Peyton Sawyer was depressed. Hell, some might even call it suicidal. But she wouldn't. She wasn't at that point. She was always taught to not lose all reason over some boy. But Jake Jagielski wasn't just some boy. He was more precisely the boy she unexpectedly found herself falling in love with. She had always thought that Nathan and Haley were just going through some phase. She used to think that you couldn't fall in love that fast. That young. Boy, had her heart proven her wrong.
Nathan was exhausted walking towards the front door of his house. Dragging his suitcases up to porch, he sighed and looked down at the suitcase in his hand. She had given this to him. He shook his head, trying to erase the image out of his head. He pushed open the door to reveal his mother walking towards him.
"Oh, Nathan. I'm glad you're here." Deb said, breathing a sigh of relief. "I've been here alone all night."
"Sorry about that." Nathan replied. "I had to take care of something." He replied quickly, hoping that his mother would get the point and leave him alone. He wasn't in the mood to listen to another one of her rants about Dan.
"Oh, okay." Deb said, obviously not getting the point. "Do you need help with anything?"
"I just need to get one more bag out of the car." Nathan said, gesturing towards the door.
"Ok, well, hurry up." Deb said while hugging her son. She didn't want him to be out this late.
Nathan waited until his mother walked up the stairs, and turned the corner towards her room before he proceeded over towards the door. With one swift turn of the knob, he opened the door.
And there she was.
Brooke slammed the car door shut. 'Screw that,' she thought. She went to the driver's seat to pay the cab driver. Thrusting the 10 dollars in his face, she threw in a snarky comment. "Thanks for making me pay you my last 10 dollars, only to have you drive me back right where I started."
"Anytime, Miss," the cab driver, replied, gratefully accepting the money.
Brooke rolled her eyes as she proceeded to walk up the stairs to Peyton's house. Looking under the doormat, where her best friend always kept the extra key, she unlocked the door only to be greeted by an empty household.
Brooke, exasperated, threw her arms up in the air. "Well, that's just friggin' awesome, Peyton. Right when I need you the most, you decide to go all MIA on me."
Sighing, she threw her luggage on the floor and walked up the stairs towards Peyton's room.
Sighing, Lucas unlocked his front door. He had just returned from the beach with Peyton. Peyton had offered to give him a ride home, but he gratefully refused. He needed to allow himself time to think about everything. About Haley's decision to remain in New York, Brooke's decision to leave Tree Hill, and more importantly, his mother's decision to go to New Zealand.
That fact was plaguing him the most. He liked Andy, he really did. He just didn't know if he was worth flying across the world for, but still he supported his mother. What it all really boiled down to was decisions. Decisions. Decision-making was not his area of expertise. He constantly avoided making them.
And this time would prove to be no different.
