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(A/N: Thanks for the reviews everyone! I love them, they were awesome. I hope you're all satisfied with this chapter and I hope some of you are not mad at me for doing what I did. I also want to give a big shout out to my new Beta, Tanya. She really helped me do this chapter some good, so I hope you guys in enjoyed it. Thanks Tanya so much. I also want to give a shout out to my old Beta, Jennie. Thanks for all you have done to help me with this story! You were an awesome beta and I'm going to miss you. Enjoy this chapter guys!

P.S. For those who read 'The Wreckers' watch out for a new chapter soon, I'm working on it. I know, FINALLY! Lol!)

Chapter Eleven: All Around Me

I can feel you all around me
Thickening the air I'm breathing
Holding on to what I'm feeling
Savoring this heart that's healing

- Flyleaf


Brooke's POV

The drops of water hits my head, streaming down my back. It feels almost surreal. I feel so weak, placing my hands on the tile wall to keep me from falling. I look down watching as the water falls down into the drain. I take a deep breath, trying to keep my emotions in check. I turn off the shower, running a hand through my smooth wet hair.

I still couldn't believe she was gone. I couldn't believe that I had to take back the company and start all over again. This was just so much to take, I didn't know how I was going to do it. Although my mother was a royal pain, when it came to the company she knew what she was doing. It was my designs and her business skills that kept us going. What was I going to do now? What the hell did I know about business?

I grab a towel from the rack, wrapping myself in it. I step out of the bathtub, trying to see if I can find any of Luke's clothes I could wear. I see his sweatshirt, neatly folded on top of the hamper. I grab it, slowly slipping into it. It has his scent on it. The smell of his Irish Spring soap and a hint of his cologne.

I walk back into the bedroom, carefully moving not to make a sound. I didn't want to wake up Lucas, it was still late and he had a long night because of me. I open his drawer, looking for a pair of boxers that I could borrow for the night. When I found a pair, I quickly put them on and slammed the drawer closed on accident. I wince when I notice what I just did, I slowly turn to Lucas, seeing him shift in his sleep. He pats where I was once sleeping, becoming confused as he feels nothing. His head springs up and his eyes widen as he looks around the room.

I try to hold back my laughter as he panics, but it doesn't work. "Broody, I don't think I've ever seen your eyes that wide."

He laughs, with a sigh of relief, "What are you doing out of bed, Brooke?"

I shrug my shoulders, climbing back into the bed. "I couldn't sleep," I tell him honestly, as he wraps his arm around my waist. "I tried to go to sleep, but there was too much on my mind. When I finally realized I was soaking wet, I took a shower and changed out of my clothes and borrowed some of yours. Which, I hope you don't mind me doing?" I say more as a question, than a statement.

He shakes his head, "I don't mind," He looks at me, smiling. "I see you found the old sweatshirt."

I look down at the sweatshirt that read, 'Keith Scott's Body Shop'. "Yeah, seems like I did." I laugh, remembering how much I loved to wear this sweatshirt when we were teenagers. "Why don't you wear it anymore? I though it was like your favorite thing to wear, once you woke up in the morning."

"If I remember clearly," he starts off, putting his hand to chin as if he was in thought. "I think that a certain brunette girl use to steal that shirt from before I even got to wear it."

I roll my eyes, jokingly, "Well, it looks better on me anyway."

Lucas laughs, "It does," he tells me. I turn my head away, to cover up the fact that I was blushing. "Sorry, I'm stepping out of line. I didn't mean to. It's just that you look so beautiful. I mean when your hair is tied up like that and you have no make up on, that's when I find you at your best. When you're natural, just relaxing in a t-shirt or sweatshirt, that's when you're at best to me."

I don't know what to say, "Thanks," I simply reply.

He tries to change the subject, "What do you plan on doing with the company?"

I shrug, "I haven't really thought about that." I say think of my next move, I didn't plan on getting the company back. I was going to start a new one, with the help of Rachel and Millicent. "I guess I'm just going to meet with the board and tell them about the plans I had for my new company. If they like it, which I know they will, I'll go with that. I know that I can do this, plus I have Rachel to help me and Millicent. I really need to give them both a raise."

Lucas nods his head, "That's cool."

"What about you?" I ask as he looks at me confused. "You plan on writing any other books?" I ask, quirking up my eyebrow.

He shakes his head, laughing, "Not any time soon," I join him laugh in laughter. "It's just that everyone thought the comet book was about Peyton. I thought I was just writing a book, but apparently everyone else wants it to be about something more. Something deeper, I guess. I read the book over and over and I still don't see what everyone else sees. I just see a story of a boy, waiting on a comet."

I try to understand where he's coming from, "You can't really blame them. I mean, Peyton's car is a comet, Luke." I shrug my shoulders. "That's a pretty weird coincidence."

"That's true," He nods. "But I also wrote about waiting for the comet to come back to me. Peyton had already came back to me long before I wrote the book. I didn't need to wait on Peyton. There was someone else though. Someone I wasn't quite sure about and I had to wait and see what would happen."

"I thought you said the story wasn't about you," I look at him, as he stumbles on what to say.

"It isn't." He says quickly.

"So, what's the deal with you and Peyton?" I ask trying to change the subject. "I mean why did she pack up and leave. I thought you two were meant to be. True love always. What went wrong?"

He sighs, pulling his hand from my waist. He places hands behind his head, looking up at ceiling. He has his broody face on, which means he's thinking. He's trying to give me his best possible answer, so he broods it out. I find it incredibly sexy when he broods. The structure of his face, the concentration on his eyes, the precision of lips. It couldn't be anymore appealing if he tried to make it so.

"Peyton and I," he pauses again, this being obviously hard topic for him. "We're going through a rough patch. To be honest, I think we're going to file for a divorce. I mean it was better when were teens, now I just don't know anymore. We're not the same people we were in high school. It just wouldn't work, the attraction just isn't there. I just can't do it anymore."

I tilt my head slightly, "You can't do what anymore?"

He turns to look at me, "I can't be married to her anymore," he says quietly, as if someone was eavesdropping and he didn't want them to hear. "Everyone kept telling me Peyton was the one I wanted. Lindsey, Haley, Nathan, even you. You all kept pushing me and telling me what I felt, so I believed you all. I figured, my friends know me best, so Peyton must be it. She has to be the one. There was no way I was going to have another shot with you again, so why not Peyton?" He stops again, looking down towards the end of the bed. "It didn't change though. I thought my feelings for Peyton would grow if I focused on her and blocked everyone out. I thought if I pushed you away, my feelings for you wouldn't grow anymore. That if I kept you at bay, maybe, just maybe I could take your advice and be with Peyton. It just didn't work out as I planned. When we were around each other, we hardly spoke. When we did speak, it was always an argument. So, I figured, why put myself through this? Why be with this girl I don't love, when the girl I do love is right in front of me?"

I feel my eyes well up with tears. He reaches over to wipe them and I let him. When he finish, I hold on to his arm, grabbing his hand. "How is it that you keep coming back to me?" I ask him in almost a whisper. "Why is it that you always come back to me?"

He places his hand gently on my cheek, moving closer to me. I feel my breaths increasing, as our bodies become closer. "It's because I love you, Brooke Davis." He reaches down and places a gentle kiss on my lips. "I want to be with you, not Peyton. I always wanted to be with you."

I close my eyes, cursing at myself for becoming so emotional.. "Why?"

"Brooke," he says so sweetly, placing another gentle kiss on my lips. It lasted longer this time, and it was more passionate. "If you don't feel it when I kiss you. I don't know how else to explain it. I love you. Maybe it's going to take you some time to say it back, but I love you. I know now that no matter what I'm going to love you. No matter who I'm with, where I go, what everyone is trying to tell me. It's always going to be you and I can't deny it." He tells me, as I wipe the tears from my eyes. "Why did you break up with me?"

"What?" I ask, caught off guard.

He repeats the question, "In high school, why did you break up with me?" He asks me more firmly. "Please don't give me those bullshit answers either about how you didn't miss me. I missed you every single day while I was away, if you don't believe me just ask my mom. Also, don't tell me about the meaningless conversations, because I could tell you things that I couldn't even tell Haley and I know it was same for you too. I want the truth, Brooke. I think after everything, I at least deserve to hear the truth. So, please just tell me. Why did you break up with me?"

I nod my head, "Well, the truth is," I inhale deeply, trying to get he words out. "I was insecure, but there was a reason why I was insecure. The night before Nathan and Haley's wedding, Peyton told me she had feelings for you. I always felt inferior when it came to you and Peyton. I thought that the second time around my heart would be safe. It was after Peyton told me that she still loved you, that I knew as long as you and Peyton were friends, my heart would never be safe or have that feeling of security that I had the first time around. I could in my heart that I love you and trust you with all of my heart, but in the back of my head there will always be that question on whether you love Peyton or not. I didn't want to get my heart broken again, Luke. I couldn't handle another heartbreak."

He grabs my hand, "I would have never break your heart."

"How was I suppose to know that?" I said trying to hold back the tears, but they kept coming. "The first time you broke my heart, it didn't even seem like you cared. How am I suppose to give you my heart when all you ever do is break it?"

Lucas' POV

I couldn't believe it, she didn't trust me. "The first time I broke your heart I was stupid." We were both facing each other now. "I didn't know there was so much to Brooke Davis that I didn't even know about. When I finally got to know you, I mean really know you, I fell for you. I fell hard. I mean like L-O-V-E mad crushed out, love." I hear her laugh at my imitation of her. "I swore to myself if I ever broke your heart again, I couldn't live with myself. The only funny thing about this was I didn't expect for my heart to be broken."

"You scare me," she tells me in almost a silent whisper. "Every time I'm around you I feel something. I don't even know what this feeling is, but I'm scared of it. That's why I didn't want to be close to you anymore. You make me feel...I can't even describe how you make me feel. It's scary though, cause you make me want to do all these things I'm not suppose to do."

I lean in closer to her, "Like what?"

She looks up at me, her hazel eyes looking in to mines. "Like this," She places her hands on each side of my face, putting her lips on top of mines. She sucks on my bottom lip, her lips feels so soft. I feel her tongue trace over my lips, begging for entrance in to my mouth. I feel her push me on to the bed so that I was laying down. She straddles me, grinding against my pelvis, in slow rotation. I feel my hands roam unconsciously around her body, slipping under the oversize sweatshirt. Her body felt so warm, so soft. I wanted to feel all over her, just be able to se how it felt one more time.

She pulls back from the kiss, "We shouldn't do this," I hear her panting. "It's not fair to Peyton."

I lean up against the headboard of the bed, "I need you, Brooke." I can hear the vulnerability in my voice, causing tears to form in her eyes. "Don't cry, pretty girl. Don't cry." I run my hand through her hair, leaning in to place another tender kiss on her warm lips. I feel her pull the shirt from over my head, throwing it off to the side. I feel myself growing hard against her and from the expression on her face, she can feel it too. She smiles at me pulling the sweatshirt from over her head. Her body hasn't change a bit since high school, it was still lean and slender. Her skin was still velvet soft and she still smells like vanilla from her favorite body wash the smell of it still drove me crazy. I could not get enough of how good she smells. I just need to feel her, touch her.

I rub my hands against the sides of her body, trying to familiarize myself with her again. Her finger begins to trace the lining of my lips, as she slowly moves it down to my chest. I swallow hard as I feel her moving all her fingers slowly down my chest, to my the button of my pants. I turn her over so now she was lying on the bed and I was on top. She laughs at my swift movement. She continues to unbutton and unzip my pants, pushing them off along with my boxers in one quick act.

I almost forget how good she was at this. She leans forward in to me, "I want you inside me."

I lift her chin, placing a kiss on her swollen pink lips. I pull of the boxers she borrowed from me, slipping them off gently and tossing them to the side. I place two of my fingers at her entrance, slowly teasing her, watching as she tilts her head back and her mouth forming an 'O' shape as she arches up off the bed into my hand. I hear her moan my name as I slid my two fingers inside of her. I move them at a slowly and steady pace at first, feeling her become wet and slick as I increase the speed. She slowly pushes back, grabbing at my hard member.

"I want you," she whisper seductively. "I need you."

I nod my head as she wraps her legs around my waist. I grab a condom from the nightstand, putting it on. I slowly enter her, hearing a moan escape her lips. I forgot how good it felt to be inside of her. I couldn't get enough of the feeling of sliding inside of her. It was pure ecstasy as I pushed into her. Slowly moving back and forth, being careful not to hurt her.. I can feel her nails clawing at my back, she looks in to my eyes. She looks almost angelic as the moonlight reflex on her porcelain face. I lean in and kiss her. This kiss was the sweetest kiss of the night. It was simple, but full of emotion. I can feel myself beginning to come. I can tell that she is close too from her moans. I reach down between us and find her sweet nub and start to rub it. Knowing it would send her over the edge. I did not have to wait long. "Oh God Lucas!" She cried out as she came in my arms.

I thrust into her once more, feeling myself release inside of her. She wraps her arms around my neck, lifting her head up to kiss me. A smile plays on her lips as she pulls back. I smile at her as I pull out of her and get rid of the condom. She grabs the sweatshirt placing it over her body. I grab the boxers she had on earlier and slid them on, not being able to find my own. Then I slid back into bed with her and pull her back into my arms.

"Thanks for that," she shifts my arms and laying her head on my chest. "It what was I needed."

I kiss the top of her head, "Anything for you, Brooke."

(A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'm sorry for those of you who don't approve, but this was suppose to happen and that's why asked you guys what you wanted to happen, because I wanted to see if some of you were okay with it. Also, the story is based of the song 'Mercy On Me', which is a song based on a lot of wrong doing. So, this is just a theme to the story. So please, no one yell at me...lol! Well, you can yell just go easy on me...lol!

P.S. If any of you are wondering why I chose the song 'All Around Me' when people say it's about god and stuff like that, I'm using the lyrics to describe a relationship. It has nothing to do with religion.)

Brucasfan23- Lucas/Rachel have a weird sort of friendship, but I feel they both have what best for Brooke on their minds so that what keeps them together. You'll see these two grow more as the story goes on. Also, you got you're Brucas lovin'. I hope this wasn't to long a wait. I'll try to update more faster than I usually do. Thanks so much for reading. Hope you enjoyed.

xxAugustaxx- Thanks so much for the review Ashley! It was awesome. I feel Brooke and Lucas have a deep connection where they know each other well enough to know where the other is and how they are dealing. I hope you enjoyed their talk this chapter, I felt it was very overdue. I also hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks so much for reading!

idoloveyou- Yeah, he finally called her Pretty Girl again. Now that Lucas knows the whole truth lets see how he approaches the situation. I also put a little more than the kiss, which I hope was alright...lol! And the whole Rachel/Lucas friendship thing is going to become even more advance. You'll see how. That's all I'm giving away...lol! Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

brucas82forever- Lol! I love how you review started off. Peyton will be back next chapter, we will see how it goes from there. It's going to be a good scene. Can't tell you who it is between, but you will find out. Just re-read your review for the hint. I loved your idea. I don't know if I can add it somewhere in the story, but it's so sweet. I want to, so look out for it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for reviewing!

BDavisLScott23- Well, I definitely agree with you that it wouldn't be bad. Lucas and Peyton are officially separated, I can say that for a fact. Whatever Lucas decided to do after hours of being separated from Peyton is on him. And apparently he slept with Brooke...lol! Stick around cause this story is about to get a whole lot better. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading.

tanya2byour21- Once again, thank you so much! I definitely need to talk more to you about the SL, so you can get a clue on what's going to go on. Trust me, it's going to be good. Thanks for the review!

Addicte- Thanks so much for your review. Glad you think it was awesome! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Looking forward to more reviews by you.

Long Live BRUCAS- I think Rachel is a Brucas fan at heart. She wants Brooke to be happy and Lucas is what makes her happy. I'm glad she was able to trust Lucas enough alone with Brooke. She was always very defensive of Brooke and vice versa, so I like that she trust someone with her. Also, I am so sorry for making them sleep together. I hope you don't hate me. This story is going to be a lot to take, but bear with me. Hoped you enjoy this chapter! Thanks for reviewing!

StepyLuvsBL4EVA- Thanks so much for the review! I couldn't agree more with your comment. Be prepared to see Peyton next chapter as a little warning. Thanks for the review. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Also, you will be happy to know that I am currently working on the next chapter for 'The Wreckers'!

brookenlucas4eva03 - Thanks for the review. Sorry this update took so long to come out. Hope you enjoyed!

emma217- Lol...I never seen All My Children, but that would be interesting to see. Trust me, you'll like what's coming up. Maybe...lol! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for the review!

Tess mtiv- I agree with you on the whole Lucas/Peyton scene. She was in the wrong for not supporting her friend and being there for her at her time of need, but Lucas was also in the wrong. I'm glad their separated too, they just weren't going to work out as a couple. I'm glad you think that the emotion Brooke expressed at the funeral was good. I didn't know how to approach it really, so I thought that way would be best. Also, thanks for correcting my spanish. You can obviously now see that I'm failing that subject...lol

School is finally out for me, I am now in summer days. I'm hoping to get this story finish by then end of July or early August, but knowing me it might not happen that way...lol! Thanks for commenting on the 'realism' aspect. I hate in TV shows when the character knows exactly where a person is on the first try. I try not to do that much. I also chose the word masochist because although she doesn't get pleasure of the pain, she gets pleasure in seeing her friends happy. Also, I didn't know any other words either...lol! Thanks so much for your reviews. I really enjoyed reading them and getting some feedback. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.