Hey everyone it's me again. Here's another story that popped out of my head. Hope you all like this one as much as my other one.

She lay in the hospital bed alone. Alone was how she was going to die and it was all her fault. She had messed up the only friendships she'd ever had and she deserved to die all alone.

"Peyt?" The door cracked open and a brunette head poked in.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice was faint and distant.

"I heard about you're accident and thought you'd need some company." Brooke walked into the room trying to seem happy and bubbly.

"Oh, thank you so much for your concern." Peyton whispered sarcastically. It hurt to talk.

"Peyton don't be like that." Brooke tried to reconcile with her old best friend.

"Don't be like what Brooke?" Peyton was getting all fired up and it hurt to even think.

"Peyton, I'm sorry." Brooke sat down in the chair next to her broken friend's bed.

"I don't need your apology. I don't need you or anybody else." Peyton tried to sit up but every part of her hurt way to much. She felt dizzy and tired. She couldn't deal with this shit anymore.

"Peyton, that's not it. I let things get out of hand and I just want my best friend back." Brooke took Peyton's tiny hand.

"You don't mean that." Peyton turned away from Brooke.

"Yes I do Peyt. Every time something good or bad happened who was the first person I wanted to run to?" Brooke paused not really waiting for an answer, "You, Peyt, but then I'd remember what you did to me and I just couldn't bring myself to forgive you."

"I never meant for that to happen Brooke." Peyton turned back towards her friend feeling the tears run down her cheeks. She was too weak to stop them.

"But it happened but I have to let it go now." Brooke felt tears threatening her own eyes but she had to stay strong for Peyton.

"I'm sorry Brooke." Peyton squeezed her hand tightly as if it were her life support.

"I know you are." Brooke knew that this was the end. She couldn't let Peyton die without telling her how sorry she was.

The door swung open, ruining their moment. Lucas stood in the open door with flowers in his hands.

"I'll give you two a minute." Brooke said despite how much pain it caused her. She was doing this for Peyton not for that son of a bitch cheating ex- boyfriend of hers.

"Thanks Brooke," Lucas said holding the door open for her to leave. She said nothing in return but Lucas didn't even care. All he cared about right now was his Peyton, dying in a hospital bed.

"Hey Luke." Peyton finally said.

"Hey Peyt." Lucas eased his way to her bedside.

"Are those for me?" Peyton asked seeing the bouquet of wild flowers.

"Yeah. Do you like them?" He placed them on her chest.

"I love them. I thought they were for some other girl that was dying in a hospital." Peyton tried to laugh her problems away.

"Don't say that Peyton." Lucas was disgusted with Peyton's attitude.

"It's easier to laugh about it than to feel sorry for myself." Peyton tried to explain.

"Why'd you do it Peyton?" Lucas wanted to understand why she wanted to die so bad.

Peyton laid there remembering the accident that was going to change her life forever.

Tears filled her eyes as she accelerated faster and faster down the highway. To her disappointment there weren't many cars on the road. The traffic light turned red but she didn't care. She flew through every one of them. Tears began streaming down her cheek. She couldn't deal with life anymore; it wasn't worth living. That's when it happened. She came upon the last traffic light on the road and she sped up faster and faster, wanting to die more and more. Headlights blinded her and horns deafened her. She was hit on both sides and her tiny car was crushed, trapping her inside, alive.

"There's nothing left to live for Lucas." Peyton felt the tears welling up again.

"What are you talking about?" Lucas yelled in disbelief, "you've got Brooke, Haley, Nathan, Jake, and me. Isn't that enough for you?"

"No," Peyton wanted so much to live right now but it was too late. Her fate had already been decided.

"You're not the person I thought you were." Lucas was appalled by Peyton's behavior. He turned to the door to leave.

"Lucas," Peyton felt the tears burn her eyes, "I'm sorry."

This hit Lucas like a ton of bricks. She was lying in her deathbed yet she was still apologizing to him. How could he just turn his back on her?

"Peyton, you've got nothing to be sorry for." Lucas returned to her bedside.

"Yes I do," Peyton began sobbing, "I'm sorry for the problems I've caused between you and Brooke."

"That was as much my fault as it was yours." Lucas felt tears form behind his eyes.

"She was my best friend and your girlfriend," Peyton felt her soul slipping away.

"She still is your best friend. She always will be." Lucas didn't want her to die.

"No she's not. Not really." Peyton felt like she was drowning inside herself. It was like she was swimming and all of a sudden she got a paralyzing cramp.

"Yes she is. When she heard about you, she called me crying hysterically. She regretted not saying she was sorry and telling you how much she loved you." Lucas tried to make her see.

"Lucas, don't do this." Peyton didn't want to die crying. She wanted to die smiling and happy knowing that she had tied all her lose ends.

"Peyton you need to know that we love you." Lucas took her hand just like Brooke did.

"I know you do." Peyton whispered. Her breath was getting shallow and it was getting harder and harder to talk.

"Can we come in?" Brooke and Jake appeared in the door.

"Yeah sure." Lucas dried his eyes.

"What's with all the long faces?" Peyton forced a smile, "Did someone die?"

"Peyton, that's not funny." Jake said sternly.

"Yes it is." Peyton even forced out a laugh.

"Peyton stop it." Jake fought back his tears.

"It's either laugh or cry Jake." Peyton said lightly.

"Then cry Peyt. Show us you're only human." Jake pleaded.

"I don't want you to remember me crying." Peyton felt the tears coming but she kept on that fake cheerleader smile.

"Don't talk like that." Jake let a tear escape from his eye.

"You know it's true. Let's not pretend that I'm going to make it out of here alive." Peyton wanted to shrug her shoulders but it hurt to bad.

"Please don't go Peyt," Jake pleaded taking her other hand.

"Jake, you know I can't cheat death." Peyton smiled squeezing the two boys hands.

"Try, god damn it." Jake was so angry. How could she just give up on life, on him?

"It's too late Jake." Peyton's fake happiness began to fade.

"It's never too late Peyt." Jake began to cry. Brooke rushed over to comfort him.

"I'm sorry I've caused you all so much pain." Peyton shifted, "Lucas go in my purse and hand me my wallet. I have something for you guys.

Lucas did as she asked. He fished through her purse and handed her her over-stuffed wallet. She leafed through many papers until she found the one she wanted. When she read it over it brought a tear to her eyes.

"My dad gave this to me after my mom died." Peyton wiped the tear away, "Now I'm giving it to you guys."

She handed the piece of paper to Jake first. He read it through and began to sob uncontrollably. He passed the paper to Brooke who was equally upset by the piece of paper. Brooke then handed it to Lucas who was now trying to hold back his tears. Peyton didn't want them to remember her crying so he didn't want her to remember him crying.

They all took her hands and just sat their letting her present to them sink in. This was it, the end and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

"Guys," It was getting harder for her to breathe, "I love you all so much."

"We love you too," Brooke squeezed the hand she shared with Jake.

"Tell Jenny I love her too, and Haley and Nathan and everyone else." Peyton began sobbing and gasping for air, "Brooke, give him a second chance. He really loves you."

"I will Peyt." Brooke wanted to fill her friend's last wish, but the truth was she didn't know if she could. Not after what he did to her.

"I don't want to die." Peyton whispered before she took her final breath. She had gone under the water and she couldn't find her way out so she stopped trying; she stopped fighting. She saw a light at the bottom of the water and began to swim towards it. She found herself back in her hospital bed watching her friends around her expired body.

Jake hugged her limp body yelling for her to come back. Lucas sat with his head in his hands trying to hide his tears from the others but failing miserably. Brooke just stood there hugging herself, looking at her once friend. How could she want to die and leave them all behind? She hated Peyton for leaving her but part of her wished she had gone with her.

Peyton turned and walked towards the light stealing on last glance at her friends. The friends she realized she always had. She emerged from the light and on the other side was her mother, smiling and glowing.

"Welcome home Peyton."

In my other story I made Peyton kind of evil and people wanted me to kill her off. Well here you all go.

Peyton is one of my favorite characters in the show (until she ruined Brooke and Lucas!) so it hurts me to kill her :( but hope you like it!

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