Crossroad
Chapter 8
"Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real when you woke up you didn't know what to believe? What would you do if what you thought was true wasn't and what you thought wasn't true was? Would you retreat into your dreams with the hope of finding a more perfect reality? Sometimes life is stranger than a dream. The only way you wake up is to face the lies hidden in your soul and you can only hope that in those moments of dark reflection you are not alone.
Peyton woke up trying to catch her breath. Realizing as she looked around the room that it was still early in the day. Shivering as she pulled on the hoodie that clung to her body comfortably. While she got up needing to close the window that had recently bought in the cooler air. Walking over slowly she began to push down the window. Looking in both directions on her street in her neighborhood. Hearing the sound of a child's laughter. Which caused her to pause. Making her wonder if she was truly beginning to lose her grips on reality all together.
A sense of relief went through her. Once the window was at last closed. The sun shined in a stream of orange and yellow light. Giving her a sense of calm. Putting her hand on her stomach. The pangs of hunger unable to be ignored any longer. So, she headed into her kitchen. The flip flops she had on her feet hitting against the ground. Grabbing the remote from the counter she turned on the TV. Switching it over to the news. Feeling this overwhelming need to be connected into the world again.
While she began to go through her cabinets. Turning up the volume the voices of the newscasters filling the room. Deciding to make soup. Throwing in noodles, vegetables, spices, seasonings, Putting low heat under the pot. Glancing over at the TV every once in a while. The soup eventually finished cooking. Peyton took her large spoon and gave herself a nice serving of the soup. Turning off the stove. Walking over to the couch.
With the boiling steamy bowl of soup in her hands. Sitting down carefully. The aroma of the soup filling the whole house. Bringing back memories from her childhood. Of her mother making this recipe on rainy or snow filled days. Her heart filling with the comfort and love of those priceless moments. Turning her attention to the TV. The spoon falling into the bowl. As she looked up paying close attention to the latest report. Breaking news headline ran across the screen.
Two dead bodies found alongside their boat. They're hands clasped together tightly.
Peyton felt as if she might faint. Taking a closer look at the screen trying to remember the name of the boat Jake and Jenny had left on.
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Listen to: Sanders Bohlke : Nearly Summer. While you read this part of the story.
Brooke looked up at him. Smiling softly. "Luke, you might as well it's getting late anyway." "Just text Lindsay and we can order take out, play board games, and have this one last night together." Brooke said to him.
Looking back at her as he spoke. "Last night what do you mean by that Brooke.?" Lucas asked her. Sitting down in the chair next to her.
"Victoria has been calling, and emailing, practically hunting me down about moving back to New York and opening up a Clothes over bros over there." "She said investors and customers have been wanting it for years now she found a space where I could open a store and I have my place I lived in when I was in college still available. "I've been thinking of whether or not to take her up on the offer. Given everything that's happened between us recently I think it's the right decision." "You get your space to continue on building a life with Lindsay and I get to find a new life for myself in New York." "She's planning to meet me tomorrow." Brooke said to him.
"So, we're never going to see each other again.?" Lucas asked. Feeling a pang of remorse in his chest at the thought.
"We will during holidays, birthdays, and anything else that is family related." "This is the best choice for both of us." "I'm going to order the food you decide what you want to do." Brooke said. Getting out her phone.
Lucas getting out his phone and texting Lindsay. Going to spend the night with an old friend I'll see you tomorrow. Lucas sent the text and turned off his phone putting it away.
Getting up heading into the game direction of the game closet. Which was in the hallway between the guest room and at home library. That is something no one outside of their circle knew. Brooke had a hunger for fashion and reading. That added a level of mystery and intrigue to the beautiful brunette.
Smiling as he looked down the line of games. Each holding a different set of memories for them. Deciding on Monopoly. Pulling out the box. Closing the closet door. Walking back into the living room with it in his hands. Places the box on the table in front of him. Hearing footsteps coming towards him. As he looked up.
"So, you decided to stay I'm so happy I wasn't looking forward to spending this last alone." Brooke said. Looking closer at the front of the game box. "Out of all the picks you had to choose from you chose this." "I'm not the only one who's in the mood to go down memory lane." Brooke said. Looking over at him.
"Where did you order from.?" Lucas asked. Trying to change the subject.
"You'll see when it gets here." Brooke said to him.
Minutes later knocking at the door interrupted their gazing at each other. Lucas got up quickly. Opening the door. Thanking the delivery person. Then paying them. Taking the food. Bringing it back inside the house and walking over to where him and Brooke are sitting. Brooke clapped her hands with excitement.
"Your happy that smile on your face is hard to deny." "It's probably even better than it smells." "See I know you and what you like." Brooke said. Going into the bag taking out what she had ordered for herself.
"I am happy but that's only a small part of the food being here." "I love spending time with you." "You make a simple dinner mean so much." Lucas said. Uncorking the bottle of wine Brooke had brought with her from the kitchen.
Blushing as she lifted up one of the empty glasses. Lucas filling it. Stopping halfway. While Brooke lifted up the other glass. And he did the same. She handed it to him.
He smiled back at her. Giving the dice. "Ladies first." He said.
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Hours later
"I Won!" Brooke said. Happily getting up while she danced around.
"You are still such a sore winner." Lucas said. Laughing.
"You pick what we do next." Brooke said to him.
Getting up as he lite the fireplace. Causing a sudden warmth to surround them. He looked back at her. "Truth or dare." "Or maybe just dare because neither of us can handle the truth right now." Lucas said to her.
"Let's play." Brooke said. Sitting back down.
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