Lucas exited the gym searching for Peyton but she was long gone by then. He started thinking about where she would go, he checked her house, the café and his house and still no sign of Peyton. Finally it dawned on him where she might have gone and he ran as fast as he could. Sure enough, he was right and he found her sitting on the ground leaning against her mother's grave stone.

"Thought I'd find you here." Lucas said walking up behind her. She didn't turn around, she stayed silent, all that was heard were her sobs. He sat down next to her and pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry Peyton."

"You didn't do anything." She said, still not looking up at him. "It was all Brooke."

"Yeah well Brooke's a bitch." He said truthfully.

"She's right though. I don't have a mother, and I never will, and its funny because today's the five year anniversary of her death, wonder if Brooke knew that." She said, starting to cry again.

"Shh, its okay." Lucas said, rubbing her back, trying his best to comfort her. Truthfully, he didn't know what to say to her, except telling her everything would be okay, even if Peyton knew exactly what he was doing.

"No, its really not. I mean, normal seventeen year old girls have mothers and fathers and normal happy families. I don't." Peyton said, her sobs calming down a bit.

"Peyton, you know your mother's always with you, even if you cant see her." He said, still not really knowing what to say.

"Yeah I know, but its so hard." Peyton said. She started crying again, burying her face in Lucas' chest. "Especially now."

"Why?" Lucas asked, looking down at her, pressing his lips to her head.

"Because this is the point in my life where I need my mom the most." She said, raising her voice a little. "Ya know, I'm starting a relationship with a guy that I truly love, and she should be around so I can talk to her about it! I mean why did she have to die? Huh? She should be here!" She yelled, standing up.

"Peyton-"

"No, I mean, you see all these television shows, and you look at your friends and they all have mothers and fathers that love them and that are there for them! But what do I have? A dead mother and an absentee father!" She yelled. "I want my mom back! God, I would give anything to be able to go home and talk to her about my day, or even argue with her about something, have her send me to my room! Anything! But I cant! … I … can't! Peyton said, breaking down and letting all of her emotions out. Lucas didn't say anything he just went over and held her for dear life.

"Why did she leave me?" Peyton half yelled, half sobbed as Lucas held her. "Why?!" She yelled, hitting his chest. Lucas didn't flinch, he just held her and whispered reassuring words in her ear. Eventually the hitting ceased and her sobs quieted down a bit. They just stood there, in the middle of the cemetery, him holding her while she cried, her calming down, knowing that Lucas was there and that he would help her. He always did, he was her life, and she was his.

After she had calmed down, Lucas suggested they head back to her place, to hell with the basketball game, they had probably missed half of it anyway. She agreed and the two headed to his car.

"You okay?" Lucas asked as the pulled up in front of her house. She only nodded, trying to fight the urge to cry again. Lucas got out and opened her door for her, she followed and they headed up to her room.

"Do you want anything? Food? Tissue? A bucket of water to throw on Brooke, see if she melts?" Lucas joked, trying to lighten the mood. She chuckled, shaking her head as she walked over to her bed and sat down.

"Thank you Lucas." Peyton said as he walked over to her.

"For what?" Lucas asked sitting down next to her.

"Everything. For being there for me, not just tonight but every time I needed you."

"You know I would do anything for you." Lucas said, pulling her into an embrace, placing his lips on her forehead.

"I know." Peyton said, nodding. She truly believed him. "Promise me something."

"What?" Lucas asked looking down into her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Promise me, that no matter what happens, you'll never leave me. No matter what happens between us, you'll always be my friend. Because just about every person that I care about leaves and I don't think I could bear it if that happened with you."

"I would never leave you." Lucas said, truly meaning it as he held her tighter, kissing her forehead.

"Good." She whispered. "Good."

"Sorry Sawyer, but you're stuck with me." He joked.

"No complaints here."

"Okay, now that that's settled. You should get some sleep." He said as she nodded. She laid back on the bed and he pulled the blankets over her and kissed her forehead before heading for the door.

"Lucas-" Peyton said, grabbing his arm. "Don't leave." She pleaded. "Please." He nodded and climbed into the bed with her. He opened his arms and she snuggled into him, it was funny how perfectly she fit in his arms. It was like they were two perfectly fit puzzle pieces. He was her other half, the right to his wrong, the black to his white. They fit together, seamlessly and they wouldn't have it any other way.

AN: Okay, sorry for the delay. I have one more pre-written chapter and then I'm back to square one. Also, I started a new fic about S5 because I just watched some spoiler/filming videos of an LP scene and the idea just hit me and I began writing but I probably won't post it until this one's finished. But this new fic won't be a fluffy one like this one, its much much much more angsty and come on who doesnt love a little LP angst? ...and also did any of you read the new sides they have for Season 5? Cuz i was thinking of using them in my fic (changing them a bit but using the same concept) ...can I do that? Or is it prohibited? Sorry if these long AN's are annoying you, but I never said you had to read them lol