Invisible String

Chapter 41

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Don't get too close

It's dark inside.

That's where my demons hide.

Peyton sighed deeply. Turning around.

Feeling his gaze locked in on her.

"Did you use you're spare key or did you pick the lock.?"

"I guess that doesn't matter. I forgot how comfortable you're bed over at the place was. I picked the lock and went straight to you're room."

"The sheets smelled like you."

"When are we going to end this game between us.?"

"The only reason you picked her was because i wasn't option anymore."

"How many tries did it take for her to get pregnant.?"

"We tried for a long time. The shots in my stomach. The schedule we made. The room we had picked out that was never used."

"I gave you everything and none of that was enough!" Peyton exclaimed.

"I loved you. I defended you."

"I wanted to marry you. But once i found out what you did to Brooke."

"I realized i was in love with a stranger."

"This has to stop! Brooke is my wife. The woman i'm in love with."

"We're raising a family together. She's my life."

"Those boys are my world. You need to move on."

"Let me go!" Lucas yelled.

"I can never let you go. She stole you from me!"

"I'm still so in love with you."

"Luke tell me you feel nothing for me."

"That us being together never mattered to you." Peyton insisted.

"See you couldn't do it. You still love me."

"I knew it. I could feel it." She added in.

"I'm going home. Stay away from my family or you won't like what happens." Lucas warned.

"You and Brooke are my family." Peyton replied. As she watched him leave.

Weeks Later

At 32 weeks babygirl Scott was as big as a squash.

Officially 8 months into her pregnancy.

Brooke finally felt her body begin to relax again. She was on maternity leave at this point.

Braxton hicks had been taking over for a portion of hours at a time these days. Rehersal for real labor pains.

8 more weeks until delivery.

At 39 weeks she was as big as a pumpkin.

Lucas awoke and instead of reaching over and finding Brooke.

He found any empty side of the bed.

Since Brooke could give birth at any moment.

Landon and Langston were staying with aunt Rachel. Before that they had gone between grandma Karen's and aunt Haley anduncle Nathan's.

Lucas soon found his wife. In the nursery.

Which was full of pink purple and green. Her closet was full.

The walls were painted in white with purple design and pink on the sides. A rocking chair right by the window. A newly stocked bookshelf.

"You are supposed to be resting and relaxing."

"Mrs. Scott. You and our little girl need to be comfortable. Come on. Lets get you in bed." Lucas insisted.

In the process of late term nesting. Cleaning and preparing.

Brooke felt the baby flip. A gush of water erupting.

"She's coming." Brooke announced.

...

It was cloudy. Full of storm clouds.

The delivery room was very colorful and bright.

I was there to comfort and support you're mom as much as possible.

...

I wanted to focus on the tiny cot you would be placed in.

But all i could focus on was the pain i was in.

I was only going to do this once. So i wanted to experience it raw and natural.

With every contraction i squeezed you're dad's hand or arm and used colorful words.

I ate some ice chips you're dad fed me. But ended up throwing some at hospital workers.

Brooke's body was covered in sweat. Her hair wild.

Tears falling as the pain overtook her with each contraction.

And she had never looked would stunning to me.

After hours of build up. The doctor announced it was time to push.

"I need Karen!" Brooke exclaimed.