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When All is Said and Done
He saw her approach out of the corner of his eye. Even from the little he could see of her, she was beautiful in every way, inside and out. He couldn't figure out how he could hurt her over and over, and what he was about to tell her would probably hurt her too, but it was for their own good. He really needed to get away and figure himself out, and if he didn't, he could cause more pain, and she didn't deserve that. She deserved to be happy, and he didn't feel he could make her happy, at least not now. He turned to face her when she finally stopped moving. She jumped a little, and he searched her eyes for any sense of fear, he didn't find any, instead he found surprise.
"Luke, I was just startled, I didn't think you knew I was here." She said, reaching out and touching his arm. She had been able to tell that he was afraid, and she wanted to know why. "Luke, are you ok?"
"No, I hurt you, and I can't live with that." He said, suddenly finding the ground more interesting. He couldn't stand to look her in the eyes for long before the guilt took over. Guilt for hurting her and for making her scared of him. He knew he should be the person she should fear the least, the shoulder she could cry on, the person that would make everything better, but he couldn't fell less like that person now.
"Luke, we need to talk about that. My shoulder isn't that bad, I'll be fine."
"I'm so sorry Brooke, I don't know what happened. One second I see him on top of you, and you screaming no, and the next I see the months he has been around screwing with everyone popping in my mind, and something just snaps. I know that doesn't make anything better, or make it make sense, hell, I don't even understand it, but that's how it felt, and I'm sorry." He knew that he was just putting off the inevitable, she needed to know he was leaving.
She slowly walked in front of him, and reached out to touch his face. She moved her hand to his chin and lifted his head so that his eyes are looking into hers. She saw the same feelings she has in her, hurt, anger, disappointment, and most of all confusion, but they are all for himself. He was hurt because of what he did, he was angry because he couldn't be the person he wanted to be, he was disappointed that he wasn't there for her, and he was confused about what happened. He knew what he should have done, and she saw that. She felt everything he was feeling, and she realized she shouldn't be afraid of the man before her, because, knowing him, he would die before it happened again.
"Luke," She says, quietly. "I'm sor..."
"No," He said, firmly, but quietly. "You didn't do anything wrong, I did. I hurt you, and I need to figure out why. I have to leave, Brooke. This place keeps killing us, every time we get together, we are torn apart. I don't think Tree Hill wants us together."
"Do you want us to be together, Luke? And not in your head, but your heart. What is your heart telling you?"
"To be with you, to never let you go. To leave Tree hill and never come back. It kills us, and we need to get away. But we can't, because everything we have is here. My mom, your parents, our friends, our lives. We can't just leave, and I can't ask you too. I'm leaving, Brooke, I need time to figure myself out. So much had happened in the last year and a half, and I have become a person I don't recognize. I want to go back to the person that fell in love with you."
All the while he had been talking, she had been moving closer to him. He was pouring out his soul to her, and she knew it was hard for him. He was becoming the person she had fallen love with again. When he was done talking, they were inches apart, close enough for them to kiss. She looked to his eyes, looking for any inkling of his thought, and was bombarded with love. She felt it all, and it made her kiss him. A kiss filled with love and understanding. She felt him tense and first, and she nodded her head the best she could, to let him know that this is what she wanted. It was true, after he put himself out there, the world seemed to fade away. They were the only two that mattered, that ever mattered. As long as they had each other, they would be fine, and she knew they would always have each other.
