Ok, ok, I know, I said this story would be a one-shot, but I really couldn't resist. So, whatever. I just hope you'll review. La, la, la…….

Disclaimer: I have and will NEVER own OTH, ooookkkkk?

Flashback

The morning Sun had risen, Lucas awoke with a start, fumbling slightly as he moved across Peyton's naked body, picking up the corded phone.

"Hello?" he said, squinting at the unknown number.

"Hey, Luke. It's Haley." The female replied, her voice soft and hesitant.

"Oh….. hi Hales….. any idea how early it is?" he questioned, eyeing the clock, while Peyton awoke, hugging him from the back.

"This…… I don't know how to say it…… think you can come over?" Haley pleaded.

"Ok, fine. I'll come. But this better be important." He sighed in dismay, giving in.

"Good. See you." She replied, hanging up.

"Who was that?" Peyton asked, her voice smooth as velvet as she kissed Lucas' neck softly.

"Hales. Um, she wants to see me. I gotta go." He replied quickly, standing up as he got dressed.

"Aaaaw, do you have to?" she remarked, frowning slightly.

A string tugged as his heart as he nodded slowly. He knew he loved Brooke, but, why was he doing this? And why was he feeling guilty? They'd broken up, so what was there to feel bad about?

"Fine. I'll see you later." Peyton cooed, as she kissed him lightly, watching as he walked out the door.

----Over at Haley and Nathan's apartment…….----

"Hey." Haley greeted, as Lucas barged through the front door of the apartment.

"Hey….. what's up?" he asked, sounding casual. "And where's ……Nathan?..."

"He's over at the…. Never mind. Um, I need you to see something." she said, her voice was barely above a whisper.

Walking towards him, she took his hand in hers as she guided him out of the apartment and in front of his car.

"What?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't ask. Just, just take your keys out and drive us to the beach." She said, rather impatiently.

Furrowing his eyebrows, he reached into his back pocket, unlocking the car and sitting in the drivers seat, while Haley scurried over to the passenger seat. Revving the engine, Lucas steered the car expertly out of the parking lot, and off to the beach.

"So what do you want me to see?" he asked curiously, nearing the beach.

"You'll find out soon enough." She breathed out, walking out of the car as it came to a stop.

Frowning slightly, Lucas followed her, walking past a huge crowd, only to find a group of policemen surround an area, while Nathan stood behind them.

"What's going on?" Lucas asked, while Haley took Nathan's side.

"What do you mean, huh?" Nathan said sarcastically, turning slightly to glare at Lucas. "You told him?" he turned roughly to Haley, who nodded nervously.

"What's going on?" he repeated, looking from left to right.

"I'll tell you what's going on!" Nathan shouted, advancing towards Lucas.

"Because of you, Brooke, is DEAD." Nathan yelled, pushing Lucas roughly.

"Ex…. Excuse me?" Lucas asked in disbelief.

"You heard me, DEAD. Cold."

"I……."

"You happy now? First, you broke her heart, and now? You kill her."

"I did not kill her!"

"Oh? I guess you don't know how bad you hurt her. She committed suicide because of YOU."

"I don't believe you."

"You don't? Then why don't you go see her yourself?" Nathan said, more as a statement than a question. Leaving a space for Lucas to walk to the corpse.

Taking a deep breath, he glanced down, and gasped. The body was pale, her eyes were closed, and her lips were blue. Her clothes were still wet, and clung to her body. Not a single movement was made by her.

He held back the many tears that threatened to fall, questions ran through his head, as he continued to stare at the lifeless body.

"What do you think?" Nathan mocked. Apparently, Brooke and Nathan had become good friends after she'd broken up with Lucas. Making a pact called: we'll hate Lucas Scott forever.

Without uttering a word, he turned away, leaving them and walking to the car stricken by sadness.

End Flashback……

Pulling up his tie, Lucas walked to the car alone. He'd split up with Peyton after she found out about Brooke. And due to guilt, she wasn't going to be attending Brooke's funeral. Closing his eyes, he breathed in as he drove to the church.

Approaching the church, sounds of whispers echoed in the large area. At first, many said he shouldn't have had been invited, but for once, her parents were being parents, and had said that she'd probably like for him to come.

About an hour had passed, and finally, they were about to say their goodbyes to Brooke. Walking up to the coffin, through the corner of his eye, he saw Nathan scowl at him, while many others began to gossip. Ignoring them, he looked into the coffin, seeing Brooke's face for a last time.