. Brooke had probably already heard of his sudden personality changed, most likely from Nathan adn Haley. The thought of Brooke looking at him in disappointment was not something he wanted to do, he had seen and disappointed her enough to last a lifetime.

Work was crap to Lucas. He didn't like it, he didn't enjoy it, he just did it to earn money for a living. There was nothing else he could've done. His basketball dream was over before it even started, and he didn't have time to go back to school for anything else. Plus he wanted to earn alot of money, be more successful than Dan. Sometimes Lucas thought he was doing this to make his father feel guilty, wherever he was. All the years of knowing the guy, Dan never really showed remorse for his actions, especially towards Lucas. Lucas couldn't have been more relieved when Dan died, it gave him a chance to breathe, to be his own person instead of trying to measure up to Dan's expectations. It was nic ebeing your own person, and not having to answer to anybody. Lucas now had a feeling of what Dan felt. The hunger to feel important, to have power. When you don't hav eit, you don't care, but when you do hav eit, it's hard to give up. And when you lose it, you'll do anything to get it back.

Lucas had the same office Dan had once occupied. It was the same more or less, but with a few more updated paintings. The safe was still in the wall, but nothing was in it. Lucas didn't have a secret son, keeping all pictures in a lock box in his desk. Just not having a family, something to come home to, was enough for Lucas to call himself pathetic. Ever since he was little, he always wanted a big family. He wanted a wife and kids, and a big house. If you had those things, then you could go anywhere it seemed. Lucas had a big house. He had no kids. He had a wife, but, could he really consider her one? NOt really. They weren't even really marrie.d Sure it was on the marriage license and certificate, but neither of their hearts belonged to each other.

He was just fishing through his desk, trying to find the latest blueprints for the dealership. Scott Motors was expanding because it needed to, and becaues it was successful. So Lucas had composed a plan to expand the dealership to another part, where customers could buy their own car accessories, and a shop where they could go to soup up their cars. Extra speakers, advanced stereo system, race car seats, the works. After that was all done, Lucas would be rolling in dough, and his father's name would be nothing more than a memory.

He had found it under his desk for some reason. Lucas bent down to pick it up and set it back down on the desk. No doubt this plan would cost alot of money, he didn't even know how to calculate it all out. Lucas was rubbing the back of his neck when he heard a knock at his door.

"Come in," Lucas mumbled, his eyes closed. He heard the door open, maybe another lawyer, customer, or maybe the mayor.

"Hey Luke," a soft voice said from the doorway.

Lucas's eyes opened immediately. He hadn't heard that voice in forever, at least not directed towards him.

"Haley? Umm .. what are you doing here?" LUcas asked confused.

"Nice to see you too," Haley said sarcastically as she stepped into the sleek office.

"Haley you know it's not like that. Of course i'm glad to see you. I'm just.. surprised," Lucas admitted. Even if Haley had wanted to visit him, there was no way Nathan would let her go alone.

"Lucas you don't have to pretend with me, i still know you, even though you've changed."

"And i'm pretty sure i still know you. This is about Brooke's visit isn't it?" Lucas smirked. He couldn't really tell you how he knew her so well, but the awkwardness she showed, standing in his office, was kinda a plea for help.

"Hmm, some things never change," Haley mumbled as she took in his office.

"Doesn't seem like it," Lucas answered back.

"Looks LUcas, the only reason i'm here is because i want you to know that Brooke's coming back for a month or so. But apparently Nathan already told you, which i have to kill him for later. But please, do not take some cheap shot at her when you see her. She's not here for you, or to cause any trouble, she's only here for me, Nathan, and the baby. Brooke's gonna keep her distance, and i want you to do the same," Haley explained.

Lucas walked around his desk and leaned against it, "Don't blame Nathan, i kinda led him on. BUt Haley you have to understand that i have every right to tell Brooke off in any way i want. She left, and she hurt me so bad. I can't just can't get over that, i won't. I'm bound to run into her Hales, Tree Hill is small. Look, i'll keep my distance, but if i see her, i can't promise you that i'll be civil."

"Actualy you're still mad at her, you blame everything on Brooke. Your marriage, your unhappiness, the reason why you turned your back on me and your brother. You always blame it on Brooke. You say that she's the reason why you're like this, why you're ruining people's lives. That she's the reason why you're like your father, cold and heartless. But it's not her fault, it was never her fault. Listen Luke i don't blame you for being angry with her, i know. But you cna't keep on blaming your mistakes on Brooke. And for the record, you could've gone after her instead of letting her go. You could've been on a plane to New York the minute you were healthy enough. You didn't fight for her, and you can't blame anyone but yourself," Haley said.

"Why am i always the one to go after her? She has never gone after me, she's never come back! What am i supposed to do Haley? When you really think about it, it is Brooke's fault! It's her fault why i'm in this marriage with Peyton. If she had just stayed, then i wouldn't even be married to Peyton, i would be married to Brooke. Hell, i would probably have kids already. But she left, she didn't wanna stand by me when i needed her. God Haley, i needed her so much, and she left. She broke my heart and didn't even look back," Lucas said harshly.

"I know it hurts. It hurts so much that you can't even breathe, nothing else matters to you anymore. The things that you once loved is nothing more than something to pass the time. I did that to Nathan, and im sure he's talked to you already. But you gotta let it go. You say that you won't let it go because you're still angry, and i think that it's true. But if you can't let it go, then ill know the real reason. It's because you still loev her. Becuase if you let her go, it means that you won't love her anymore, and you can't do that. And i never said that Brooke never looked back. I talk to her all the time. She doesn't ask straight up, but i know that she wants to know how you are. And i tell her the same time, and ai always hear a sigh on the other line. She looks back everyday Luke, and you can't blame her for that." Haley said softly.

For a second LUcas felt like cracking. He wanted to become that good guy he once was. The guy that everyone looked up to, someone that everyone thought they could talk to if they had a problem. Things are easier said than done though. Sometimes people stay bad because there's no other way to go, IF you try to go back, no one believed anything you say. So what's the point in trying to be someone that no one believes in anymore? Haley was right, he was still in love with Brooke, more so than ever. But she still left, and Lucas couldn't forget that as much as he loved her.

"Obviously she did, because she's with someone else. If she loved me as much as she said she did, then she wouldn't have been with anybody," Lucas snapped.

Haley's eyes narrowed. She had tried, she really did. If this was the old Lucas, then he would've agreed with her and try to fix it. But this Lucas, she didn't like him at all. And she wasn't gonna act like she did.

"That's kinda funny coming from you. If i remember correctly, not even a month after Brooke left your sorry ass you were in the sack with her best friend. So, did you really love Brooke Lucas? Or was she a game to you? Did you play her, try to get her to fall for your sensitivity? Because if you really loved her, you wouldn't have done that. YOu wouldn't have done something that you swore up and down that you would never do again," Haley whispered, venom in her voice.

"Don't say that..." Lucas stated.

"Actually, why am i asking you this? You don't love her! I take back everything i said to you. If you loved her you wouldn't be doing this. You wouldn't be ignoring the people you meant so much to. YOu wouldn't have ignored me and Nathan for the last 5 years! Come to think of it, i wasn't really surprised when you slept with Peyton, i mean you do have a history with cheating. And i have another reason why you couldn't love Brooke. YOu married her best friend! Now if that's screwed up and heartless, then that's exactly what you are!" Haley yelled.

"STOP IT!!!" Lucas yelled, "Haley stop it! I love Brooke, i loved her then and i love her now okay? It hurts me so much to know that my life has come to this. When i slept with Peyton, i have no idea why, i guess i wanted to get back at Brooke for hurting me like she did. Do you think i wanna be this way?!?! The most hated man in town? I have turned into my father, and i don't like it, i HATE it! But i can't change now, too much has happened, and we can't go back to the people we once were. I'm not that kind person that i was, and that boy is gone now. And he's not coming back. Brooke did contribute to this though, and you know it. Losing Brooke was like losing my heart, so i guess i am heartless. But i will not let Brooke go just because i'm gonna be seeing her for the first time. I wanna hurt her, i wanna hold this over her head. Bad i know, but that's the way i think now, and that's the way it is."

Haley headed to the door before turning around, "Well you can either let her go, or do something else because Brooke is gonna be around for awhile. I would seriously consider turning your life around LUke, or you're gonna end up just like your father. Six feet under and no flowers on your grave. And for the record, i knew yelling at you would get you to crack."

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After Lucas's encounter with Haley, he found that he couldn't get any work done, as much as he tried. He had found the blueprints, went over them in his head, but nothing stuck. He considered rearranging his office, but once he picked up something, he couldn't remember where he wanted to put it. He was a useless man for today.

He exited the dealership and got into his car. Starting the engine, he pulled out of the parking lot and was on his way home. He wasn't exactly sure what he was gonna do, but it was better than being at work.

Lucas stopped at a red light. He didn't really see the point in having traffic lights in Tree Hill, there were never any accidents, well ever since Lucas's generation had grown up, there hadn't been any accidents. After everyone started college, the chaos kinda died down a little. It was a bit depressing, but a relief for Tree Hill Memorial Hospital. He was sitting in his car for about a minute before another car pulled up. The sleek black paint caught the corner of his eye so he had to turn around.

If Lucas thought his car was a beauty, he hadn't laid eyes on this yet. It was a black interior/exterior E7 BMW convertible. The only BMW dealership was in Charlotte, so this person definitely wasn't from around here. It was a cloudy day, so the hood was up and the windows were tinted, so Lucas couldn't make out who owned it. As soon as the light turned green, the convertible raced past him. If it was any other sports car Lucas would've looked once and then ignore it, but something about this car caught his eye, or more like the license plate. Whoever this person was from California, wayy far from here.

BUt it was only the license plater to let him know who it really was. Not only was the license plate from California, it read PRTYGRL182. If Lucas didn't know any better, he'd say it was Brooke. It was believeable, Brooke was supposed to be coming back soon. The PRTYGRL stood for pretty girl, LUcas's old nickname for her, and the only thing he could think of 182 was the number of letters she wrote him the summer she was in California, the summer she realized that she loved him. Just knowing that her license plater was linked to him made his heart melt, no matter how much he hated her at that moment.

Lucas also realized that his car was no longer the best in Tree Hill. Brooke was still out doing him, after all these years.

Instead of it making him angry, it only made him laugh. Indeed Brooke hadn't changed, not one bit. SHe was still the rich girl, with the best of everything. She would always have the heart of gold, the heart and the person that Lucas had fallen in love with.

But what got him the most was that, if Brooke had such a great heart, then why did she hurt him? He had no doubt in his mind that Brooke was a beautiful person, inside and out, but that didn't explain her reasons for leaving, and it didn't make him love her any less. There are some things that you can never figure out, but Lucas was determined ro find out the reason of Brooke's departure out of his life.

One way or another, he was gonna find out why she left, and then maybe, he could move on. BUt he highly doubted that.