You think that I'm strong, you're wrong
you're wrong

-Robbie Williams

xxxx

Sunlight streamed into the room, causing a wave of heat to rush over Nathan Scott's extremely tired body. It felt like he was being hit by a ton of bricks as he slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his temple. What the hell happened last night? He rolled over to see if his wife was still in bed and he was not surprised to find that the sheets beside him were cold and that the left side of the bed was made up. It was evident that she hadn't even slept there last night. His hung over state clearly indicated that the blonde had occupied the couch last night, mostly likely meaning that something bad had happened. He heard a sound and quickly turned his body only to find himself staring face to face with a fuming Peyton Sawyer-Scott. A groan elicited from his mouth as he realized that he was in trouble. "Go away Peyton," he grunted as the blonde stood over the edge of the bed, her green eyes glaring at him ominously.

"I can't believe you Nathan!" she shouted, her voice slightly hoarse and she looked like she hadn't really slept at all last night, judging by the dark circles that had gathered under her eyes.

"What did I do?"

"What did you do?" she snorted. "Do you really not remember last night at all?"

"Maybe you should look at your eye and that might tell you," she said pointedly as she cast a glance at the mirror.

Nathan made his way over to the mirror and stared at his reflection. "What the fuck?" he growled as he ran his hand over the shiner that covered his left eye.

"Your brother hit you," she snarled. "And you deserved it."

Slowly, pieces of last night came flooding back to him. He remembered getting drunk at TRIC and running into Brooke, Haley, Lucas, Jake, and Rachel. He could vaguely remember saying something, most likely to Brooke and getting decked by his brother. Then he remembered Haley and their conversation. "Haley…"

"What about Haley?" Peyton asked with her hands still planted firmly on her hips.

"Never mind Peyt, I have to go," he groaned as he walked over to the bathroom and shut the door behind himself.

20 minutes later, Nathan arrived at the breakfast table, showered and clean shaven.

"Morning dad," Sawyer grinned with a mouthful of food as Nathan sat down with a cup of coffee in hand. "You look like shit."

"Language young lady," her mother warned as she set a plate of eggs and toast in front of Nathan.

Sawyer ignored her mother. "Rough night?" she asked, turning to father.

"He doesn't even remember it," Peyton deadpanned as she joined her daughter and husband at the table.

"Peyton…"

"Please guys just don't fight," Sawyer insisted as she put her hand up, indicating for them to quit their banter.

"Well, I have shit to do," Nathan grumbled as he got up, grabbed his jacket and slammed the front door shut.

Peyton let out a frustrated sigh as she watched her husband leave. Everything was falling apart. Her marriage, her relationship with her daughter, her life in general was falling apart.

"Jamie!" The brunette turned around at the echo of his name being hollered.

"Oh hey Sawyer," he offered the blonde a smile as she approached him.

"I was watching you at practice…"

"You were watching me?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Well yeah but not in a creepy stalker way," she laughed as he let out a sigh of relief.

"Good, you scared me there for a second."

"You're really good," she commented as she hung onto his shoulder.

"Uh thanks," he mumbled modestly as they walked down the hallway, people whispering all around them.

"I gotta go but I'll see you later," he offered her a small smile as he quickly turned off and entered the gym.

"Dude…" the voice of his teammate Kyle called the minute he swung the doors open.

"What?"

"You and Sawyer Scott? She's kinda hot but what about Sophia?"

"What about Sawyer?" Jamie asked with confusion as he set his bag down on the bleachers.

"I heard you two were dating," he grinned. "So have you tapped that ass yet?"

"What the hell Kyle? I'm not dating Sawyer. I don't know where the hell you heard that but it's certainly not true," Jamie seethed as he glared at his friend.

"Hey man I just heard it from Janice who heard it from Kylie, who saw you two acting like a couple," Kyle shrugged as he picked up a basketball.

"Well that was your first mistake dude. Listening to Kylie and Janice is something you shouldn't do."

"So you're not dating Sawyer?"

"No," Jamie grumbled as he made a perfect shot and collected the ball.

"But…"

"Dude just drop it," Jamie glared at his teammate as he made yet another shot.

Haley James was staring at the stack of ungraded papers on her desk when a knock on the door interrupted her. She looked up and saw the last person she expected to see. Nathan Scott.

"Haley…" he breathed out with a small smile. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

"I guess so. I have about 10 minutes left of my lunch hour so it better be quick though," the teacher sighed tiredly as she pushed the stack of papers aside and rested her elbows against the desktop. "So what's up?"

"I just wanted to talk about last night. I need some help getting to know my daughter…"

"So you actually remember last night?" Haley raised an eyebrow as she shot Nathan an amused smile. He was so plastered last night that she was shocked he even remembered their conversation.

"Most of it," he grinned lazily. "I just want to know how exactly I can get her to be a part of my life."

"Talk to her," Haley suggested with a shrug. "Next time you run into her, just sit down and attempt to make conversation. Eventually she'll come around because I know that even though she denies it, she wants you in her life too."

"But she won't even look at me, let alone talk to me Haley," Nathan sighed deeply. "God, this is so frustrating!"

"You have to start small Nathan. She won't just come waltzing into your life. Having small conversations will be the building blocks towards a relationship with your daughter," the brunette insisted as she placed a hand on top of Nathan's. "Just give her some time okay? This isn't easy on her and she's dealing with some drastic changes right now."

"Where do you think would be a convenient place to 'bump' into her?"

Haley shrugged, "How about Karen's café? She and Jamie go in there all the time."

"But Lucas's mom runs that place," Nathan shook his head, trying to rule that place out. "It would just be too weird."

"Well it's a start Nathan and if you really want to talk to your daughter that would be the place to do so."

The sound of the bell broke the adults from conversation. "I should get going," Nathan smiled as he stood up. "Thank you so much Haley. You don't even know how much this means to me."

"Yeah well Peyton had better not find out or she will be pissed at me for helping you."

"Or maybe she'll see what a good person you are and how you are able to see the good in everyone?" Nathan suggested as he turned towards the classroom door. "I don't know how you do it Hales. Even after everything you still find the good in people, even in people that don't deserve it."

"Dad what are you doing here?"

Nathan cocked his head to the left only to see his daughter Sawyer entering the classroom with a quizzical expression spread across her face. "Just talking to Miss James about the wonderful progress you've made here in Tree Hill. Keep it up sweetie," he winked at his daughter.

"Okay then…"

"Thanks for your time Haley," he winked before slipping out the door.

"Not a problem," she mumbled to herself as a small smile crept across her face.

"You just don't seem to get the hint do you?" The voice was cold and hostile enough to send chills down your spine. Sawyer Scott turned her head and saw the bane of her existence standing beside the lunch table, a hateful glare gracing her perfect face.

"You know angriness doesn't suit you. It makes you look even uglier… if that's even possible," the blonde smirked as she quickly marked the page in her book and leaned back in her chair casually. "And for the record, no I don't seem to get the hint."

"I don't really like repeating myself but stay away from my boyfriend and stop spreading rumors that you're dating him because he doesn't like you and I don't know why you can't just seem to get it," Sophia growled as she flipped her perfect brown hair over her shoulder.

"I'm flattered that you think I'm starting the rumors but I haven't said a word. I don't know who's coming up with this shit."

"Just leave my boyfriend alone, he doesn't want you," the brunette sister hissed coldly before turning to walk away.

"You see that's where you're wrong. He does want me and I think you're starting to realize it. You'd better hang onto that boyfriend of yours because I always get what I want and I'll fight like hell to claim him," Sawyer jeered as she pulled her book out and unmarked the page she'd stopped at.

"You're only doing this to get back at me. You don't even like Jamie," Sophia growled as she turned back around to face her bitch of a sister.

"Oh trust me I like Jamie. So how is he in bed? Just thought I'd like to know before he's mine," the blonde smirked victoriously, knowing that she'd really just pushed Sophia's buttons.

"Listen bitch, I don't who the hell you think you are but you're not going to win. You may always get what you want but that's where I draw the line. I'm going to fight like hell to keep him and pretty soon you're gonna know what's it is like to lose and not get what you want for a change."

Before the blonde could even reply, she was out of sight. If that bitch thought she was going to try and steal her man she had another thing coming.

"When did life become so fucking complicated?" Jamie cried out as he dropped his book bag on the floor and slammed the door shut behind himself.

"Life's always been complicated son and you'd better pick that backpack up before your mom comes home," Julian chuckled as he pressed the mute button on the TV and smiled up at his son.

"How was school?" he asked once Jamie flopped onto the couch and let out a sigh.

"Torture," were the only words that escaped the younger Bakers lips.

"That bad huh? I know learning sucks but it's necessary if you want to do something with your life…"

"It's not the learning part," Jamie sighed as he stared at his hands. "Believe me that's the easiest part of High School. It's the drama that's the hard part."

Julian tapped his fingertips against the edge of the couch thoughtfully. "Wanna tell me what's bothering you son?"

"Just stupid rumors and stuff," Jamie shrugged casually, not wanting to delve into the subject too much. Bearing the brunt at school was bad enough.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Someone started a rumor that I was dating Sawyer," Jamie breathed out, anger flaring inside of him as he spoke.

"Just ignore the rumors son. You know that you love Sophia and that is all that matters," Julian answered sympathetically as he placed a hand on Jamie's shoulders.

Jamie quickly brushed his hand off. "It's not that dad. I can handle the rumors but its Sophia that I'm worried can't. I don't want her to freak out and break up with me. She's so insecure when it comes to Sawyer…"

"You'll figure it out buddy and if Sophia loves you enough she will too. Every couple hits rough patches. Some work it out and some don't. I just hope that you're in the group that does," Julian sighed sadly as he reflected on his relationship with Haley. He hoped that Jamie didn't make the same mistakes he did.

"I know this is kind of random and probably a sore subject for you but do you still love mom?" Jamie questioned as he turned to his father with a serious expression. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to…"

Julian sighed heavily. "Of course I still love your mother Jamie. I always will and we will be bound together for life through you but somewhere along the line I fell out of love with her. The love I feel for her is different than the love I used to. We just became different people and decided that we wanted different things but that doesn't mean that…"

"We don't love you any less," Jamie interjected sadly. "Yeah, I know."

"Jamie…"

"It's okay dad, let's just order pizza okay?"

"I'm sure your mom will be thrilled if we order pizza when she probably planned to cook us a huge ass meal," Julian snickered as he glanced at his son. "In that case let's do it!"

"Lucas?" The soft voice drifted throughout the house as the blonde looked up from his ungraded papers.

"In the kitchen sweetheart," Lucas hollered back as he shoved his papers aside and plastered a smile on his face.

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"How do you know that I wanna talk?" Sophia asked with a slight laugh as she reached into the fruit bowl and grabbed an apple.

"Because I know you Soph, so spill it," he chuckled as she propped herself up on the kitchen table.

"Just having a rough day, that's all," she shrugged as she took a bite of her apple.

"What happened? Come on you can tell your uncle Lucas," he pressed with an encouraging smile.

"I'm just insecure about losing Jamie to Sawyer. He's my best friend and I don't want to lose him. I can't…" Sophia mumbled through her tears.

"Sophia, you're like your mother in more ways than one. Her insecurities are always holding her back from finding happiness and they're doing the same for you. Everything will be okay. Jamie loves you," Lucas reassured the brunette he considered a daughter as he pulled her into his arms.

"I just can't lose him okay?"

"Then fight like hell. Don't make the same mistake I did and let the one you love get away," Lucas whispered sadly as he thought about Brooke and how he'd let her go because he thought it was right at the time and now he regretted it every single day.

"Speaking of mom did something happen between you two?"

"How do you know that I was talking about your mother?" Lucas teased as he stuck his tongue out at Sophia immaturely.

"Puh lease Lucas, when have you ever loved anyone else?" she dragged on with a smirk. "But seriously what happened? You guys have been acting kinda weird lately."

"It's hard when you tell someone you love them and they don't love you back. Then I met Lindsey…"

"Who's Lindsey?"

"Just a girl I met and brought to TRIC…"

SMACK. "Ouch!" Lucas winced as he rubbed his arm. "What the hell was that for?"

"You're such an idiot! You don't tell someone you love them then find someone else like a week later. That's so uncool Lucas."

"She's just my friend Sophia," Lucas defended himself. "Beside your mom doesn't want me so why would she care?"

"Because she loves you even if she won't admit it. She's so insecure and she doesn't want to risk getting hurt. She's always played on the safe side after Nathan and she's afraid you'll do the same thing to her."

"I'm not my brother and she's knows that," Lucas grumbled through gritted teeth. He hated being compared to Nathan because they weren't the same person and he would never hurt Brooke that way.

"Well then show her that you love her. Fight for her and prove to her that you are the one for her."

"Maybe you should take your own advice genius," he teased with a wide smile.

Sophia stuck her tongue out. "Well I have to go Lucas but thanks for the talk and I'll see you later okay?"

"See you around Davis."

This whole situation reminded Lucas of High School again. It made him remember the day he lost Brooke to Nathan.

FLASHBACK

"Lucas…" the quiet voice belonged to only one girl. Brooke Davis.

"Brooke," Lucas sighed as he rolled over and glanced at the clock beside his bed. "It's 3 o'clock in the morning. What are you doing here?"

"Couldn't sleep," she shrugged as she slid under the covers next to her best friend.

"What's wrong?" he asked turning towards the figure lying beside him. Moonlight seeping in through the bedroom window illuminated her face and even in the darkness she still looked beautiful.

"I have to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad," she responded softly.

Lucas reached over and brushed a stray piece of hair from her face. Why had he ever let this girl go? He was beginning to think that he'd made the worst mistake of his life. "I could never be mad at you Brooke."

"You might after this," she whispered quietly, in hopes that Lucas wouldn't hear her. But he did.

"What happened Brooke?" his voice was now demanding and slightly flustered.

"You know how Nathan and I have been getting really close lately?"

"Yes and you know that I don't like it Brooke. He's an ass," Lucas answered harshly through gritted teeth.

"You don't know him Lucas. You don't know him like I do."

"Brooke," Lucas groaned. "What have you done? Did you sleep with Nathan?"

When she didn't answer he came unglued. "How could you Brooke? I thought you had morals."

"I'm allowed to sleep with my boyfriend you know," Brooke blurted out in one brisk motion.

Lucas turned to stare at her in disbelief, "YOUR WHAT?"

"Lucas shut up your mom and uncle Keith are sleeping," Brooke scolded him as she looked at her hands. "Nathan asked me out and I said yes."

"Brooke, are you fucking stupid?" Lucas asked as calmly as he could muster. "It's almost like you're trying to hurt me," he whispered painfully. Of all the guys she could date and it had to be Nathan.

"I'm not trying to hurt you Lucas but I have really strong feelings for Nathan. I don't want to have to choose but you know that if I had to, I would choose you Lucas. No guy is worth losing my friendship with you over. I just wish that you wouldn't make me pick."

He wanted to be mad at her, he really did but he couldn't do it. He couldn't lash Brooke out for dating Nathan because it wasn't his call. It wouldn't work out anyways, he was confident of that.

"Fine Brooke, I won't make you choose. Just know that I don't approve of it and I sure as hell don't support it," Lucas grumbled. "And if he ever hurts you, I will kick his mother-fucking ass."

"That's all I ask Lucas," she smiled as she pulled him in for a hug.

"And don't expect me to get along with him either," Lucas added before rolling over on his side so that his back was facing her.

END FLASBACK

Brooke Davis was humming to herself quietly as the bell above the door jingled, indicating that someone had entered the shop. She turned her body around and her eyes nearly dropped to the ground. It was Lindsey fucking Strauss. It's not that she hated the woman or anything but it just felt weird that she and Lucas were so close all of a sudden.

"Hey Brooke," Lindsey offered the fashionista a small smile.

"Lindsey," Brooke nodded her head curtly as she walked over to Lindsey. "Need help finding anything?"

"No, I was just browsing," Lindsey responded as she flipped through a rack of upscale clothes over bro's dresses. "You've got some nice stuff in here Davis," she commented as she turned back to Brooke and smiled. "You've done really well for yourself."

"Oh, um thank you. I design all of my clothes myself," Brooke answered coyly as she blushed at the comment. She wasn't sure how to take it considering she hardly knew the girl and didn't know her intentions.

"Well you're really talented. I can see why Luke likes you so much," Lindsey spoke as she stopped flipping through clothes and turned to Brooke. "I actually came here to talk to you if you don't mind."

Brooke looked at her skeptically. Why would Lindsey want to talk to her? "About what?" she finally asked.

"I don't know just Lucas and stuff."

"Lucas?" Brooke raised an eyebrow at her. "Why would you want to discuss Lucas with me?"

"Because Lucas is your best friend and he told me some of the history between you two," she shrugged casually. "I understand that there are still feelings involved but I really like Lucas and I was wondering if you'd be okay with me asking Lucas out. Would it be too weird for you?"

Of course it would be weird and of course I wouldn't be okay with it Brooke screamed in the back of her mind. "Uh yeah, I mean if you like Luke he's a really great guy. You should totally go for it. No awkwardness here, we're just friends," Brooke answered with as much sincerity as she could fake. However, she was having a hard time believing those words herself. But if it made Lucas happy she could risk it and besides Lindsey seemed fine.

"Are you sure?" Lindsey asked carefully. "I don't want there to be any hard feelings between us because I really like you too Brooke and I didn't come here to cause any drama."

"It's fine Lindsey. Lucas is a big boy and he doesn't need me to approve his love interests," Brooke insisted. "Besides there's enough drama going on in Tree Hill right now so this is minute compared to everything else."

"Thank you Brooke," Lindsey smiled as she walked over and embraced the brunette in her arms. "It means so much to have your approval and I hope that we can be friends too and if not at least be civil towards one another."

"Of course," Brooke nodded her head slowly. "But I should get back to work."

"Yeah, I should be going too and thanks again," Lindsey smiled one last time before leaving the store and leaving a distressed Brooke behind. Tree Hill seemed to be the centre for drama. It was like a giant funnel surrounded the town and drama was just sucked into it because right now drama seemed to be the most constant thing in her life. "When will this end?" she whispered to herself quietly. She was slowly breaking.

"I need you," she whispered into the phone, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her face.

"Peyton," he whispered back, "I know that you're going through a rough time right now but I don't know if we should be doing this."

"I need to feel something Jake. Please?" she begged into the phone, knowing that this was so wrong. But yet at the same time it was so right.

"Where are you?"

"Outside your house," she answered softly as she stared at the front of the Jagielski residence.

"Well you are really lucky that Jenny is having a sleepover at Brooke's house tonight," Jake cracked a smile. "The door is open." Without another word he hung up and a smile slowly crept across Peyton's face. This smile was beginning to only show when she was around Jake.

This was the beginning of yet another tryst, yet another sign that her marriage was so horribly broken. As she made love to Jake, as Jake held her in his arms she felt safe and that was how she wanted to wake up every morning. As she lay in Jake's arms in the dark after a steamy night together, she wishes that she could stay that way forever. With Nathan it was just sex. There was no passion, no emotion, she felt absolutely nothing except pleasure when she slept with Nathan. Being with Jake was a whole different ballgame. He blossomed emotions inside of her that she had no idea even existed, and a fiery passion erupted inside of her when her body was intertwined with Jake's. She felt nothing but lust, fueled by pure pleasure and desire when she was with Jake. It was when she was laying with Jake after their long, passionate, and lustrous tryst that she realized something. Even though their limbs were tangled in a mass of bed sheets and sweat poured from both of their bodies, she couldn't imagine a feeling more desirable. It was in that moment that Peyton realized she wasn't holding onto her marriage with Nathan anymore because the minute she'd met Jake Jagielski, she let go.

"I seriously hate my life," the redhead growled as she perched herself on a barstool.

"Talking to yourself?" an amused voice asked. Rachel looked up and saw a tall, burly brunette with the most gorgeous shade of deep brown eyes. To say he was gorgeous was the least.

"And who are you?" she raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow at the mysterious man.

"Owen Morello," he offered his hand out for Rachel to shake. "And you are?" he asked once she let go of his hand.

"Rachel Gatina," she smirked as if that were obvious. "Where's Jakey?"

"Jake is off duty tonight. I'm the fill in bartender when Jake's not around," Owen explained with a small sigh.

"So you need a drink? Preferably something stiff?" he questioned with a smirk.

"I don't drink much," Rachel explained. "I only turn to the bottle on social occasions."

"I see," Owen smile lightly. "Been sober 8 years myself."

"Good for you," Rachel nodded. "But I'm not exactly dry, I've just learnt to control my alcohol consumption."

"If you don't mind me asking why are you at the bar?" Owen asked curiously. "I mean, you don't drink unless it's socially, yet here you are sitting on a barstool alone."

"My friends all have piles and piles of drama centering their lives and quite honestly I just wanted to get away," Rachel shrugged as she took a sip of the water that Owen had placed in front of her.

"Don't you have a place of your own?" Owen asked as he fixed himself a glass of alcohol-free Coca Cola.

"I just moved back to Tree Hill so I'm staying with my best friend Brooke but her ex-boyfriend, who abandoned her and her daughter 16 years ago is back in town and she's in love with his brother who is also her best friend and her ex has another daughter and Brooke's daughter doesn't get along with her sister," Rachel answered as she rolled her eyes lightly. "And that's the simplified version."

"No wonder you wanted to get away," Owen chuckled as he shook his head. "That is one crazy and messed up story."

"Tell me about it," Rachel laughed as she downed the rest of her water. "All I ever hear is Brooke bitching about something and don't get me wrong I love her and she's got a lot on her plate right now, more than I could deal with that's for sure, but it gets to be too much."

"Well this place is looking awfully sad," Owen grinned as he scanned the bar, which contained only two occupants, himself and Rachel."

"You should see it when Jake is working," Rachel smirked jokingly. "It's usually packed to the nuts."

"Hey, watch it Rach," he shot back playfully as he flicked the bar lights off and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going Owen?"

"Let's get outta here," he suggested with a small smile. "I'm closing this joint early since nobody seems to come when Owen is working."

"Where are we going?" Rachel asked with confusion as she followed Owen out the door. He grabbed her by the hand and grinned before running away, pulling her with him. "OWEN STOP!" she laughed as they roamed the dark streets of Tree Hill hand in hand.

"We can go back to my place," he whispered huskily in her ear as Rachel stopped to catch her breath.

"As tempting as that sounds, I've got to pass. I'm trying to take a new direction in life and it doesn't involve hooking up with guys I've just met even if I really like them," she answered seriously as she pulled away and looked at Owen.

"Gotcha Red," he joked with an enormous grin. "I mean we can go back to my place but I meant to just hang out and watch a movie or something."

"You won't try and rape me?"

"Please, I work for Jagielski. I must be legit right?"

"Well, I don't know," Rachel pretended to contemplate.

"Come on Red, let's go before I have to pick you up and drag you over my shoulder."

"Red?" she raised an eyebrow at the bartender. "I like it."

"So?"Owen asked once they started walking towards his apartment. "You like me huh?"

"Shut up," Rachel laughed as she pushed him playfully.

She'd just met Owen but somehow she felt a connection with him and she really wanted to see if it could develop into something more.

"Brooke Davis?"

"Yes?" the brunette fashionista turned around at the sound of her voice being called.

"I'm Alex, the model you hired."

"Well come on in," Brooke greeted the girl warmly. "We are so glad to have you as the newest addition to clothes over bro's."

"Whatever," Alex mumbled as she gave the store a once over. "If I wasn't getting paid to do this…"

"Hey Brooke, I was wondering if..." The minute he stepped foot in that store, Julian Baker couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was no way that she was here. His eyes were playing tricks on him right?

"Alex? What the hell are you doing here?" Julian asked coldly, anger flaring inside of him as a livid expression spread across his face.

"Julian?" she blinked. "Fancy running into you here, isn't it? It really is a small world after all. How have you been?"

"Don't play nice with me Alex. You broke my heart and you expect me to just erase all of the pain that you caused me?" he roared, his voice fuelled by years of suppressed anger, hurt and pain.

"You broke my heart too," Alex fired back, her dark eyes becoming tiny slits of anger. "I gave you my heart and you were still in love with your ex-wife. Do you know how hard it is to be constantly compared to her? I couldn't be second best anymore so I let you go because it was what you wanted Julian. I didn't mean to hurt you so badly…"

"Well you did and I wasn't in love with Haley anymore for the last time. You were just insecure as always and you couldn't handle the fact that someone actually loved you and wanted to be with you."

"I don't want to argue with you Julian. I came here to work," Alex answered softly as she turned to Brooke who was looking back and forth between Alex and Julian with a what-the-hell-just-happened look on her face.

"You two know each other?" she finally asked with the raise of her eyebrows, only to receive two nods in return.

AN: I AM SO SO SO sorry about the super long wait. It's been like a month I think and I do apologize but I have been super busy and have had no time to update. I really like this chapter and I made it extra long for you guys to make up for the wait, I think it's like the longest chapter I've written for this story so far. Next chapter you will learn more about Julian and Alex's relationship. I decided to run with the Rachel/Owen dynamic in my story and I really loved writing their scene together. Sorry about the lack of Brucas but I promise that Brucas will be the main focus of the next chapter because I wanted to contain all of the characters in this one. Please review because more reviews do make updates go faster!