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"It hurts, Max. It hurts so much. I don't think I can take this any longer." Lucas cried to his best friend; Max. "Everyone's gone." He started to yell. "They promised me that they will not leave. Well, I have some fucking news to everyone. Everybody FUCKING LEAVES."

"Hey Luke, don't be like that. I know your hurting but you gotta help me help you. Let me in."

"I can't. I can't lose anyone else Max. I want to be with them. His taken everything away from me. Every last happy memory."

"Shh Lucas, it's ok to cry." He soothed the crying Lucas. "You really need to sleep."

"I can'... I always see him. The smirk on his face... the gun in his hand." He cried again "He did this. He killed them. They were his second parents. They were my parents."

Max did not know how to comfort Lucas. His parents died, he has been shot, pronounced dead, but beat the odds and survived for what? A long time of misery.

"I can't live without them." Lucas said getting up from the top of the skyscraper. It was an escape for him. The scenery and the lights of New York city. "I have to be with them." He walked to the edge. Looking back to his best friend, giving him one last goodbye.

"Come on Lucas, they wouldn't of wanted you to do this."

"HOW WOULD YOU FUCKING NOW? THEY FUCKING DEAD. THE ONLY PEOPLE TO LOVE ME."

"What about me Luke? What about Terrell, the Spanish twins. We love you Luke. Don't do this."

"I am truly sorry Max. Thank you, but I need to be with them." He stepped of the ledge into a world of darkness.

Peyton Sawyer was no stranger to pain and heartache. She got a call from Nathan, expecting some apology from him as Brooke would have told him that she knew the secret. Little did she know this news was going to change her life:

She dropped the phone, no wanting to her the rest.

Lucas was in the hospital.

Over the weekend, she fell in love with him. And each minute staying with him, she fell more in love with him. She curled herself up in a ball and started to weep.

Nathan was crying. Never has anyone seen him cry. His losing his brother.

Lucas was lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, with multiple bruising and and stab wounds. He was jumped in an alley.

Nathan was getting to know his brother. He loved him, not wanting to be like Dan and Keith. He heard stories of them, Dan always hated Keith and would sometimes try and ruin his life. He didn't want to be like his father.

It was his fault, he kept telling himself. He called him, he ignored it because he was too busy with Haley. It was left to voicemail, only to be heard a few hours later,

"HELP"

It was her fault she kept telling herself. She told him to leave the house because of his jealousy and him punching a guy. If he never left her house, they wouldn't be in this situation now.

Haley was crying. She was his best friend and he was like a brother to her. They enjoyed listening to the same music, the same books, the same poetry. She wishes Nathan would've never of kissed her. Then they wouldn't be in this position.

The three kids watched Lucas, his steady heartbeat slowing down. Rapidly

He flatlined

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