"Hey" he whispered as leaned forward, his hand grabbing hers. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she focused on his concerned face. She looked around and noticed she wasn't in her room…she was in his.

"I passed out again…" she concluded…that was the only time she woke up in his bed.

"Yeah…but it was only for about an hour this time so I figured we could skip the hospital visit." He smiled down at her.

"Thanks Luke…" Peyton turned her head away from him and gazed out the window. "Shouldn't Alex be home by now?" She attempted to sit up but was immediately met with lightheadedness.

"Take it easy" Lucas whispered as he moved his hand behind her head and gently laid her back on the bed. The defeated look in her eyes was slowly tearing his heart to pieces. The Peyton he knew was the strongest person he had ever met, but with each passing day that strength was slipping away. "Brooke took her out for the evening…she wants us to work this out"

"What do you want?" she was scared of the response. If he was tired of putting up with her it meant that she was gunna be living on her own. She couldn't take living on her own right now. Although she refused to let Lucas in she knew that she needed him. She needed Alex too and if she moved out Alex would have to stay with Lucas.

"I don't wanna do this anymore" there was his answer and it killed any last bit of hope she had. Her life was slowly slipping away from her and now her already torn family was being completely ripped away. She forced her self to sit up and then turned her head to the side, worried about the tears that were building in her eyes. Lucas lifted her chin and turned her face back towards him. "I don't wanna fight…but I think we can make this work."

"How can you believe that…after everything that's happened already" She shook her head but his finger remained in place.

"Because I want it to work. All I need is for you to trust me. Peyton let me in…you can't do this by yourself. Your using all your energy to do this on your own but you don't have to…it's okay to need help…it doesn't make you any weaker." He watched as the tears spilled over her eyes. He knew that it had always been hard for her to let people in and it was only getting harder now.

She opened her mouth to say something but there were no words. She didn't know what to do anymore. She looked into his eyes…searching for a sense what he was feeling. She needed to know what was behind his words. After everything that had happened her mind refused to trust that he could forgive her that easily.

He watched her search his eyes…he didn't know what for but if that's what she needed to feel comfortable he was willing to sit there. She was lost and he could see it. Throughout high school he had learned to read her eyes and since then he had been able to see past her facades. "Trust me" his voice was gentle as he watched more tears cascade down her pale face.

"I want to" she closed her eyes, finally breaking the contact they had held for over a minute. His finger moved from under her chin and instead he let his hand gently cup her face.

"So do it" her eyes remained closed as his voice flowed through her head.

"I can't" She shook her head as her hands began trembling. She threw her feet over the side of the bed and lifted herself to her feet, shoving the pounding in her head to the side. She forced her feet to move as she went to the door.

"Peyton…please" Lucas called out as he got up and went after her,

"Lucas…just….don't okay…please don't." she kept moving until he grabbed her arm. She spun around to look at him, her intent was to pull her arm away but instead she just looked at him. His eyes were pleaded with her…he really did mean what he said but that wasn't enough for her to give in.

"Peyton please" he refused to take his eyes of her…he wanted them to work…he needed them to work. The idea of a family was something he was something he was beginning to want and for that he needed Peyton's trust.

"Lucas…I…" she closed her eyes…hoping for the whole day to disappear. She opened her mouth to speak and once again she found herself speechless…however this time it was because his lips were against hers. She pulled herself away from him, the shock evident on her face as on his. He hadn't planned on doing that but he found himself leaning in again. She watched him move closer to her but she didn't move away. He found her lips again as he snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her into him. His hands played with the hem of her shirt as he felt her relax into him.

She pulled away from him suddenly, fear burning behind her eyes. "I can't…I…I'm sorry" She stepped back towards the door.

"Peyton…" he didn't have anything to say and so he watched her walk out the door.