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To Ajenkins, if you're still reading: Thank you so much for your review! I'm flattered that you would watch the show if I was a writer and I'm glad you like the story! I think I make it dramatic enough to do the show justice :) I just add smut to mine because well, it makes it so much more fun to read (and write!)

Speaking of which...THERE IS LOTS OF SMUTTY GOODNESS IN THIS CHAPTER! I think I got carried away but writing smut for Lucas/Nathan is soooo much fun and it's hot. Don't say I didn't warn you!

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Brooke had truly outdone herself; the party was in full swing with some drunk, other's tipsy, and a few completely wasted. The music was blasting, making the house shake with the amount of base coming from the surround-sound stereo. Girls were in the center of the living room dancing with little to no clothing, rubbing against each other provocatively, the guys watching with no shame while some of them were brave enough to join in. People were making-out and hooking-up everywhere and Nathan had no doubt that people would have sex right where they were but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was in way too good of a mood right now, happily drunk and leaning on Haley, who was surprisingly just as drunk as he and laughing at something Skillz said he couldn't even remember. The dark-skinned boy probably didn't even remember what he said as he was completely inebriated.

He buried his nose in Haley's hair and smiled giddily; these were the moments that he was grateful for in his fucked up life. His friends always knew how to make him feel better when Dan had gotten the better of him. He was grateful that he was able to enjoy the week away from his life with his boyfriend—now fiancé—and his friends and that they were able to end it with a blowout bash that Brooke dubbed 'the pre-prom party extravaganza'.

He felt someone collide into his back and wrap their arms around him, kissing his cheek sloppily. "Baaaabe I been lookin' ererywherrrreeee," Lucas slurred, falling into him more and ending on a burp. Nathan laughed, vaguely aware that Lucas was openly embracing him in front of people who didn't know they were a they but his alcohol-clouded mind pushed the thought away and he turned around and grabbed Lucas, holding him upright as best he could.

"You…are so drunk," Nathan said as seriously as he could but his face broke into a grin and he and Lucas were cracking up like Nathan had just told the greatest joke.

"Oh my god I know!" he exclaimed, his eyes blood-shot and dazed. When he was drinking earlier, he knew he would regret the massive hangover he was getting in the morning but now he was feeling too good to care. His friends were here, his boyfriend was away from his horrid father and safe and they were having a blast.

Nathan laughed loudly again before pressing his forehead to the blonde's suddenly, "I fucking love you Lucas Roe, even though you're reeeeally, really drunk and I'm really drunk and we won't remember this tomorrow."

Lucas bit his lip, giggled—actually giggled—and threw his arms around Nathan's neck, "I'll remember—" he was cut off when a wasted Brooke fell into their arms, laughing so hard she was crying.

"OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY ARE YOU OKAY?" she yelled and Lucas pushed her away, her drunkenness and unsteadiness causing her to fall on her ass. Lucas and Nathan cracked up all over again and even Brooke couldn't contain her rambunctious laugher, half of her drink spilled on the tiled floor.

"Dude, duuuude," she slurred gasping, trying to talk and draw breath at the same time, "you guys should totally…sex me. I mean, I've already had sex with Nathan and he's, like, really goooood…but I wanna know what you're like, Lucas."

Nathan laughed and blinked at her while Lucas sputtered and flushed heavily, "B-but Brooke…I like it when Nathan fucks me and youuuu don't have a dick so it can't work."

Nathan immediately felt the blood in his body traveling south, thoughts of Lucas on his back crying out his name causing his already hazy mind to shut down. He grabbed Lucas, interrupting his and Brooke's vulgar discussion about how he could fuck her and be fucked by Nathan and dragged him to a wall where not many people were standing, threw him against it and kissed him roughly. Lucas moaned and immediately rolled his hips into Nathan's and he growled, pinning both of Lucas' hands above him. He didn't give a rat's ass who could see them now, not when his boyfriend was so hot and needy and pressed against him in all the right places and suddenly he needed to be inside him.

He ripped himself away from the blonde's enticing lips and pulled him upstairs quickly. He threw open the door of the first room and stopped abruptly.

"Sorry!" he called out and Lucas laughed behind him as Haley looked up from her position on top of Chris, both shirtless. He pulled the door shut as he ran down the hall to their bedroom but before he could open it he was turned roughly and thrown into the door, Lucas' lips hot and insistent on his and he couldn't resist him. His hips were grinding mercilessly into his and he thought he wouldn't make to the bed if Lucas didn't stop.

"I want you sooooo bad," he moaned in Nathan's ear, "just do me right here."

"Fuck," Nathan muttered grasping at his pants to tug them down; he really couldn't wait anymore. He felt Lucas tugging at his pants as well and in no time he was springing free. He groaned in relief and he made quick work of Lucas' pants, dropping them to his ankles before he pulled him closer and grabbed both of their cocks, stroking them firmly and Lucas cried out, slamming a fist into the door. It cracked open and without thinking Nathan pulled him inside and closed it again half-locking it and thrusting Lucas against it, slipping one, saliva-covered finger inside of him.

"You're soo fuckin' sexy," he slurred out against his sweaty neck as Lucas threw his head back against the door harshly, groaning and panting. Nathan pushed him harder into the door and he wrapped his legs tightly around Nathan's waist after pulling off his pants and boxers, pushing back against his finger.

"Nathan-Nathan please baby please just fuck me-I can't—" he let out a half scream half sob as Nathan thrust in two fingers and touched that spot inside him that made him see stars and Nathan couldn't hold back anymore.

In a swift movement he replaced his finger with his cock and he slammed into him, bracing one hand against the door and the other one holding Lucas around his waist. Lucas keened and moaned in a pitch an octave higher than his actual voice, panting heavily as the younger boy pulled out and changed his angle pushing back in, making Lucas arch his back and his head dig into the door crying out incoherent phrases and gripping and Nathan's shoulders so harshly his skin turned bright red. Nathan continued to thrust hard and fast, gritting his teeth as he felt his release coming all too soon and he could tell Lucas was close too if the way he was writhing and moaning was any indication.

"Fuck!" he cried out gripping Nathan's shoulder's tightly enough for him to feel a slight sting of pain and it drove him over the edge; he slammed inside him once more and came hard, moaning loudly into Lucas shaking shoulder. The blonde let out a sob before he came all over their stomachs and chests, the sheer intensity of pleasure Nathan was giving him allowing him to reach climax without having to touch himself. He collapsed, his orgasm draining him of all energy and combined with Nathan's added weight they slid down into a boneless heap on the floor still breathing harshly. The vibrations from the bass of the music playing downstairs were lulling them into sleep until finally Nathan gained enough strength to get up and carry Lucas to the bed despite his un-coordinated limbs. He dropped the blonde and he moaned in appreciation of the soft bed before promptly passing out. Nathan laughed and settled next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist.

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Sometime in the middle of the night Lucas woke up slowly, still disoriented but more sober than he was before. He blinked to try and adjust to the darkness, wondering where he was and how he got there. He felt a hand on his stomach and a hardness pressing between his cheeks. He felt his own erection standing at attention as well and he rolled over to face Nathan who was still asleep. He smiled; Nathan looked so peaceful when he was asleep, like nothing, even the threat of Dan, could bother him there.

He stroked his face gently before kissing him on the cheek softly and pressing his nose there, nuzzling him. His lips dropped to his neck and his hand to stroke his cock. Nathan shifted slightly and Lucas grinned mischievously before sliding down the toned body with his tongue, dipping it into his belly-button and reaching the brown pubic hairs surrounding his cock. He kissed the insides of Nathan's thighs and the brunette sighed, pressing his head back into the pillow when Lucas kissed down to his knees and finally kissed the tip. He traced the thick vein in the underside with his tongue experimentally before taking him all in. Nathan groaned and thrust his hips up, hitting the back of Lucas' throat and it caught him off guard a bit but he forced Nathan's hips back down and pulled back, only to swallow him again and again, over and over, the tip touching the back of his throat each time. He flicked his tongue, moving it over his cock in such a way that Nathan cried out over and over again but Lucas couldn't tell if the teen was awake or not. Finally he felt Nathan pulse in his mouth and he took him in until he reached the base, bringing a hand to fondle his balls. Nathan clenched his jaw and grinded his teeth together, moaning through his teeth as he came, dropping back to the bed and breathing heavily as Lucas swallowed every last drop. He let him fall from his mouth and he placed a kiss on the tip before trailing his tongue over the brunette's stomach and chest again, this time stopping to lave at his nipples before sliding back up to his neck and sucking gently. Nathan's head lolled to the side and his eyes fluttered open as he grasped the warm body on top of him. He turned his head and kissed him, their tongues meeting halfway. Lucas let the kiss be dominated as Nathan rolled them over, their hands linking together and Nathan raised them above Lucas' head. He broke the kiss and stared into the baby blue eyes under him, rolling his hips down causing Lucas to moan.

"You're a tease," he murmured as he rolled his hips down again.

"You love it," Lucas whispered back as he reached up and kissed Nathan deeply, hands going to Nathan's hair as he massaged his scalp gently. They were so lost in each other they failed to hear the doorknob turn and the door pushed open. There was a loud gasp as the light switch was flipped on and they both turned to see who walked in. Lucas' heart sank as he saw Peyton's shocked face staring back at him before she turned and ran out of the room, blonde curls bouncing in her wake.

"Shit," Nathan swore softly as he grabbed the first pair of boxers—which were Lucas'—and threw them on before finding a shirt. Lucas scrambled to find a shirt before he took off after the distraught girl.

"Peyton! Peyton!" he called desperately as she ran outside. He followed her, grabbed her elbow and she swung around and slapped him, making him stagger to the side. He clutched his face and looked at her through wide eyes, "Peyton—"

"You son of a bitch!" she cried out angrily. "Is he the one you've been seeing? Is he the reason we broke up?"

"Peyton, I wanted to tell you…" Lucas started but Peyton had started swearing. He was thankful she started though; he had no idea what he was going to say about his actions.

"You wanted to tell me yet everyone knew except for me!" she screamed at him. "What the fuck is wrong with you? How could you leave me for—for a guy! And Nathan fucking Scott of all fucking people!"

"I'm sorry okay?" Lucas yelled back, thankful that everyone was preoccupied or too drunk to notice what was happening. "I didn't mean to hurt you and I'm sorry! I just—I fell in love with him and I didn't know what to do!"

"You fell in love with him," she repeated faintly, stepping backwards. "How long have you been in love with him Lucas? Since we were together?"

"I…" Lucas trailed off, unsure of how to go about answering that particular question. If he did, he would admit to cheating on her and he didn't want to hurt her anymore right now. But he also didn't want to lie and the truth had a way of making itself known in this town.

"How long Lucas?" she demanded testily.

"Since…since Christmas break."

"Did you fuck him while you were still with me?" she spat angrily and Lucas flinched at her tone. He had never heard her sound so angry.

"I…Peyton I didn't do this to hurt you it just…happened."

"Oh my god," she said in disbelief, tears now falling down her cheeks. "You—I gave you everything and you just go fuck your best guy friend! You're sick, Lucas, you and Nathan both!" she screamed before letting out a loud sob and running to her car. Lucas followed her quickly, heart thumping madly in his chest as he thought about what this meant. She's going to tell everyone why we broke up. People are going to find out about us, Dan is going to find out!

"Peyton please can we talk about this?" Lucas begged as she stabbed at her car angrily, trying to stick the key in the lock.

"I have nothing more to say to you, faggot," she hissed out and Lucas felt dread seeping into him; it was the first time he'd been call that by someone who knew the truth. "I'm going to tell everyone that you're a cheater and who exactly you cheated on me with. I hope you feel as humiliated as I do you sick bastard!" she turned to him, her face twisted in pure fury, "I wonder how the team is going to feel when they find out you like it up the ass like a little slut and when they find out you let Nathan make you his bitch."

Lucas gaped at the girl he thought he once loved, wondering what happened to the sweet girl he would love hanging out with. This cold-hearted bitch in front of him…he didn't know her at all. This new Peyton scared him because he knew what she had the power of doing.

If Peyton made good on her threat, word could get back to Dan and if Dan found out…he was sure Nathan would never see the light of day again.

"Peyton please, please don't say anything," Lucas begged as she finally unlocked her door and got into the car angrily. "I know you're mad just…please don't say anything. Please, I'm begging you!"

"Just like you beg Nathan to fuck you?" she shot back and Lucas bit his lip to keep from crying or screaming. "It's too late to ask for favors Lucas. Now you and Nathan can know what it's like to face humiliation." She started the car and backed up quickly, speeding down the road and out of sight. Lucas watched her go, a feeling of dread and sickness rising in his throat that he was sure wasn't from the alcohol.

The next morning was not a pleasant one for people. Many were suffering from massive hangovers and illness, people running in and out of the bathrooms to throw-up or to relieve themselves while they were busy creating remedies in the kitchen. Others went out and enjoyed the beach for a while before they had to head home. Haley and Brooke were doing none of these activities, opting to get started on cleaning up their messes from last night, which unfortunately, there was plenty of. Haley groaned as she bent down to fast to grab a cup, her head spinning unpleasantly as she used the arm of the couch to steady herself. There was a reason she didn't drink and this was a good reminder of why she should never do it again.

"Never again," she muttered. Someone laughed and Haley glanced up, smiling when she saw Chris. She was glad things weren't awkward between them after last night; she hadn't been ready to go all the way just yet and he understood, opting to do…other activities instead. She shivered; that boy's tongue was more useful than just for singing, that was for sure.

"Need help? You look like you're gonna pass out," she snorted at him before thrusting the garbage bag at him and picking up the cup.

"If you would like to be on trash duty, be my guest. Though I don't blame you for going to enjoy the beach for a while," he looked out the window thoughtfully before grabbing the bag.

"If I can't enjoy it with you then what's the point?" he winked at her before walking to pick up more bottles and cups. She smiled, a blush crossing her cheeks before going to get a fresh bag.

She was intercepted by Nathan who was looking worse for wear and she frowned, "You look like hell."

"And you look better?" he shot back, looking over her frazzled hair that stuck up every which way, smeared eyeliner and he was pretty sure she had her shirt on backwards. He smirked as he remembered walking in on her and Chris and she shoved him lightly, "Shut-up!"

"Who knew Haley James had such a wild side?" he teased before going to grab water from the fridge. He leaned against the door and raised the bottle to his lips, gulping heavily before taking a deep breath and sighing. "We may have a serious problem."

"What happened…did you guys actually give Brooke the threesome she wanted?" she asked in slight horror.

Nathan laughed, "I wish. I would rather be dealing with that than this." The smile left his face, "Peyton walked in on me and Lucas…you know."

"What?" she cried and dropped the box of trash bags onto the counter. "Did she see anything?"

"She saw everything, Haley, and now she's threatening to tell everyone," he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He wasn't freaking out as much as he felt he should've been; it would hit him later when he was sober enough to understand what this could all mean.

"Nathan…this is not good, if your dad finds out…" she shuddered at the thought. An angry Mr. Scott did not seem like someone you would want to mess with, ever.

"I know," he sighed again. "I don't know what to do and it doesn't help that Lucas is freaking out because he thinks Dan's going to kill me or something."

"Can you blame him? You've showed up on his doorstep with bruises from Dan that you got just because he could. He has a right to freak out, Nate, we all do."

"It's not making things better," he muttered, taking another sip. "I already don't want to go home; this is going to make it so much worse."

"I thought you weren't going home?" she asked and he shook his head.

"Keith called earlier, said my mom woke up yesterday. He wanted me to stay up here though and enjoy the rest of my vacation. There's something else he wants me to do but he said we'd talk about it when I got back."

"Sounds comforting," she murmured, "But hey—your mom's awake! Does she…remember anything?" Haley asked.

"Yeah…that's probably what our talk is about."

"Everything's going to be fine, Nate," Haley soothed as she finally wrenched a trash bag from the box. "Whatever Peyton does…we'll deal with it okay? And who knows? Maybe she'll have a heart and not tell anyone."

"If you saw her face Haley, you would have thought we killed her mom…both of them," he snorted and Haley swatted at him for his comment. It was common knowledge that Peyton's adoptive mother and birth mother were both dead from cancer.

"You broke her heart, same equivalent to a girl," she said and the brunette laughed. She threw him the box, "Make yourself useful yeah?"

"I'm not the one who threw the party!" he called after her but she hurried away. He sighed and pulled a bag out, deciding to start upstairs.

The drive back to Tree Hill was apprehensive and tense. Lucas was holding Nathan's hand for dear life as the brunette drove and he was clenching his jeans nervously in the other. Nathan looked over at him and sighed, "Babe, there's nothing we can do about it now. If she wants to tell people, she will. Peyton and I have never gotten along so she'll probably make good on her threat."

"I just…I should have tried harder to convince her that she couldn't tell people—well she can but just not to where it can get back to Dan…why are you not freaking out?" Lucas asked finally.

"Because you're doing enough of it for both of us," Nathan said in a slightly teasing voice. Lucas shot him a glare and he sighed, "Lucas, my uncle Keith moved in over break, remember? Unless Dan plans on pushing him down the stairs too, I'll be fine! Keith knows to watch out for himself and for me."

"All he needs is to get you alone Nathan, then what?" Lucas asked quietly. "When you're sleeping, when you're in the shower, hell when you're taking a piss, he'll get you Nate!"

"Lucas stop!" Nathan snapped at him. He pulled over to the side and turned to him. "Nothing is going to happen to me, alright? I'm going to be fine!"

He felt guilty when Lucas bit his lip and looked away; Nathan could tell he was close to crying. "Babe," he whispered, bringing a hand to raise his chin. Lucas closed his eyes, one tear making its way down his face. "Look at me Lucas," he demanded softly. The blond opened the watery baby blues.

"I'm going to be fine," he said with conviction; he almost believed himself. "Everything is going to be fine, okay? If she tells people, we'll just deny it and tell people they can believe whatever the hell they want, okay? Dan won't find out, I promise."

Lucas didn't say anything and Nathan sighed before pulling back out onto the road. The silence took hold again, each lost in their own thoughts.

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After dropping their belongings off at Lucas' house they made their way to the hospital. Lucas resisted the urge to hold Nathan's had as they walked in past the receptionist's desk and down the hall to him mother's room. His heart stopped when he came upon the scene of Keith, Karen, Deb and two police officers who were all standing around her bed. Nathan felt his feet take a step back, throat suddenly dry and closed up, what the hell is this?

"Nathan," Lucas said softly placing a hand on his lower back.

"You knew," he murmured, feeling betrayed. Lucas looked down, avoiding his gaze.

"You need to do this babe; it's for your own good."

"I can't…he'll kill me and you know that! Were you not just upset that Peyton knew when we were in the car?"

"Nathan, please!" Lucas pleaded, clutching his arm, "Please just tell them! I can't stand to see you get hurt anymore. Please, Nathan…for me?"

Nathan found it hard to be mad at those baby blue eyes that were scared for him. He sighed, pushing aside the betrayal he felt and after taking a deep breath, he walked inside. The adults all turned to look at him and Lucas but he ignored them all as his eyes only held his mother.

"Mom," he choked out before rushing to hug her tightly. She kissed his head and wrapped her arms around him, "It's alright Nathan; I'm okay."

"Do you…do you remember what happened?" he asked quietly and she nodded.

"I was just telling the officers my version…but they want to hear yours."

Nathan tensed and looked at the two officers, a blond man and a brunette woman, who were gazing at him sympathetically. He gulped and he inwardly started to panic. Lucas must have sensed it because a hand found its way into his and he squeezed it tightly.

"Nathan," the blonde man began in a gentle voice, "we hear that things aren't so good at home. Is that true?"

He blinked at them; he knew he needed to tell the truth but…his family would be torn apart and never right again. He may have hated Dan with every fiber of his being but he was still his father. Would his son be the downfall of this family? Could he live with knowing that his words could possibly put his own father behind bars? But Dan said the police wouldn't believe him or his mother, so why were they here? Was this Dan's way of trying to trap them, possibly kill them? The questions swirled around in Nathan's head and he didn't know what to believe; he desperately wished someone would tell him what to do.

"Nathan, it's okay to tell us," the woman said in a gentle voice. "We understand this must be difficult so if you want to we can go somewhere else—"

"N-No, I want to stay here," he said quickly; he was sure if he left the room the officers would drag him off to his father.

The officers looked at each other, "Are you sure? We have some personal questions we'll need to ask."

"I want to stay. They know everything anyway," he said firmly and they nodded.

The blonde man spoke again, "I'm Officer Wilcox and this is Officer Rice; your uncle called us and told us that your mother was pushed down the stairs and your father has been abusing you for the past year?"

"Year and a half," he muttered looking at the ground.

"Has he touched you, Nathan?"

Nathan felt tears of shame burn in his eyes and he didn't raise his head. Lucas frowned; Nathan never mentioned Dan sexually abusing him at all. He didn't want to believe it but the dread was starting to seep into his body. "Nathan…?"

"Its okay, Nate," Keith said softly and Nathan raised his head, two tears falling down his cheeks. He nodded slightly and turned to the officers. "He doesn't touch me he…he makes me touch him," he finished in a hoarse whisper.

Lucas let go of Nathan's hand and brought them to cover his mouth in shock and horror. This couldn't be true, not his boyfriend! After everything Nathan had endured he had to go through Dan touching him too? Deb let out a whimper as she heard Nathan's confession and Keith wrapped an arm around her tightly.

"Has he raped you, Nathan?"

"No." The room let out a collective sigh of relief on that one. But the knowledge that Dan had Nathan do…god knows what to him made each of them sick. The officers continued to ask Nathan and his mother questions and they answered all of them but Lucas didn't hear anything after the newest information. It was all he could do to not bolt out of the room and he wondered just how much of Dan's abuse Nathan had kept from him.

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If Nathan had thought the ride from the beach house to Tree Hill was bad, the trip from the hospital to Lucas' house was murder. The only noise that was heard was the car on the road. Lucas didn't even look at him not matter how many times Nathan tried to meet his gaze. He felt sick; he knew Lucas would find out eventually, no matter how badly he wanted to keep it a secret but now that he knew…it changed everything.

He pulled to a stop in front of the house and he stopped the car, neither one of them moving. When Nathan finally got the courage to say something the door of the car was slamming and Lucas was running to his room. The brunette pressed his lips together and dug his fingers into his hair. Lucas was going to break up with him. He knew it was coming; he should have known that someone as fucked up as him couldn't hang on to someone like Lucas. He was too good to be true, a ray of rare sunshine in his dark world. Now that ray of hope and goodness he found was about to be taken away and it was all his fault because he couldn't keep a secret.

When he was certain he wasn't going to burst into tears he got out the car and went to Lucas' door. He paused uncertainly, wondering if Lucas had locked him out and what he heard surprised him: Lucas was crying.

His heart broke as he listened to his beautiful blonde cry into his pillow, the muffled sobs piercing his heart like knives. Bracing himself, he pushed the door open and walked gingerly to the bed, sitting on the end and reaching out a hand to rub Lucas' back. He continued this for a good hour before Lucas sat up, his face red and streaked with tears, and turned to Nathan.

"Why?" Lucas croaked, tears still streaming down his face, his usually bright blue eyes full of complete misery. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because…because I didn't know how," said the brunette quietly, putting his head in his hands. How the hell had things come to this? This was the one thing that he didn't want exposed from his home, the one thing he wanted to keep completely to himself, and he couldn't even do that.

"You didn't know how?" asked Lucas incredulously, voice rising in anger and trepidation. "I'm your best friend Nathan, I—we—we're supposed to tell each other everything!"

"I know and I'm sorry—why the fuck are you getting angry?" Nathan snapped jumping up, his anger prevailing over his guilt and sadness. "So I wanted to keep something to myself! You don't have to know every little thing that happened to me in that house!"

"He made you touch him Nathan! You didn't think that was something you should let your fiancé know?" Lucas screamed back. "So what, you didn't trust me or did you think I was going to be shallow and leave you?"

"Don't make this about you! It has nothing to do with you Lucas!" Nathan yelled back. "You're so selfish! I've never asked you to talk about things you didn't want to, so why is this any different?"

"Because he hurt you, you idiot! He was abusing you and I could have—should have done something! If you told me—"

"So this is because you feel guilty?" Nathan snarled bitterly. "Just like the reason you broke up with Peyton? Because you felt guilty about stringing along your poor abused best friend that you were using to find out if you liked fucking guys?"

After the words left his mouth he immediately regretted them; the look on Lucas' face changed rapidly from anger to one of pure hurt. There was no denying that his comment had wounded the blonde deeply and he didn't even believe a word that came out of his mouth.

"You think that I broke up with Peyton because I pitied you? You think I let you fuck me because I pity you? You think that I agreed to fucking marry you and spend the rest of my life with you because I feel sorry for you? How could…how could you think so little of me?" Lucas ended in a whisper, a new batch of tears coming to his eyes but unlike the other ones, he refused to let these fall. If that was truly what Nathan thought of him and their relationship then he didn't see how they could work, no matter how much he loved him; Nathan would always believe that Lucas didn't love him and that if he left Peyton the way he did, he could easily do that to him. He took the ring off his finger and threw it at the brunette.

"Here, since I supposedly wore this out of pity, you can have it back. But just so you know…I never pitied you Nathan, you know why? Because you're the strongest person I know and I knew that no matter how much shit Dan put you through, you would always be strong enough to deal with it. I support you, I always will, but I have never pitied you," he said sadly and turned to leave.

"Lucas, wait—"

"You made yourself clear on how you felt," he said quietly, "you believe that our relationship was based off of pity and lies and guilt. I love you Nathan; I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, but I can't see how this will work if you don't realize that."

He left quickly, leaving Nathan staring at the spot where his blonde was previously standing with a sinking heart and wondering what the hell just happened.

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