A/N: thanks everyone for your reviews, i love them, keep them coming. This chap i kinds short, but that is because of what will happen in the next one.

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"Empty Like the Ocean"

The physical pain she could take, but the emotional pain she was feeling was unbearable. The problem she was having at this point was that the person she loved the most caused her both. True, it was not his fault she was hurt, but where was he when she had gotten hurt? He was to consumed with his anger to even notice her. He should have been by her side, taking her in his arms, and making sure everything was ok. How could she trust him, if he couldn't even be there when she needed him the most.

She sat in Peyton's car, thinking about the whole situation. She had called Peyton when she found it painful to drive. When Peyton arrived, Brooke jumped into her car and they drove off in silence. Both girls were becoming uncomfortable with the situation, and tried to ratify that at the same time.

"Are you ok?" "How was school?"

"You go first." Peyton told her.

"I'm ok, I fell and hurt my shoulder."

"Why didn't you want Luke to take you, does he even know?" She asked, looking worried.

"Luke is the reason that I am hurt, at least part of it. I went over to ask Felix about your locker, and he started to get rough with me. I said no and he didn't stop. Luke came in, and pulled Felix off of me."

"That's good, did you call the police?" The worried look on Peyton's face turned to a look of surprise.

"You didn't let me finish. After Luke pulled Felix off of me, they got in each other's faces, and when Felix pushed Luke away, he knocked me over. And instead of seeing if I was ok, he and Felix went at it." She said. She could feel tears in her eyes and tried to blink them away.

"He didn't even check on you?" Peyton was still surprised at the whole situation.

"No, that's why I called you. He was so consumed with his anger that he didn't even notice me, and I'm the love of his life, he said. I had to practically tear them apart, and then Luke finally noticed. He wanted to come, but I told him I needed time to think."

"What about Felix?"

"We're over, and I threatened to go to the police if he isn't gone in three days. But he isn't the problem, I don't know what to do about Luke." The tears she was holding were close to spilling.

"Why don't we wait till you get your shoulder checked before we get into that?" Peyton knew Brooke was still reeling from the situation, and was not thinking as clearly as she should..

"Ok, but we have to talk about it."

They both remained quiet the rest of the ride, not knowing what to talk about. Peyton was worried that Brooke was seriously hurt, and she knew she was emotionally hurt. They needed to talk about the whole event, which was sure to lead to tears, and hopefully a good outcome, but with Brooke and Lucas, it could be bad. Brooke, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about the look in Luke's eyes when she finally stopped the fight. They went from a dark, angry blue, which scared her to death, to a light worried blue, which made her feel slightly better. The angry eyes are the ones that we troublesome. She had never seen him like that, not even when he and Nathan were fighting. What made him get that angry, and what kept him from going there again? How could she trust him, when, at any point, he could get that angry at her? Both of their thoughts were interrupted when they arrived at the hospital.

When they arrived in the waiting room, Brooke was asked to fill out paper work. She finished it quickly and was ushered into a room. The doctor looked at her shoulder and told her he only thought that it was sprained. He prescribed pain killers, a sling, and rest, and told her she could leave.

"Hey, ready to go, we can go to my house." Peyton offered.

"Can you drop me off at the Cafe? I'd like to talk to Karen." Brooke asked.

"Yeah sure, but I'm here if you need me, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, and we'll talk later, I just need to talk to Karen first."

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