This chapter is Brooke's point of view. There's some interaction between Brooke, Haley, and Nathan, probably seperately. I write as i go, so i'm thinking about having another encounter between Lucas and Brooke. Expect laughs once again.
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If you really knew Brooke Davis, you would know that she always, always slept in. It didn't matter what time she had gone to bed the previous night, would still wake up at 10 or 11 in the mornig, get dressed just in time for lunch. There was the exception of shcool, which caused her to mope and grope for awhile, until she saw all her friends, then she was okay. But no doubt Brooke loved her sleep. There were times though, when she would go to bed with something bothering her. Because of that, she couldn't sleep, which would cause her to lay on her back, and evaulate her life, something she didn't like doing because whenever she did, she would find all these problems, and want to fix them. But easier said than done.
Sitting in Naley's kitchen with a bowl of chocoate chip ice cream, Brooke caught a sense of deja vu. Like the first night she had moved to New York. She had spent all night crying, eating ice cream because of Lucas, of how much she missed him. Just thinking about that memory brought back all that pain and heartbreak, then Brooke realized that Lucas must've felt a hundred times worst than she did.
All she wanted was to finish her ice cream, go back upstiars, and try to get some sleep, seeing as she would have to get up the next day and hang out with Haley. But it seemed like Nathan had other plans for her as he turned the kitchen light on, scaring the crap out of Brooke.
"NATHAN !" Brooke hissed.
Nathan just looked are her confused, like he had done nothign wrong.
"What? Gosh, i'm so lucky you didn't scream," Nathan shook his head.
"What are you doing here at 6 in the morning?"
"I could ask you the same thing. The only reason i'm here is because i get up this early everyday, i used to wake up this early to train. What's your excuse?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"I coudln't sleep, so i came down here to get some ice cream," Brooke explained.
"Mmhmm, have any idea what night be bothering you so much that you can't sleep?" Nathan asked, sitting on the stool next to her.
"Nothing that i can think of," Brooke said innocently.
Nathan smirked, it was gonna take him awhile to get her to talk.
"So i heard of your little reunion with Lucas yesterday."
Brooke scoffed, "I'd hardly call that a reunion. He's such an ass !"
"What did you expect? Anyways, i heard things for heated," Nathan said, eyebrows raised.
"Uhh yeaa, we traded insults, nothing i wasn't expecting."
"Mmhmmm ..."
"Okay seriously, is there something in particular you wanna ask me?" Brooke asked frustratingly.
Nathan sighed, this wasn't going how he'd hoped for. Brooke needed to spill, she just did. If anything it would help her, and help Nathan get a sense of what was going on with her. Brooke was a very confusing person. He's known her for years and he still couldn't figure her out.
"Okay fine. I wanted to know what was it like seeing Lucas after all these years."
"Okayy, well, it wasn't anything unexpected. It's LUcas," Brooke shrugged.
"So you didn't feel anything, at all?" NAthan pushed.
"If anger counts, then yeaa i felt that," Brooke said.
"YOu didn't think he looked good or anything ... ?"
"Woah, that's just weird. I haven't seen Lucas in years. And yeaa, he looked pretty damn good, but he was completely rude and insufferable !" Brooke hissed.
"Ha ! So you admit there was an attraction," Nathan siad proudly.
"Uh no i didn't say there was an attraction, i just said he looked good."
"Which means that there's some physical attraction going on there," Nathan smirked.
Brooke scooted in her seat so that she was facing him. Where the hell was his mind at?
"Dude, what is with you trying to make me admit that LUcas is hot? What is it exactly you're trying to do because it's really starting to confused me ! You call Lucas a self centered ass, you haven't had an actual relationship with him in five years, and here you go trying to get me to talk nice about him. What's that about?"
"The reason i'm trying to get you to talk about him, is so that you'll realize that those feelings are still there, you're just too stubborn to see them," Nathan said matter of factly.
"Okay, did you accidently take Haley hormone pills? I have no feelings for Lucas what so ever. The only thing i feel for him is the need to stick my stilettos up his ass."
"Denial denial. Brooke look, there's no point in trying to get out of this. We all know that you and Lucas still have unresolved feelings for one another, so just stop trying to act like you dont, because this whole town sees it, it's all they've been talking about. They're waiting for you and Lucas to turn your anger into lust," Nathan explained.
"Nathan, i have no idea what the hell you're talking about, but there's no 'unresolved feelings' for Lucas. I'm with someone right now that i love and care about, and Lucas isn't him. Plus he's married to Peyton, that bitch that i haven't talked to in five years. I really don't give a damn about Lucas anymore. And what the hell do you mean the whole town is talking?" Brooke exclaimed.
"Ever since people found out that you were coming back to town, it's been nothing but gossip. Once upon a time you and Lucas were one of the hottest couples in Tree Hill, even to the old people. Everyone remembers you and the love you and Lucas once had, and it's still there, just in the form of loathe and anger, but it's there. They look at you and him and see juicy gossip and stories. They see you and Lucas giving into temptation and just hooking up. You can call it sick and disgusting, but it's true. Everyone's just waiting for you two to screw," Nathan explained shrugging.
Brooke just stared at Nathan in disbelief. The whole town was rooting for Lucas and Brooke to like, hook up? It was flattering, knowing that her and Lucas's love was recognized by the town, but that life was done and over with, and there was no way to get it back. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to get back all that insecurity and vulberable feelings.
"So, is that all the town is wanting us to do? Hook up and leave scandalous information for them to pick apart?"
"No, that's not what they want to happen. What they want is for you two to get back together. Sure, they want you to hook up, it's something interesting, only because that's how you guys are. It was physicality that brought you together in the first place, and it's physicality that will bring you guys together now. Lucas has not been the same since you left, you know that, you've witnessed it. Everyone just wants to see that kind guy that helped everybody, not the person he's become. And if anyone could bring him out of that, it's you. We all want you guys together, not because it'll make Lucas better, but because it's meant to be."
"You know, there was a time when i would completely agree with you. Back then i seriously thought that me and Lucas were meant to be, but every single time, i kept on getting proved wrong. When i left Lucas, i told myself that if he loved me, he'd look for me. Instead, he moped and screwed Peyton not even a month after i left ! That's not love Nate, it's not. Lucas did nothing but hurt me over and over, but for some reason i loved him anyway. BUt not anymore. Lucas has to own up to his mistakes, like i have, and move on. I can't always be the one to help him out of the 'darkness.' He brought it on himself, and he has to live with it. It's not my problem," Brooke said before walking upstairs.
As soon as she reached her room, Brooke locked the door and opened up her suitcase. Who the hell did Nathan think he was to try to make her go back to Lucas? One, they were wayy past that. Two, they hated each other with a passion, and he was married ! Okay, so maybe it wasn't actually a functional marriage, but they still had a marriage license. She pulled on wash jeans and a white polo, slipped on flip flops and walked downstairs. She couldn't stay in the house, it felt like the walls were closing in on her.
"Brooke, where are you going?" Nathan asked, coming out of the kitchen, just in time to see Brooke grab a sweatshirt.
"I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in about an hour," Brooke said, closing the door behind her.
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Lucas hated pool. He hated everything about it, yet Peyton still managed to convince him to buy a pool table to put in the house. Whenever he asked her why she had wanted it, she just said she liked the feel that a pool table brought. Like it have off that comfortable sense or whatever, but Lucas still hated it. But he couldn't explain himself why he was playing pool at 6:30 in the morning. Maybe it was because he was bored, and there was nothing to do, but regardless, he was playing pool.
His first date with Brooke was playing pool, and he had lost millions of times that night. Little did he know it was the start of a whirlwind. At the time, all he wanted was to get to know this beautiful girl, and tip a few beers, but he tipped alot more, hence the mark on his right arm. Yeaa, that night he actually lived a little, away from his good boy persona. He actually had alot of fun, even though Keith had his head the next day.
After playing a round of five games, Lucas didn't see the point in playing anymore. He remembered hating it again, so he stopped. The recklessness pulsated in his body, he had to get out and go somewhere. Peyton was upstairs still asleep, but he didn't think she would mind if he slipped out and just cleared his head for a little bit, he needed it more than anything.
"Wow, you actually associating with the pool table," Peyton smikred as she leaned against the doorway.
"Yeaa well, you're obviously not using it so i might as well be. Even though i hate it," Lucas said, rolling his eyes.
"You don't hate it."
"Of course i hate it. Why do you think i haven't played it at all since i bought it for you? Because i don't see the point, therefore i hate it," Lucas stated, walking into the kitchen, Peyton close behind him.
"You don't hate it," Peyton said as she turned on the coffee pot.
"Will you stop telling me that i don't hate it? I hate it, actually i hate alot of things, and that pool table is one of them," Lucas said frustratingly.
"Look, you can either moan and groan about how much you hate that pool table, or, you can hear what i have to say? Pick your poison," Peyton said, hands on her hips.
"Well, you're gonna tell me what you think anyway ..." Lucas said.
Peyton just rolled her eyes, "YOu don't hate the pool table, you hate everything it represents."
"What are you talking about?"
"Come on, don't act like you don't know. You probably think about it everyday. You had your first date with Brooke at the Blue Post, and she kicked your ass in pool."
"Sooo? What does that have to do with my hating pool?" Lucas mumbled.
"Simply because it reminds you of Brooke. And you are mad at Brooke, therefore you hate pool," Peyton said simply.
"Alright. Let's say that's the truth. What's the point in pointing that out to me?"
Peyton shrugged, "Nothing. It's just a true statement for you to analyze on your own time."
"There's nothing to analyze. Me and Brooke are nothing," Lucas said sipping his coffee.
"Lucas you can keep telling yourself that, but everyone knows it's bullshit. Now i have to get to work, when i come home, maybe you'll bea little more honest," Peyton said, grabbing her purse.
"Dont count on it !" Lucas yelled as he heard the front door shut.
When are people just gonna let it go? Lucas thought.
People needed to stop thinking that Lucas had undying feelings for Brooke because sooner of later she was going to find out, and he would never hear the end of it. She would tease him about how he still had feelings for her, and that they would never be anything because she already had a boyfriend. Brooke could be cruel when she wanted to.
As soon as he heard Peyton's car pull out of the driveway, he put his cup in the sink and walked out the door.
He wasn't sure where he was going, but all he knew was that he had to be anywhere but the house, he didn't want to be there. If he stuck around there any longer, he just might've gone crazy. Even worse, he might actually have played another game of pool, and he hated pool.
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It was amazing to Brooke how things could change in the blink of an eye. Change was something that she was accustomed to, and in New York you saw it everyday. Aspiring actors working three jobs just to get by, land a role that would earn them millions. Then there were other people, just waiting for a miracle to happen for them, and one day they get a lottery ticket and win. It's surreal how everything can just change. Sometimes it's for the best, and other times you just have to wait for your life to change into something good again. But being in Tree Hill, it seemed like nothing would ever change in the small town.
Suree, of course there were a few minor changes. New boutiques and stores had been established, and a park was built. Then there was the high school, that had alot more dances and social events than Brooke remembered back when she was there. But it was nice to see that the town still held that peacefulness and simplicity, it wasn't often that people got to see it. Sometimes all they saw was a small town with alot of secrets. It was just that, but it had it's upsides too.
For some reason, Brooke found herself at the Rivercourt of all places. Change was never an option for this place, and she was glad because she didn't think she could stand the Rivercourt any different. It was the place that started everything, that changed everything, yet it still remained the same. The picnic table were still intact, despite the worn wood. The chains of the hoop were rusty, and the backboard had taken some hits.
The river still held the sereness it always did. It wasn't the most beautiful thing to ever see, but it was the best Tree Hill had to offer. Brooke didn't know what she was doing there, she didn't really have a big emotional attachment to it like Lucas or Nathan did, but it was someplace to think, to clear your head. And it was 7 in the morning, so she didn't think anybody would come around.
Just being in the quiet and calm enviroment made her miss this place. When she had left, and didn't look back because she knew Lucas was all she needed. After she left Lucas, she found herself missing Tree Hill alot, just because it was home to her, it was where she found herself at. There was no Lucas anymore, and she found herself missing the one place where she knew would be the same, despite everything around her changing.
IN the middle of her little mind talk, she heard a stick break, like someone had stepped on it, causing it to snap. Brooke's ears immediately perked up. Sure, she had been gone a couple of years, but Tree Hill was known to have it's occasional kidnappers and psychopaths.
But no, it wasn't any of those two things, which would be a good thing. But right now Brooke would've preferred a caniving kidnapper or a coldblooded psychopath at the moment. Maybe she could actually withstand one of them. But no, it had to be Lucas.
"Oh god," Brooke mumbled, turning back around.
"If you can't stand me this much, why don't you leave?" Lucas asked, sitting down next to her at least 4 inches seperating them.
"Because i was here first. And i heard you haven't been here in years, so you leave," Brooke scoffed.
"I might not have been in here in awhile, but neither have you. And this place was once improtant to me."
"Yeaa but not anymore right? That old Lucas is gone. The one that actually cares about people," Brooke spat.
Lucas shook his head, "Are you ever gonna feel bad?"
"WHat are you talking about?"
"Do you ever feel the least bit bad about leaving?" Lucas asked, looking at her.
Brooke just looked at him. Was that all he wanted? Was that the reason why he had turned into a jackass?
"Lucas of course i feel bad about leaving. I have always felt bad. But that didn't give you the right to take it out on everybody else."
"I'm not talking about everybody else. I'm talking about you and what you did all those years ago."
"You're making it sound like i killed you or something," Brooke exclaimed, standing up.
"Well you might as well have !" Lucas yelled, following her.
Brooke spun around, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!?!"
Lucas scoffed, "Oh like you don't know. YOu're the whole reason why i'm like this ! I was in love with you so much, and it killed me when you left. WHen you left you took my heart with you, and left me to find a different life. You think i like being this way?! I hate turning away the people that care about me, but it's like whenever i see them, i see you too. You broke me, and i hate you for it."
Brooke could be taken aback, she could cry, and she could run to him and promise she would never leave him again. All those things to other people, would make things much easier, admitting how you feel. But Brooke was known to take the hard road. Lucas probably expected her to crack once he was done 'pouring his heart out,' he was sadly mistaken because Brooke was tired of taking the blame for Lucas. He thought that he would get an apology out of her? First he owed her one.
"I know i hurt you, i know that. And i spent so many times regretting it, but not in the way that you think. You think that i regretted even leaving you, well i don't. The only regret i have about leaving, is that i didn't tell you, that was my mistake. Either way i still would've left and went back to New York, nothing would've changed that. You were cruel that night Luke, you were this man that i didn't know anymore. You talked to me like i was your property, that i had to stick by you because you were nursing your bruised ego. I understand that basketball meant the world to you, and i can't imagine what it felt like not being able to play pro, but you were out of line. I tell myself everyday that if i had told you that i was leaving, would you be the way you are now? But something tells me you would still be the self centered, coldhearted person you are now. And you have no one to blame but yourself," Brooke said calmly.
Lucas just stared at her in disbelief. SHe was different. Yeaa, she was as beautiful was ever, and those simples were still intact, but she was different, more independent and sure of herself. Secure was the word. She was secure about herself, and obviously secure about her relationship with her boyfriend, something that she never felt when she was with him. It felt weird seeing her like that. She stood up to him without raising her voice, or throwing a tantrum. She just stated what she felt, and Lucas believed every thing she said. But it wasn't what he wanted to hear, not at all. Lucas could never take back the things he's said and done, and nothing would ever make them go away. But he felt a certain urge run through his body, because Brooke wasn't feeling sorry, or tearing up, and that wasn't good for him. Probably for Brooke, but for Lucas that only meant that she was going to walk away any minute, and not take one look at him again.
"You know, i spent alot of my time wondering what it would be like if you hadn't have left. I think about that almost everyday, but i can never imagine it because it hurts too much. What you and i had, it was special and maybe not to you, but it meant the world to me. YOu were all i had and i was perfectly okay with that. And then you left. You took my whole heart with me that night, and didn't even look back. After that i found myself laying on my back staring at the ceiling, wondering what i did wrong. I knew i was in the wrong disrespecting you like that, but you had no idea what i was going through. YOu say that you understand?? You don't know a thing about it. Everday i thought about us, the way we were, how in love i was with you. Not a day went by when i didn't miss you, or wish you were with me. But i got a feeling that you weren't thinking about me at all. Then, i started wondering if you ever felt anything for me. If i was just some game you were playing. I was questioning if i ever meant anything to you. And i came to the conclusion that you didn't love me, you never did," Lucas said, staring with cold eyes.
Brooke found this piece of information very funny and aggravating at the same time. Because for so long, she was wondering the same things, and came to the same conclusions about Lucas. Personally she found it outrageous for him to think that she never loved him, because once upon a time Lucas was her world, her everything. Whatever she did, she did it for Lucas. Brooke didn't know what to say to him, but yet she didn't have enough words. His eyes were intimidating, eyes that had brought powerful men to Lucas's beckoned call. But all she saw in them was herself. It seemed like Lucas was soo far gone, but Brooke just thoguht they didn't look deep enough to see the bigger picture.
Brooke laughed bitterly, "YOu know you have some nerve saying that to me. Because that's exactly what i've been thinking about ever since i left your sorry ass that night. When we were together, i told you how much i wanted to go to New York. It was my chance to make something of myself, to be someone outside of my reputation in Tree Hill, and i thought you understood that. But i guess not because you told me to stand by you in your 'time of need.' Just because i didn't, doesn't mean i didn't love you. Not too long ago i would've done anything for you. Some days my biggest concern was if you'd like my new hairstyle ! I was so pathetically in love with you. So when i left, i told myself that if you really loved me, you'd come and get me. But you didn't. Instead i had to hear from Haley that you were sleeping with my best friend. To answer your questions, i loved you, that's the truth. But tell me LUcas, did you really love me?" Brooke challenged.
For the first time in awhile, Lucas didn't know what to say. He would be the first to admit to himself that is, that it didn't really sound like he loved her, from not going after her to sleeping with Peyton. To any other person it didn't seem like he was in love with her, but he was, so much. But that's Lucas for ya, he says things and does the opposite. He didn't understand how they could go to trading insults into having an actual conversation ... about their relationship, or what was left of it. He understood that she had a boyfrined that she was serious about, but he couldn't help but want to argue with her more, because maybe she could see that she still had those pathetic feelings she was talking about.
Lucas had heard people call him stupid, or a dumbass, an idiot, and other words as well. And there wasn't a single moment where Lucas thought that those people were wrong. Because he was all those things. You could say he had certain lapses of judgment. But he was always known for doing stupid things, especially in front of Brooke. There was the time he told her he wanted to be with her right when her cab was parked outside. And the time he watched her walk out of his hospital room and out of his life. Those weren't his finest moments, and neither was this one. Because once again, Lucas would be opening those can of worms.
"Say it again."
"Say what?"
"Did you really love me?"
"Yes Lucas. I really did love you."
"Good, because i loved you then also. And i love you now, which is why i hate you, because i can't let you go," Lucas said quietly before brushing past Brooke and walking away.
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Her whole way home, she tried to get the words from Lucas's mouth out of her head. She told herself that there was no way he would say it and mean it. He was with Peyton, he was a jackass, he was different. But she knew it was true. Just the way he said it, like he didn't want her knowing, but he said it anyway.
Brooke didn't know if she should've said something, anything. Maybe she should've just told him to stop it, like she wanted to, because once again she was being lured into Lucas Scott's trap. She wasn't exactly sure what the trap consisted of, but it always found a way to choke her senseless, leaving her bruised and battered. BUt she would be damned if he would let that happen again. One reason because she had someone else, and two being that she went through it wayy too many times for her liking.
She didn't really know exactly the reason why Lucas had said that to her. Well, she knew why he said that, but she didn't understand why he would. He hated her because she left him, yet he still loved her. To her you could either love someone or hate someone.
The whole situation made her think of the day she left for California. She had said her goodbyes to everyone that mattered, except Lucas. Her cab honked, and she was just about to leave and there was Lucas. They hugged, and then he pulled her in to kiss her. He said he wanted to be with her right then. Brooke didn't know what to do, so she said she had to go and left. Which kinda reminded her of now, without the kiss, althoguh there very easily could've been one. Lucas told her how he felt, as the most worse time ever, and he left it all up to her, once agian. Everything was always up to Brooke, to what she wanted and what she thought.
Personally, her first instinct was to run. Story of her life though. Whenever things got rough, or she just didn't want to deal with it, she ran fast. It was kind of what she was doing now, but she had no choice. Lucas was married regardless if he loved her or not. And BRooke had Ryan, someone who she was falling in love with. Things were getting too complicated again, and Brooke had no idea how to resolve everything, but she had a feelings like it couldn't be resolved. It was all out in the open now, and things were about to get difficult.
Brooke quietly opened the door and slipped in. She could hear Nathan and Haley bickering in the kitchen, probably over her. Not even 24 hours and Brooke was already creating a rift between the cute couple.
"Nathan i can't believe you told Brooke all those things ! You're rehashing things that don't need to be brought up again !" Haley scolded as she piled strawberries and bananas into a blender, her belly clearly in the way.
"I didn't mean to okay? But she needs to know that people want them together, whether she likes it or not ! Hales, you and i both know that they're meant to be!" Nathan said, setting the plates on the table.
"Nathan of course i'm rooting for Lucas and Brooke, i have been wayy back from the beginning. But you can't just tell her that, it's gonna freak her out if it hasn't already. Plus, she has a boyfriend who shes' serious about, and despite their disfunctionalness, Lucas and Peyton are married."
"I know that, but it doesn't mean that can't be fixed. It's obvious that Luke wants her back, which is why he's acting like an asshole in front of her. I just don't understand why she doesn't see it or the fact that she still has feelings for him!"
Haley rolled her eyes, "Yes, that's very noble of you Nathan. But don't you think that's a little pushy? She hasn't even been here a week and you're pushing Lucas in her face? Not only that, but you chased her out of the house !"
Brooke smirked and laughed to herself. Haley seemed to pick up on Brooke's sarcasm these past years.
"I didn't mean to do that either. It's just that, it's frustratingly not seeing them together, because they still love each other, but they're not together."
"I understand Nathan. But you can't have another one of those talks with Brooke. SHe's with someone, and by telling her that you might've rehashed all these memories that she forgot about a long time ago," Haley said, pouring smoothies into three glasses.
They continued to make breakfast while Brooke contemplated what Haley and Nathan had been saying. There had been apologizing, but they kept on talking about how her and Lucas were meant to be. If she remembered correctly they were the ones that told her Lucas was an ass, and that he was worthless. And Haley had went to Lucas and asked him to stay away from her, so it just didn't add up to her. If they wanted her with Lucas so much, then why did they try to make her move on from him?
Nathan had been setting the food on the table until he turned around.
"Okay, i know we're not supposed to talk about this anymore, but i can't help it. Didn't you tell me last night that when they were fighting, you saw all that passion love? That it was still there between them?" Nathan asked desperately.
Haley looked at him helplessly, "Yeaa, it was like they were kissing, without the contact."
"See ! Are they that clueless that they don't realize it?" Nathan exclaimed, throwing his hands up on the air.
Brooke couldn't take it anymore, she had to let them know she was there. And she was hungry, and the smoothie looked tasty.
"Talking about me?" Brooke asked as she walked into the kitchen, sat down and started eating. Haley and Nathan held surprised and guilty looks as she watched Brooke put chocolate chip pancaked onto her plate.
"Umm, we were just .." Nathan mumbled.
"There's no point Nate, i was listening the whole time," Brooke said, taking a sip of her smoothie.
"So ... shall we eat?" Haley asked nervously
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Lucas continued to walk around the town, not wanting to go home and think about what a dumbass move he had just made. Call him crazy, but he meant what he said. He did still love Brooke, but it was his mistake of telling her because it was making things alot more complicated.
It seemed like his whole relationship with Brooke way from the beginning was so complicated, in every sense of the word. When they had first got together, Lucas wanted Peyton. And when they were friends, Brooke had Felix when Lucas wanted her. When they got back together, Lucas could never actually open up to her until later on. Now that he loved her and wanted to be with her, she had another boyfriend. It was the never ending circle of Brooke and Lucas.
Sometimes he wondered if it was all worth it. If laying your heart of the line, so many rumours and confusion, was it all worth it? At times Lucas would tell himself no. He would be much better off not getting too involved, because eventually all it did was crush him. It was so much better just staying married to Peyton and not having those romantic feelings. It's not like Peyton had ever broken his heart in their five years of marriage, and she wasn't planning to because she didn't love him, and LUcas didn't love her. It was easier, more simple.
But other times he told himself that it was worth it, just because it was Brooke, the girl that made him actually live his life, taught him what love was. Brooke was the first person he had sex with, the first person he cried over, and the first person he was in love with. She was also the first girl to ever break her heart. But he thought it would all be worth it if he could just be with her again, be that guy that she needed and wanted once again.
Lucas remembered those times when Brooke depended on him for everything, and he loved every minute of it. Having her depend on him made him feel important because he mattered to her, and she showed it. It was a surprise to some people, simply because it was Brooke Davis. To them, she didn't need a man for anything. BUt this time she did, and she picked Lucas to be the one to save and take care of her. And he did a pretty good job at it right until the day he turned her away when he needed her the most. Wasn't his finest moment.
Somehow Lucas had walked all the way into town, where all the main businesses and restaurants were. To his left was Peyton's art gallery that she owned. Lucas had helped with the expenses and other things, but the rest was all Peyton. It was something that she could say that she did by herself, and Lucas was proud of her, even thogh he would never admit it.
And since this was all Peyton's fault, Lucas decided to pay his wife a visit.