"Lucas! I'm so glad you came...I knew you would"
"Save it Peyton, I really don't want to hear your story"
"Is that the way you talk to your one true love Lucas Scott?!"
Lucas stopped in his tracks and stared Peyton in the eye
"Excuse me?"
"I know you came because you love me, and you regret leaving me for Brooke with all your heart, and if she wasn't such a slut and didn't get pregnant with someone else's baby that she claims is yours then you and I would still be together"
"Peyton, are you even hearing yourself? You just completely manipulated me, and put my mother's life in jeopardy! You were trying to kill my mother and take advantage of her, knowing how much it would upset me. How could I ever love someone who would do such an awful thing?"
"Then tell me, why are you here to bail me out of jail, and Brooke is home…alone?"
"I came because, the police called me and I felt bad for you, because you have no one else who would come to bail you out…you Peyton, are the one who is alone"
Lucas meant every word he was telling Peyton, and she could see that in his eyes, but she tried her best to ignore the fire burning in his blue eyes that she loved so much, and she told herself that deep down he was still madly in love with her.
"You know what Peyton, you can stay behind those bars for a little longer, obviously you are delusional or something, and could use the time to think, come to terms with yourself, and maybe some other sorry loser will come to bail your ass out of her…but, it isn't going to be me, because unlike you, I have people I love that I need to get home too"
"Hi, welcome to Karen's Café, what can I get you today?"
Brooke cheerfully greeted the woman who sat down at the counter at the café.
"Um, I just have a turkey sandwich and a diet coke"
"Ok, coming right up"
Brooke brought the woman's food back out to her, and noticed her staring at her stomach. Self consciously, Brooke held the towel in front of her, covering her stomach.
"I couldn't help but notice sweetheart, that you seem very young, how old are you?"
"I'm seventeen, a senior in high school"
"Yes, you are very young, you have so much of your life ahead of you to live yet, and so much to experience, you don't want a baby to drag you down"
"Excuse me?"
"I couldn't help but notice that you're pregnant…at such a young age, do you know hoe much caring for and time a baby needs?"
"Yes, I don't understand what you're getting at"
"I'm Susan, from Charleston…and I would love to adopt your baby and raise it in my home with the rest of my children"
Brooke's eyes grew wide, and she shook her head at the woman
"I don't think so, my fiancé and I will be just fine raising the baby on our own"
"Your fiancé, well you're clearly too young to be getting married…and even younger to be raising a child. Babies need lots of love and care"
"Just because I'm seventeen doesn't mean that I don't know how to love or care for a baby"
"Please darling, I have seven children at home…another would be no problem, if that's what you're worried about. Let me take the baby into my home, it would really be in the best interest of both of you"
Brooke grabbed her keys and her coat and began to walk out of the restaurant
"Really miss, I've got it handled, the baby will be fine with Lucas and I"
The woman stood up and watched Brooke walk out of the restaurant and get in her car.
"I would love to have an eighth little child running around our house" she mumbled to herself.