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Mommy, Mommy
Chapter 19
"Hey Brooke, it's Peyton. I was hoping we could maybe talk. Please meet me at my dads." The answering machine made a beeping sound , and Brooke sat by it , wondering what she should do.
She watched at the button flashed , and she pressed it again , needing to hear the message. She had been waiting for that for over two years. Her eyes closed as she heard her former best friend's voice leak through the machine, and she felt tears come to her eyes.
Suddenly, memories of Peyton flooded through her mind.
The day that they had actually become best friends was one of her most favorite. Over the last few years, she had attempted to forget every memory of Peyton, but found it impossible. Peyton was simply unforgettable.
"Hi Peyton." Brooke entered the room, at just seven years old , looking at the lost girl.
The blonde furiously wiped at her eyes. "I'm busy, Brooke."
"I'm sorry about your mommy." She climbed up onto the bed next to Peyton.
"How did you know?"
"My nanny told me." The brunette said simply, draping an arm over Peyton.
"I miss her." Peyton told Brooke honestly, laying her head on Brooke's shoulder.
"I miss my mommy and daddy, too."
"Did they die?"
"No, they just don't love me." At such a young age, Brooke had already figured this, and put her hand in Peyton's.
"I'm sorry."
The two shared an awkward pause. They had never really been friends. Brooke had always played with the other rich girls, while Peyton preferred to be by herself.
"Let's be best friends forever, okay?" Brooke put her arms around Peyton, not caring about the expensive sweater that was getting drenched with tears.
Peyton didn't say anything, but looked into her new found best friend's eyes, nodding her head.
And since then the two had been inseparable, doing anything and everything together. Brooke kept her eye on the blinking red of the machine.
"Hey Peyton, what's wrong?" Brooke had known that Peyton and Lucas had recently gotten back together. She had allowed it , wanting her friend to be happy. Even if it meant her being unhappy.
The two were at the beach , sprawled across beach chairs. Peyton seemed distracted, and she had no idea why. "Nothing." Her friend was distant.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Peyton turned back to Brooke, a sad smile on her face. "Right."
Tears were running down Brooke's cheeks as she remembered that day clearly. The last day she had seen Peyton. The last day she'd had her best friend since childhood. And the way she had found out Peyton had left , was even more tragic.
The door opened loudly as Brooke walked in. "Hey, Best Friend, what are we doing today?"
But as she opened Peyton's bedroom door, and even her closet door, she could see that Peyton was no where to be found. "Peyt?" She called out to the empty room.
Shrugging she sat down on Peyton's bed, attempting to reach for her cell phone. But she felt something underneath of her. She jumped up, then looked back down at the small piece of paper.
As she picked it up , confusion spread over her face.
Brooke,
I couldn't tell you everything, I'm sorry. Maybe in another time we will be friends again, and the next person that gets to be yours will be lucky. I love you Brookie , but I'm out.
Love, Peyton
AKA: Goldilocks, Blondie, and P. Sawyer
Tears stung her eyes as she looked around the room.
Yes, it did look empty.
The blinking was getting to her again. She reached for the button, but before she could, she heard the door open, and she quickly erased the message.
"Hey." She called out to Lucas and Kaylie, who had just walked in.
Kaylie scurried off to her, jumping in to her arms. "Mommy!"
Brooke laughed, kissing Kaylie's cheek, before putting her back down on the ground.
"Hey, I have to go." She kissed Lucas as well, before grabbing her purse and shoes.
Lucas followed her to the door. "Hey," He grabbed her waist, placing a kiss on her neck. "Where are you going?"
"I have to go do something." She told him, letting him kiss her again.
"Where, though?" Why was he being so inquisitive?
"Just," She shrugged, "Somewhere."
"Okay," He chuckled, guessing he wouldn't be getting an answer, "What for?"
She was already at the door, with a sad smile on her face. "Unfinished business."
The door to Peyton's room opened, but more softly then it had the last time Brooke had been there.
"It's weird, isn't it? Being back." Peyton smiled, looking around her room, before offering Brooke her hand.
Brooke frowned, but took Peyton's hand. Peyton led her to the bed, where the two sat . Just like they had so many times just years ago.
"So, why did you come?" Peyton asked Brooke.
"Because I wanted to know why you left without saying good-bye."
"I did say good-bye." Peyton said defensively.
"In a note. Not a great way to say good-bye to your friend of almost forever."
"I'm sorry for that."
"Why'd you call me here?"
"I wanted to talk."
"About Kaylie?"
Peyton shrugged, nodding.
"Oh." Brooke was somewhat disappointed. She had thought that Peyton would have wanted to see her for other reasons, to rekindle their friendship, maybe?
"It's just that , if you saw my side.."
"I don't need to see your side."
"Brooke, I love Lucas."
"Peyton, I love Lucas. I always have. Even when I told you that you could date him. I still loved him! I only said that to you because I wanted you to be happy!"
"Why would you do that?"
"Because I'm a good friend." She was crying now.
"Brooke, please let me get my family back."
"No, Peyton. If you're asking me to step aside because you want Luke , it won't happen. It's not like he would take you back after what you did anyway."
"Didn't seem that way the other day."
"What are you talking about?" She wasn't sure she wanted to hear.
"We kissed the other day."
"You're lying." Brooke clenched her fists, standing up.
Peyton stood up too. "No, I'm not ! At the video store, he kissed me!"
Brooke shook her head, letting more tears fall from her eyes. "You're wrong, Peyton. He loves me."
"Maybe he did, until I came back."
"No," Brooke sobbed, "He still does."
"Maybe you were a replacement, Brooke. Just like before." Peyton knew her words were harsh, but she needed Lucas and Kaylie back in her life.
Brooke stormed out of Peyton's house, driving back to her and Lucas's so quickly, she was afraid she might crash.
She reached the house, with anger and pain surging through her veins, feeling the same way she had just years ago when she had found out about Lucas and Peyton the first time.
She fumbled with the lock , but when it budged, she shoved the door open with all off her strength.
You can imagine Lucas. He sat up, rushing towards the door, seeing Brooke in such a state. Her face was tear-streaked, her eyes puffy, and her fists clenched. Pain shone clearly through her eyes as she slammed the door.
He questioned her look.
And then the words that he'd wanted to protect from her, his secret , something that he hadn't wanted her to know that could tear up their relationship, came out.
"Did you kiss her?"