1/24
NEW YORK
The next morning, Brooke woke up before Faith. She found herself still holding Faith, and was immediately filled with regret. Brooke unwrapped her arms from around Faith, and slipped out of the bed. She made her way to the kitchen, and made some coffee for herself.
Faith walked into the kitchen about 30 minutes later.
"Thought I'd find you out here." Faith yawned
"Morning. How are you feeling?" Brooke gave Faith a small smile
"Better. You know you're missing school right?" Faith said as she sat next to Brooke
"It's only one day. I didn't want to leave you alone last night." Brooke took a deep breath. "Faith, I'm sorry."
"Ok?" Faith asked, confused
"About last night; I'm sorry. I think I took advantage of you." Brooke said shamefully
"Yet you didn't." Faith laughed. "Chillax Brooke, everything is fine."
"No Faith. No it's not. You were hurting, and I should have been a friend to you instead of using that as an opportunity to act on something that I shouldn't even be feeling."
"Brooke-"
"No, wait. Just let me finish. Both of our guards were down last night, and I took advantage of that. I never should have kissed you, and I'm sorry. Hopefully that doesn't make things more difficult."
"What do you mean?"
"Sometimes it's hard to keep how I feel about you in check. And lately, for some reason, it's been really hard to be just friends with you. But it cannot be anything more than a friendship between us. I love Peyton, and you have Brett."
"Then how about we leave everything that happened here, here. After we leave, we go back to being friends; nothing more. It makes it so much less complicated that way. We just forget that this all happened."
"I agree."
Faith stood up and stretched. "So I'll see you back in New York?"
"Of course." Brooke smiled
Faith quickly walked over to Brooke and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
"Sorry. One to say goodbye." Faith whispered as she pulled away
"Bye Faith." Brooke sighed and walked out the door to head back to New York
TREE HILL
"Please put everything on your desks away, and take out a piece of paper and a pencil." The teacher said from the front of the classroom
Peyton looked behind her and whispered to Nathan. "What's he talking about?"
"There's a test today. Don't you remember?" Nathan said quietly
"Silence please." The teacher said as he began to pass out the tests
Fuck. How did I not remember this? Peyton closed her eyes and tried to control her emotions. I'm going to fail. I can't fail this test.
"You may start. You have one hour." The teacher said as he sat back at his desk
Peyton took a deep breath and opened her eyes, and started on the test, hoping that some of the information from class would come back to her.
NEW YORK
That night, Brooke was in her room, pacing the floor. She had gotten home earlier in the day, and dropped Brett's car off to him, and then went home and tried to do things all day to get her mind off the previous night's events.
Ihave to tell Peyton. I can't keep this from her. It's unfair to her for me to do that. Brooke sighed. Should I call her now and tell her? Or should I wait? No, if I wait, I wont tell her.
"Fuck." Brooke growled into her empty bedroom.
Brooke picked her phone up and went and sat on her bed, contemplating if she wanted to tell Peyton about Faith or not.
"I'm so sorry Peyton." Brooke whispered to herself as she dialed Peyton's number
"Hello?" Peyton answered
"Hey." Brooke said, trying to sound cheerful
"What's up baby. I was just thinking about you."
"Oh really? What were you thinking?"
"How much I want you to be here." Peyton said
"Are you ok?" Brooke said, picking up on the fact that Peyton was upset
"I'll be fine. Nothing big. How was your day?"
"Ok. Peyton, we need to talk." Brooke said, not wanting to put it off any longer. If I don't tell her now, I'm going to lose my nerve.
"Uh oh." Peyton said. "That's never a good thing."
"I, umm…something happened last night. With Faith." Brooke said slowly
"Oh." Peyton said simply, partially in shock. I knew that this would happen.
"Something happened with her dad, and she went to that beach house to get away. I went to find her, because I knew that she needed a friend, and Peyton, God…I don't even know how or why it happened."
"Did you, uh…did you sleep together?" Should I expect any less of you?
"No!" Brooke almost shouted. "No." She softened her tone. "It was nothing like that. We kissed. That's all."
"That's all?" There's something she's not telling. There's a reason she's making this a big deal.
"Physically, yes. Babe, I should have told you this when we were talking about everything. There's something there between Faith and me. I don't know why, or how, because I love you so much, and there is no one that I want other than you. But sometimes with Faith, there's just this…tension. And it overtook my thinking last night. And I'm so sorry." Brooke said tearfully
"Babe, it's ok." Peyton said. "I understand." No I don't. How the hell could you do this to me?
"Really?" Brooke asked, completely taken aback
"Yes. I'm glad you were honest with me." You whore
"Peyton, I am so sorry. It's not going to happen again. I love you, and I want to be with you. I hope we can work through this." Brooke said
"Sure Brooke." Even though you just killed me. "I love you too." Sometimes I wish I didn't
TREE HILL
I cant believe that she would do this to me! Should I be reacting like this? Or should I just let it go? Peyton sighed. I need to talk to someone. Peyton called Taylor and Sydney, and didn't get an answer on either end.
"Fuck."
Peyton sighed and set her phone down. Seconds later, she picked it back up.
"Hey, it's Peyton."
"Peyton!" Rick said happily. "I haven't heard from you in a while."
"I know. Umm…do you have any coke?"
"I always do for you babe. You want to meet somewhere?"
"I can just swing by your place, if you want." Peyton suggested
"That's cool. You remember how to get here?"
"I'll be there in 10 minutes."
Peyton hung up and walked out of her room. I hope that he either lets me pay next time, or takes a damn gas card.
"Hey. Come on in." Rick said as he held his front door open for Peyton
"Thanks." Peyton said as she walked into the house
"Sit down. You want anything to drink?"
"No thanks." Peyton refused politely as she sat on the couch
Rick shrugged. "Alright. You just want the usual?"
"Yeah." Peyton nodded, not meeting Rick's gaze
Rick held out his hand. "You got the money?"
Peyton ran a hand through her unruly curls nervously and laughed. "Actually, I was kind of hoping you would let me pay next time. Some shit happened with my money, and I just don't have it right now. But I swear I'll pay you."
"Peyton, Peyton." Rick tisked. "You know I don't operate that way."
"I know. But I was really hoping you could maybe make an exception."
"I'm sorry sweetie, but I have rules to follow." Rick stood
Peyton stood also. "Alright. Thanks anyway." She began to walk towards the door
"Peyton! Wait. Maybe there's something you could do for me in exchange; instead of money." Rick said as Peyton began to open the door
Peyton turned around. "What would that be?"
Rick looked Peyton's body up and down from head to toe, and smirked. Oh my God. He's fucking joking me right? Peyton thought, getting nauseous as she realized what Rick was about to propose.
"You do something for me, I do something for you." Rick smiled
"Rick-"
"Peyton, do you want the drugs or not?" Rick interrupted
Peyton thought for a moment, and shut the door that was she was still slightly holding open.
"That's what I thought." Rick said. "You sure you don't want anything to drink?"
"Got any vodka?"
"Of course."
"I'll take a double."
Rick laughed. "I'll be right back." Rick disappeared around the corner
Am I seriously about to do this? Peyton thought. Do I want it that bad?
Right as Peyton was about to turn and walk out of the door, Rick came around the corner again with a glass of the vodka. He handed it to Peyton, and she immediately downed it.
"Damn girl. Slow down." Rick chuckled
"I don't mean to be pushy, but can we please get this over with? I have plans in a little." Peyton lied
"Of course."
Rick walked up to Peyton and smiled as he undid her belt, and then the button and zipper to her jeans. He pulled her jeans down a little, revealing her underwear.
"Cute panties." Rick smirked as he traced the top of Peyton's underwear with his finger
It took everything inside Peyton not to vomit.
Rick then pulled down his own pants, and led them to the couch. Pulling Peyton's underwear down, he smiled as he entered her. Peyton bit her lip as he began to fuck her, a mix between trying not to cry, and trying not to throw up on the man on top of her. He soon began to get rough, and Peyton gripped the side of the couch and closed her eyes.
What the fuck am I doing? Peyton's thoughts screamed. I never thought I would stoop this low for a fix. What's the matter with me. So I had a bad night, is this worth it?
Rick grunted as he released, and stood up from the couch. He pulled his pants up, and walked into one of the rooms. Peyton stood and quickly pulled her pants up, and wiped away a tear. Rick emerged a few minutes later, and handed her the cocaine.
"Thanks Peyton. Enjoy. I know I did." Rick opened the door for Peyton, and as soon as he had shut it, Peyton raced down the stairs and threw up in the nearest bush.
As soon as Peyton got home, she took a hot shower. She stood under the hot water until it turned freezing cold, and only when she began to find it hard to breath did she get out.
Her skin was raw from scrubbing, and her eyes were red and puffy from crying as she laid down on her bed in only her towel, beginning to cry once more.
Peyton soon sat up, and went to her purse. Pulling the cocaine out, she set the lines up. She stood, staring at it for a moment, contemplating if she wanted to start down that road again.
"There's no fucking way I fucked him to back down now." Peyton said through gritted teeth
Peyton snorted the powder, and went and laid back down on her bed where she cried herself to sleep.
A/N- I wonder what will happen next? You ready to find out? If you're not,I suggest you stop reading now. (Insert evil laugh here)