I apologizes in advance for this chapter being so short. I wanted to post something for you all and I had to end it here to start the next chapter where it needed to start. The next chapter will definitely be longer. I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Thanks.

Chapter Thirty

Coming Clean

Ring, ring, ring.

The shrill ring of the phone awoke Peyton early the next morning. She opened her eyes and it took her a second to recognize the room she was in. Brooke's. She tried remembering how she got here, but she couldn't. She couldn't even remember what happened the night before. It was as if she totally blanked out. She had never drank this much. The phone continued to ring. Whoever it was was determined to talk to Brooke."Brooke!"yelled Peyton."Your phone is ringing."she heard the shower running and knew Brooke hadn't heard her. The phone continued to ring and Peyton reluctantly answered it."Hello?"

"Brooke?"

"No, it's Peyton."

"Peyton? What are you doing there?"

"Well I was sleeping until you decided to call and let the phone ring and ring and ring. Didn't anyone ever tell you to hang up after three rings Lucas?"

"Whatever. Look is Brooke there?"he was confused as to why Peyton was at her house. He knew Brooke had to be there, but then why did Peyton answer the phone?

"Yeah, she's in the shower, hold on, I think she's coming."she took the phone off her ear and held it out to Brooke as she walked out of the restroom."Here. It's for you."

"Who is it?"asked Brooke adjusting her robe.

"Lucas."she handed her the phone and lied back down pulling the covers over her head.

"Hey baby."

"Brooke?"

"That's me. I better be the only one that calls you baby."

"You are."

"Good. So what are you doing up this early gorgeous?"

"I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you."

"Well that's sweet. I miss you too."

"I was hoping you would say that. So why is Peyton at your house?"

"I don't know."she shrugged even though she knew he couldn't see her. The truth was she really didn't know why her ex best friend showed up drunk at her house and then passed out on her lawn.

"What do you mean you don't know? Did you invite her over?"

"Hell no. Look I don't want to get into that right now. What's up with you?"

"Nothing. I just called to ask you if you wanted to go to breakfast with me."

"I'd love to. I just need to get dressed. I just got out of the shower."

"Ooh, the mental pictures."laughed Lucas.

"Shut up Broody. Your always thinking about sex. Wow. I can't believe I just said that. That used to be what I always did. Things sure have changed."

"Hey can you blame me? I have one hell of a hot girlfriend."

"That you do. So anyways give me like an hour and I'll meet you at the cafe."

"Okay. I'll see you then. I love you."

"I love you too, bye."she hung up and walked over to the bed."Okay well now that your awake, you can get the hell out of here."

Peyton pulled the covers down."Well good morning to you too, Brooke."

"No, it would only be a good morning if you weren't here, so leave."

Peyton sat up."I will, but first we really need to talk."

"I don't know what your doing, but I know you heard that I have to meet Lucas in an hour, so sorry, but I don't have time to talk to you right now."

"Brooke please. If I don't tell you now, I might never tell you or anyone for that matter."

She now had Brooke's full attention. This sounded pretty serious."Fine, but make it fast."she sat down on her bed next to Peyton.

Peyton got up and started pacing. She didn't know what to say, but she knew she needed to say it."Your gonna hate me when you hear this."

"I already hate you Peyton."

"Well your gonna hate me more then."

"What's going on? Are you trying to tell me that you lied when you said nothing happened with you and Lucas? Did you really sleep with him? Are you pregnant?"all those questions suddenly popped into her head and she feared that the answer to all of them was yes.

Peyton shook her head."No it's none of those things."she saw Brooke let out a sigh of relief and continued."It's worse than all of that."

"What the hell is it? Are you okay? Your not sick are you?"suddenly Brooke became scared. What if Peyton wasn't alright?

"I'm fine. Look just know that I am very sorry for what I did. If I'd known what I do now, I wouldn't have done it."she shook her head.

"Will you just get to what it is?"

Peyton took a deep breath before continuing."I'm the reason that Lucas was in the hospital."she looked at Brooke waiting to see her reaction.

Brooke looked at her in disbelief and then suddenly it all sunk in and anger over took her."Are you telling me that you put that shit in Lucas' drink?"she quickly got up from her bed and went to stand in front of Peyton.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. It's just that I gave him the alcohol."

Brooke's face softened slightly."God Peyton. Look we already knew that you gave him the Vodka. That's nothing new. That doesn't mean it was your fault, stop blaming yourself."

"I know, but what you don't know is that I brought that Vodka to the party especially for Lucas. I needed him to drink it in order for my plan to work."

"You mean the plan where you wanted me to think that you two slept together? That plan?"

"Yes."she said shaking her head. It sounded so ridiculous right now.

"Okay, tell me something. If you brought the Vodka, but didn't put that drug in it, then how did it get in there?"

"It had it already in there when I brought it."

Brooke's eyes narrowed. She wasn't understanding Peyton at all."But I thought you said you didn't do it?"

"I didn't. I got it from a friend. They said it was a special blend and that I should give it to Lucas."

"Okay so your saying you knew that there was something in it?"

"Yes...no. They said it was only a mixture of different alcohols, something to guarantee my plan worked. I had no clue it had drugs in it. I swear Brooke I didn't know."

"You knew it had something in it though and you gave it to him anyways. I mean come on Peyton, even your not stupid enough to believe that it was only a mixture of different alcohols."

"Your right I'm not, but I wasn't thinking clearly. All I wanted was to keep Lucas and you apart and they said that this would help me do that. They said they'd used it before and it worked."

"They? Who's they? You keep saying they."

"I said I wouldn't tell."

"I don't care what you said Peyton. Your partly to blame for Lucas' accident. You owe him a name. He and his mom have been going out of their minds wondering how this happened. This person needs to be stopped, especially since you said that they said they'd used it before and it worked. Was it a guy?"she asked. Peyton nodded."You see. You saw how out of it Lucas was. What if this guy used this stuff to get a girl into bed and now she can't even remember it like Lucas can't remember?"

"I never thought about that."she said as she looked down, tears threatening to spill out at any moment.

"That's just it Peyton. You haven't been thinking period lately. Who was it?"she asked again. She needed to know and so did Lucas. She knew him knowing would give him some kind of piece of mind.

Peyton looked up, knowing Brooke would be furious when she found out."Debbie's brother, Rodger."

Brooke gasped. That was the last person she thought Peyton would go to."Rodger? You went to Rodger? How could you even talk to him after what he did to me? He is slime, hell he is worse that slime and you know it. What is wrong with you?"Brooke shook her head. She knew from personal experience how bad Rodger was and now Peyton was mixed up with him.

"I didn't go to him. I was with Debbie and he over heard us talking and he offered me his help."

"And you took it? You know what, I don't care how it happened, but because of your twisted plan to get Lucas, he may never play basketball again. I hope your happy about that."

This was it. She could no longer keep the tears in. Everything Brooke said was true. Lucas might never be able to play basketball again and it was all her fault."I'm not happy about that Brooke? How could I be? Ever since I found out what was in that Vodka, I've hated myself for bringing it and giving it to him. I know I didn't know what was in it, but I know what happened was still my fault."she continued to cry, not bothering to wipe away her tears. It would be a waste of time, more continued to fall.

Brooke looked at Peyton. She hated seeing her hurting and crying like this. She wanted to be doing what she normally would be doing if they were still friends, holding and comforting her, telling her everything would be okay, that they would be okay, but she couldn't. They were no longer friends and Peyton was right this was her fault. How could she tell her everything would be alright when she knew it wouldn't. Peyton did this to herself and her stupid jealous actions might have cost Lucas the one thing he loved most in the world. The sadness she once felt for her once best friend was now replaced with anger. She was angry that Peyton had been this dumb. She should have known better."Your damn straight this was your fault Peyton."she shook her head."Lucas is going to flip when he hears this."

Peyton knew she was right. Lucas was definitely going to be mad."I guess I should go and tell him next. I should have told him before I told you."Peyton moved to walk away, but Brooke stopped her.

"No, your not going anywhere near him. I'll tell him."

"He should hear it from me Brooke. I at least owe him that."

"Yeah, he should, but if he does I don't know what he'll do. He hates the fact that he can't play basketball right now and he might never get to play again. If he is face to face with the person who helped make him this way, I don't know what he'd do. I'll tell him and if he wants to talk to you about it later, when he cools down, then he will."

"Are you sure about this Brooke? You shouldn't have to clean up my messes."

"Your right, I shouldn't. You shouldn't be making messes like this in the first place, but yes. I'm sure I want to tell him."

"Thanks Brooke. It means a lot to me that you want to help me."

"Whoa, I'm not doing this to help you Peyton. I'm doing this for Lucas. I could care less about you right now."

"Okay."

"Yeah, so you need to leave. I have to get ready."she turned to walk into the restroom, but quickly turned back."Oh and the next time you decide to get drunk, pass out on someone else's lawn because next time I will leave you there."she stared back at Peyton.

Peyton grabbed her shoes and walked to the door."Bye Brooke."she waited for a response, but didn't get one, so she turned and walked out the door.

Brooke plopped down on her bed. There was so many things Peyton could have said, but this was definitely the last thing she thought she'd hear. Sure she knew it wasn't actually Peyton's fault, she believed that she didn't know about the drugs, but still she brought the alcohol for Lucas knowing it was more that normal Vodka and that was bad in its self. If it wasn't for her and her incredibly stupid plan Lucas would be okay and probably playing basketball right now."How am I going to tell Lucas?"she said out loud. She had no idea how she was going to tell him. How do you tell your boyfriend something like this? She sat on her bed for a few minutes just thinking. She looked at the clock next to her bed and knew that she needed to get ready to meet Lucas so she reluctantly got up off the bad to go get dressed. She hoped that the right thing to say to him would just come to her before she saw him.

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Coming Up:

Brooke meets up with Lucas.

Brooke goes to Nathan for advice.

More with Jake and Peyton.