Hey, sorry that I have taken so long. But the site wouldn't let me update. And I just finished my end of year exams. And then someone in my family died, like two days ago. It has been an all over bad week for me! But back to this story, after this chapter, the chapters WILL be longer. I just wanted the first two to be what Brooke and Lucas were thinking. Thank you for the awesome reviews, they made me smile, and please review again!
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I never meant to make her cry.
To see those tears slip down her beautiful face. But I had to tell her, I couldn't let her leave, I couldn't let her go, unless she knew.
I know that I was cutting it close, confessing with her ride waiting outside. I had tried to tell her, but she always brought up Peyton.
And then came guilt.
Guilt over what happened last time, how I used Brooke and became involved with her best friend. As selfish as it sounds, the painful memories of what I had done to her heart were wiped from my mind until she brought it up.
I thought maybe she could feel the same.
I know she kissed me back, I felt it. Her sweet warm lips weren't just there for the lust, or because I initiated it.
I thought she felt the same.
When she told me that she found those things in my closet, she looked so small, she seemed so sad. In her eyes, I swore I saw her wishing they were pictures of the two of us. Doesn't she know I don't need pictures? I see her every time I close my eyes.
I never meant to make her cry.
I want her to be happy.
Even if that doesn't involve me.