1/31 One Week and One Day Later

TREE HILL

Peyton was sitting on her bed, drawing some random doodles. All she had been doing the past week was sleeping, drawing, or going to school. She had also been avoiding everyone, including Brooke. She had gone to see Rick a few more times, and as much as she hated herself for what she was doing with him, the high after helped her to forget it all.

Peyton looked at her watch, and hopped off her bed. She was supposed to be meeting Rick again in 15 minutes, and she wanted to go and get it over with. As she opened her front door, she muffled a shocked scream when she saw two people standing on her porch.

"Holy fuck!" Sydney said with a hand to her chest

"Damn, that's just creepy." Taylor said

"Taylor. Sydney. What are you two doing here?" Peyton asked, still recovering from her near heart attack

"Can we talk Pey?" Sydney asked

"I, umm…I actually have somewhere to be." Peyton said

"No Peyton, you don't." Taylor said firmly

Peyton scoffed. "Excuse me?"

"Peyton, we just want to talk. Can we please come in?" Sydney asked

Peyton sighed. "Whatever. I'll just reschedule." Peyton stepped aside to let Sydney and Taylor in. "Let the good times begin." Peyton mumbled to herself as she shut the door

NEW YORK

Deciding to stay in instead of going out, Brooke, Faith, and Brett were all at Brooke's watching a movie. Brooke was sitting in a recliner, while Brett and Faith were sharing the couch.

"Do you have any popcorn Brooke?" Brett asked

"Should. Check the cabinets." Brooke answered

Brett walked away from the living room and into the kitchen. Faith immediately jumped off the couch and sat herself in Brooke's lap.

"Why hello." Brooke laughed

"Brooke! I'm going insane!" Faith moaned

"That's never a good thing." Brooke pointed out. "What's going on?"

"Well, taking things slow went out the window, and now everything's about sex. I don't want just sex. I want a real relationship."

"I'm sorry Faith. Maybe you should talk to him."

"I guess." Faith said half-heartedly

"Just talk to him, and let me know how it goes." Brooke smiled

Faith rolled her eyes and kissed Brooke's cheek. "Thanks." She smiled

Brooke laughed as Faith jumped off her lap, and ran back to the couch, just as Brett came back out with the popcorn.

"Did I miss something?" He asked as he sat next to Faith

Faith gave him a quick kiss. "Nope." She looked at Brooke, and the two girls shared a smile

Neither Brooke nor Faith had said anything about what happened at the beach house since the morning they said they would leave it all there. Peyton hadn't called since Brooke had told her, but Brooke was trying not to worry about that being the reason why they hadn't talked. Brooke and Faith were just trying to move on and forget about it all.

TREE HILL

"What's going on with you Peyton." Taylor asked

"Nothing. Just been drawing a lot lately." Peyton shurgged

"You havent stopped by in a while, and we were getting worried about you." Sydney said

"Guys, I'm fine. I've just felt like being alone."

"You're using again, aren't you?" Taylor asked quietly

"What does it matter to you?" Peyton said rudley

"Peyton, are you fucking kidding me?" Sydney scoffed. "We're two of your best friends. We care about you. We want to make sure that you are ok."

"Honestly? I'm far from ok guys. But I'm past the point of no return, so I don't think anything will matter at this point."

"What do you mean Pey?" Taylor asked

"I've used a couple times this week." Peyton admitted

"Peyton, that's nothing. You can turn around from that." Sydney said

"I have no money, and I havent for a while." Peyton said softly, hoping that they would pick up on what she was trying to say without having to actually say it

"Wait…" Taylor said thoughtfully

"I've been fucking Rick in exhange for drugs." Peyton said, tears filling her eyes

"Oh Peyton." Sydney said, and she went over to Peyton and wrapped her in a hug

Taylor followed and tried to help comfort Peyton.

"I cant live anymore like this guys, but I cant stop." Peyton sobbed

"Let us help you." Taylor said

"How?"

"Where's your phone?" Sydney said

Peyton pointed to her purse, and Sydney got up and grabbed the phone out of the purse. She played with it for a moment, and set it back down.

"What did you do?" Peyton asked when Sydney joined her and Taylor again

"I deleted Rick's number from your phone. We're going to help you through this. Ok Peyton?" Sydney started. "But it's only if you want us to."

Peyton nodded, and the girls talked for a few hours. Eventually, Taylor and Sydney left because of school and work the next day. After they left, Peyton decided that it was time to talk to Brooke.

NEW YORK

"Alright ladies, I have to go." Brett said once the movie had ended. "I have to get up early."

"I'll come with." Faith said. She gave Brooke a hug. "Bye B. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Ok." Brooke walked them to the door, and as soon as she walked into her room, her cell phone rang

Brooke looked at the caller ID and smiled. "Hey Missy Blonde Girl. I was just thinking about you."

"Hey." Peyton said

"What are you up to?"

"I need to talk to you." Peyton said, getting right to the point

"Ok? What's up?"

"I have a feeling that after I tell you this, you aren't going to talk to me for a long time. So let me start out by saying that I love you so much, and nothing is going to change that."

Brooke got a sinking feeling in her stomach. "I love you too Peyton."

"There's no easy way to say this, because it will all hurt just the same in the end, so I'm just going to say it." Peyton took a deep breath. "Brooke, I've been sleeping with Rick for drugs."

Silence. And some more silence.

"Peyton." Brooke finally spoke, at a loss for words

"I'm so sorry Brooke." Peyton began crying

"How long?"

"Since you told me about Faith."

"How many times?" Brooke asked almost robotically. "And why?"

"3. Brooke, I know that I said that I was ok with the things that happened with Faith, but I lied. You have no idea how much I died inside when you told me about it. I had failed a really important test earlier that day, and then when you told me about Faith, I lost it. I went to Rick's to get some cocaine, and I didn't have the money to pay for it. He said that I could have the drugs if I did him a 'favor'. I did it, and I don't even know why."

"Yet you kept doing it?"

"The high helped me forget about everything Brooke, and there was no other way for me to get it." Peyton said softly

"I'm sorry about Faith, Peyton, I really am. And I'm so sorry that it came down to this. But we're over. I cant deal with this." Brooke said tearfully

"I understand. I cant deal with you being so far away with feelings for someone else. It's too hard on me." Peyton said

"I'm sorry for all of that Peyton."

"I'm sorry too Brooke."

"I hope you find what you need in life, and I wish I could be there for you, but frankly, I'm not sure I even want to talk to you anymore." Brooke said.

"Baby, please don't do this." Peyton said, the fact that everything, including their friendship, was gone washed over her

"Good-bye Peyton Sawyer." Brooke said softly, not knowing what else to say

"I'll always love you Brooklyn Davis."

"For your sake, I hope you don't."

Brooke hung up the phone and stood off of her bed. Screaming in rage and sadness, Brooke threw her phone against her bedroom wall, where it shattered to pieces. Taking a few deep breaths to try and calm herself, Brooke threw on some different clothes, and walked out of the loft, slamming the door behind her.

TREE HILL

Peyton set her phone down next to her, and began to sob. After she had regained some of her composure, she stood up and walked out the front door. She drove faster than she should have, and paid no heed to traffic or the traffic signals. Amazingly, she made it to her destination unharmed. Peyton jumped out of her car, and walked up to the door, and began knocking.

"I didn't know where else to go." Peyton sobbed when the door opened

"I'm glad you came here." Haley said. "Come in Pey." She stepped aside so that Peyton could walk into the apartment

"Thanks Haley." Peyton said as they both stood in the entryway

"Of course."

The two girls embraced for a long time, and when they finally broke apart, Haley went and got some blankets for Peyton so she could sleep on the couch. Not one word was spoken between the two women until the next morning.

NEW YORK

"Davis! What are you doing here?" Brett said when he spotted Brooke seated at the bar

"What the fuck does it look like Brett?" Brooke said as she did a shot

After Brooke had stormed out of the loft, all she could think about was everything that had gone on since she had moved from Tree Hill. Brooke had thought about calling Faith to tag along, but decided against it. She just wanted to be alone to drink everything away, and if Faith came, she would have fun. All she wanted to do was wallow.

"Whoa. Seriously Brooke; are you ok?"

"No. No, I am not ok. Very far from it." Brooke waved at the bartender. "2 more."

"Do you need anymore Brooke? You seemed pretty trashed as it is."

Brooke turned to Brett and poked him in the chest. "Don't tell me what to do."

"Come on. Let's get you home." Brett said as he grabbed Brooke's arm to lead her to the door

"One minute." Brooke broke free from Brett's grasp and held up a finger. The bartender brought her shots, and Brooke downed them as Brett looked on, not knowing what to do.

"Ok. How about we call Faith to get you home and watch you tonight." Brett said

"Wait. Arent you supposed to be at home?" Brooke furrowed her brows. "Don't you have to get up early?"

"Uh. I, um…" Brett began to stutter

"Never mind." Brooke smiled a little. "Follow me."

Brett shrugged as he followed Brooke out of the bar. He wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings as he was on the drunk girl in front of him. When Brooke turned around, Brett looked around, lost.

"Brooke, where are we?"

"Does it matter?" Brooke slurred as she smiled

Brooke leaned back against the wall and hooked her fingers in the belt loops of Brett's jeans. She pulled him to her, bringing their bodies together. She then wrapped her arms around Brett's neck as she leaned up and kissed him.

"Brooke, what are you doing?" Brett asked as he pulled himself away from Brooke. "What about Peyton?"

"Gone." Brooke giggled. "We broke up."

"So that's what's bothering you. Are you ok?"

"I will be in a little while. So could you just shut the hell up and do what I want?" Brooke asked, agitated

"I don't think so. You're drunk Brooke. In fact, you are so beyond drunk. You don't know what you want." Brett turned to walk away, but Brooke grabbed his arm and pulled him back to her

Brooke pulled their bodies close, and began to kiss Brett's neck. She smiled as she felt his body relax against her. She loved the power that she could have over people.

"Brooke." Brett whispered

"What now?" Brooke huffed

"I thought you were gay?"

"Yeah, cause that worked out so well for me."

"What about Faith?"

"Brett, you know you are only in it for the sex. So what do you care?"

Brooke brought her lips to Brett's in a hard kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, and he began to kiss back. He brought his arms around her waist as she clung to his neck. He brought his hand around a moment later, and placedit up Brooke's shirt. Finding Brooke's breasts, Brett began to massage them, earning a small moan from Brooke.

Brooke broke the kiss, and brought her lips to Brett's ear. "Fuck me." She whispered

"Brooke." Brett said hesitantly

"Just do it!"

Brett caught Brooke's lips in another hard kiss, and backed them up against the wall. Reaching down to Brooke's ass, he lifted her up so that her legs were around his waist. They both began to breathe heavy as the kisses got more heated. Brett reached down to unzip his pants, moaning when Brooke began to nibble on his neck. They paused long enough for Brett to get his pants down, and Brett then reached through Brooke's skirt to move her panties aside. He teased her for a moment, satisfied when her nails dug into his back. In on quick motion, Brett thrust inside of her. Brooke gasped and Brett moaned deeply as he began to move in and out of her. Holding her legs tightly against his waist, and holding tightly to Brett's back, Brooke pulled herself onto him even more as he continued to fuck her.

A few minutes later, Brooke had to bite her fist to keep from screaming when Brett thrust deeply inside her to help her reach orgasm. He climaxed not long after. Brett stood there, still inside Brooke as they both caught their breath. After one last kiss, Brett pulled out and set Brooke on the ground.

Brooke fixed her skirt as he pulled up his pants, and with a smirk, she walked away.

Brett stood, leaning against the wall as she left. "Shit." He mumbled to himself, knowing that he just made things even more difficult for everyone.

A/N- Questions? Comments? Love it? Hate it? Let me know! I want to know what everyone thinks about the last 3 chapters.