Chapter Twelve

It was supposed to be an ordinary day.

An everyday Saturday, where Luke and I get up, have breakfast, talk about what we did the night before and then go grocery shopping out of town with the money our parents sent us every week; but I guess God had a different plan for us today.

After Peyton left and we cleaned up, I had a quick shower. I got out and let my hair air dry, wrapping myself in a towel and walking to my room. Luke stopped me on the there.

"Jacobi is being fussy," Luke informed me as he looked me over, noticing I was just in a towel and covered his eyes, I laughed as he continued, "She's in my room with a bottle."

I sighed, running a hand through my damp curly hair, "I think she's getting sick. Maybe we'll stay home, you go."

Luke peeked through his hands, "Are you sure?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I'll just write you the list and you can go. I'll make an appointment with the doctor and I'll give you a call."

"Alright, thanks." Lucas turned around and dropped his hand, "Go get dressed, I'll stay with Cobi until you're done."

"Thanks," I smiled at his back and rolled my eyes at his child-like behavior.

I turned into my room, closing the door and walking over to my closet. I got dressed in a pair of tattered blue jeans and a white lace tank-top with a pink cardigan that had thin white stripes. I got out and walked to Lucas' room, smiling at the scene before me.

Lucas was lying on his back on his carpeted floors and Jacobi sat on top of him bouncing. Lucas was laughing and making playful faces at her; he noticed me looking with a smile on my face and he beamed at me.

"You're so good to her," I smiled at him and walked in his room. Jacobi heard my voice and swung her head around and grinned at me, "… And to me."

I smiled back at my daughter and Lucas just laughed, "You're my family. Of course I'm going to be good." Lucas got up off the floor and had Jacobi in his arms in one swift movement. Lucas used his shirt to wipe off Jacobi's running snot and frowned at her, "I think she is getting sick."

"That's only from her nose," I laughed at him and then frowned, remembering last night, "You should've heard her last night, coughing like crazy." As if on cue, Cobi started coughing and Lucas looked panicked, "She's fine," I grabbed Jacobi from Luke when he held her out, "We'll be downstairs, get ready."

I kissed my daughters temple as we headed downstairs and held her sleeper-clad body close to me. I walked into the living room, placing her in the jolly-jumper and grabbed a notebook and pen and sat on the couch, scratching the items I knew we needed without looking. I turned on Jacobi's 'Baby Einstein' movie and walked into the kitchen, peeking at her one last time before looking into the fridge. I finished the list and left it on the counter for Lucas beside the car keys.

I then grabbed a bowl of cereal and went back into the living room, sitting on the cold leather couch. I ate in silence, watching my daughter and the movie she was so entranced in. Lucas came down and said his goodbyes, kissing Jacobi and I both on the foreheads and left by noon. I was sitting with Jacobi on the couch around one when I had called the doctors and got an appointment for six that evening.

Then the doorbell rang.

Jacobi was being clingy with me and after retrieving her from the jolly jumper, she wouldn't let me put her down. I carried her to the door with me, peeking through the window beside the door. I frowned in confusion and opened the door letting Peyton in. She looked frantic and upset about something. I closed the door and raised an eyebrow at the Peyton I didn't recognize.

"What's going on?" I laughed at her.

"I did a bad thing…" Peyton looked at me with sadness in her eyes, "I'm so sorry."

"What did you do Peyton?"

"I was talking to Rachel…" I closed my eyes slowly, knowing what she was going to say, "It just kind of…"

"Slipped?" I finished for her after she trailed, I opened my eyes and stared at her, "How could you do that?"

"Haley…"

"Peyton, I just said goodbye to you like what, three hours ago?" I walked into the living room with Jacobi still in my arms, "And you just managed to screw everything up in that amount of time?"

"Well it took a much lesser time for you to get pregnant," I turned around and gasped at her, "Sorry, sorry. Impulse, sorry; I was trying to make a joke. I'm really sorry, Haley. I told her not to say anything!"

"It's Rachel, Peyton!" I remembered the backstabbing cheerleader that Brooke was talking about before, "She's going to say something."

Peyton flexed her jaw, "Haley, I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say other than I'm so very sorry. But…"

"But what, Peyton?" I felt my stomach turn.

"It would've come out sooner or later," Peyton said lowly and shrugged, "I'm sorry it's sooner. And I'm sorry that I was the one that let it go," Her voice was quiet and she had sincerity in her eyes, "Haley, I'm so, so sorry."

I just sighed.

It was supposed to be an ordinary day.

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A/N: Hey guys, so here's chapter twelve!! hope you like it. &if you have timeee, go read my other story. Nathan Scott Must Die! Please and thank you. :)(L)