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Chapter 18 ~ "How the hell did we wind up like this? Why weren't we able to see the signs that we missed?"

It had been a long two days since Luke left; it was rainy and nasty outside so the kids were stuck inside. The good thing was that when Luke left, Tree Hill High called and offered him the head coaching job for the boys' basketball team. And that was something he was dieing to get, I liked it because that meant he couldn't go on as many book tours anymore. They said that he would have an assistant, but they wouldn't reveal who just yet. No biggie, that didn't matter to him; he was just happy he got the job.

It was late and I decided to go bed; halfway up the stairs, I heard a knocking on the door. At first, I ignored it, but the person continued. I went back downstairs and looked out the window, to my surprise I saw Peyton's car sitting outside my house. Besides being shocked, I was also angry. Angry that she had the nerve to come to my house in the middle of the night after everything she did. But the banging would just not stop and pretty soon it would wake up all the kids, so I had to open the door.

"What do you want?" I asked a bit coldly.

"Can I please just come in?" she asked with such desperation in her voice, I almost felt bad for her.

"Why should I do that after what you did?"

"Brooke, I am so sorry for that and I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. It was stupid and childish. But I really need my best friend right now." she said on the verge of tears.

"Ok, come on in." I said in a concerned tone, with all my anger gone.

I led her into the living room and grabbed the monitor off the banister where I left it. We sat there in silence for sometime, neither of us sure on where to start.

"Peyt, you know that I'm sorry for what happened and what I said. I was just concerned about your well being. I didn't want anything to happen to you or the baby because I care about you so much. And you know that it is extremely hard for me to apologize and that when I do apologize I mean it from the bottom of my heart."

"I know you mean that and I am sorry, but that is not the reason why I am here." Peyton said with tears coming down here face.

"Hey, what's the matter?" I asked in a worried, motherly tone.

"Jake…he...he…cheated on me." she said, crying harder.

"You sure Peyton? I know that boy loves you…"

"I'm sure; I caught him in the act."

"When? How?"

"Today, I went into his office wanting to surprise him because I had an appointment today, so I was surprising him with a picture of the baby. But instead of seeing my fiancé, I saw him going at it with some random girl."

"What did you do?"

"Screamed at him, told him we were done, and ran outta there. And while I was doing all this, every single ultrasound picture I had taken today dropped out of me hands and onto his floor; so I don't have any of them." She finished, with so many tears coming down her face.

"Ssssh, its okay Peyton; come here." I said embracing her. "You and this baby are better off, and you guys are going to stay here for as long as you need too. Now, stop those tears and tell me how your doctor's appointment went today."

"It was… fine… baby's healthy… strong heartbeat." She said through sniffles.

"That's great, did you find out the sex?"

"No, Jake and I decided to wit." She replied back, tearing up again.

"Hey, no tears come on." I said, pulling her back into my open arms and tried to relax her and calm her down, which it did work, and I was almost sure she was almost sleeping. But with a loud cry, sleep went far from our minds. "I've gotta go see what that is about. Luke isn't home." I said, kind of in a sad tone.

"Ummm, ok." Peyton said, very confused.

Going up the stairs, I realized that the cry was coming from the twins' room and I was almost sure it was Elijah crying. But the reason I was unsure of, since I already feed him his nightly feeding.

"Awww… what's the matter baby?" I asked, walking over to his crib. "You just wanted to see Mommy, didn't you?" I said smiling because as soon as I walked up to the crib, he stopped crying. "Ha, come on… let's go meet your Aunt Peyton."

"Peyt?" I asked coming down the stairs and walking into the living room.

"Yea…"

"I would like to introduce you to your newest godson, Elijah Keith Scott."

"Awww, Brooke he's adorable. Can I hold him?"

"Of course."

"So B. Scott…where's Lucas at?" Peyton asked after holding Elijah sometime and being embraced by the baby.

"He's on a month long book tour; he left two days ago." I said, upset and disappointed, yet equally happy for my husband.

"Awww, Brooke… why didn't you tell me? I would have come down to help. I'm sure it's hard with the 4 kids all by yourself."

"I didn't tell you because we weren't talking. And yea, it's hard but I'm getting by." I said in a matter of fact tone.

"I know you are, you're Brooke Davis."

"Brooke Davis Scott." I said correcting her and smiling.

Pretty soon, Elijah fell right back to sleep in Peyton's arms. I snapped a quick picture and we were all of to bed; Peyton taking the spare bedroom.