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Chapter Nine: Look what you've done

Note: Chapter inspiration by Jet's "Look What You've Done"

Everything was peaceful and silent outside of Lucas Scott's bedroom. Nothing made a sound, not even the crickets were singing their lullabies. But inside his bedroom was the disaster's home. He was listening to mellow rock that could make your heart ache just listening to it, but Lucas needed the music, it was his oxygen.

He was bent over looking through his CD collection. His blue eyes fell on the one CD he was trying to find, Dashboard Confessional. Lucas savagely pulled it out and opened the cover hastily. He flopped the CD into the stereo and pushed play. Dashboard Confessional started to play relentlessly over and over again.

Tears were forming in his eyes, but he couldn't let them fall, he wouldn't let them fall. The one memory he wanted to remember was with this CD, the night he and Peyton shared their first kiss since their guilt ridden break up. Lucas plopped himself down on his bed. He just lay there listening to the lyrics feeling one with music. By the time "Vindicated" started playing; silent tears were falling from his emotionless eyes freely. He couldn't control himself any longer.

His cell phone went off; he didn't pay any attention to it. Lucas liked wallowing in his own pain. He got up and determinedly turned the music up even louder and laid back down on his bed.

Again, his cell phone went off. He still didn't move to answer it or even think of answering it. His cell phone's ringing stopped a minute later. The next minute, someone IMed him. He lay motionless on his bed except for his chest's rise and fall of breath. Soon, curiosity got the better of him even through his agony. He sat up and looked at his computer screen to see that Peyton IMed him.

Lucas stood slowly and tried to swallow the pain in throat, but none of it disappeared. He sat down in his computer chair and read her message.

Peyton101: Luke, please, listen to me… Just let me explain, okay? I can't stand you avoiding me like this… Please.

Lucas x-ed out of her plea, he was too resentful to listen to her right now. She hurt him more than he could have ever thought possible. The pain the enveloped his whole body was too extreme to feel numb and he wanted her to feel that too.

He bent over and leaned on his knees. He roughly rubbed his face savagely and ran his hands through his hair. Lucas looked back up at the computer and clicked on the link to Peyton's web cam.

His mouth went dry and tears started to quickly form when he saw her. She was lying on her bed, face down and he could just make out the shaking of her body to tell him she was crying. More tears fell from his eyes that were now reflecting despair; he didn't bother to wipe the tears away.

"I love you," whispered Lucas raucously and then he x-ed out of her web cam.

Lucas got up and walked over to his and slumped back down on it. He laid there for several minutes and still the pain and heartache consumed his thought. Nothing would ease it, not even blankness.

Knock. Knock.

Lucas sat up slowly; someone was knocking from his outside door. He took his time walking over to the door and gripped the knob before opening it. He hesitated before opening it, taking a deep a breath because he could feel that Peyton was on the other side of the door waiting for him. Lucas finally opened the door, and his senses were right, it was Peyton.

His heart dropped a couple of more inches and even more pain evaded his senses seeing her in front of him for the first time since…since she cheated on him. Lucas closed his eyes and slowly breathed in and out, trying to control his heart rate which was soaring to new limits.

Peyton just stood there unsure of what she was going to say, he could tell that she was tense and scared.

Lucas looked away from her and down at her feet, the feet he would have kissed if she would've asked him. "Uh, hey Peyton." He said hoarsely and his voice didn't seem like his own.

She didn't look directly at him either. "Could I come in?" she asked barely above a whisper and her voice was very shaky.

Lucas scratched the back of his head, "Uh-yeah," he opened his door further for her to come in and closed it softly when she entered.

The tension in the room, now, was overwhelming and both felt the awkwardness between them. Peyton had her back towards Lucas and his head hung, trying not to look at her. Finally, she turned toward him.

"Luke," she began still not looking at him, but at the promise ring he gave her and she held in her hand. "I-uh came over to tell you what happened."

Lucas laughed mockingly, "I think I know what happened, Peyton. Remember? I was there." He was now giving her a piercing glare to hide his heartache, yet he was wearing his heart on his sleeve at the same time.

Peyton finally looked up at him showing her vulnerability in her eyes. "I'm sick to my stomach about what I did, Luke, I am, and I'm aching all over and I can't stop shaking so if you would please stop making me hate myself even more that would be great." She said this as she started to break down.

Lucas just looked at her with pity and remorse, but still had the lurking feeling of resentment. He nodded his head in agreement and said nothing more.

Peyton wiped her tears off of her face ruthlessly, "Right when I was going to leave for the café, Jake showed up at my house." Peyton dove right in to her story without hesitating any longer. "He wanted to talk to me about his troubles with Nikki because he heard a rumor that she was coming back to Tree Hill. So I listened because he needed someone and I'm the only one he thought of," she paused and started playing with the promise ring again. "He pored out his soul to me and when he finished, he was breaking so I pulled him into a hug for support. And right when you got there, he kissed me."

Lucas walked over to his bed and sat down on the edge and rested his head in his hands. "Yeah, but you were kissing him back, Peyton," he said trying to fight tears back now.

Peyton nodded her head, "Yeah, I was," she looked up at the ceiling, "it happened out of no where and emotions were running high." Her voice was trembling as she spoke.

"But that's no excuse," replied Lucas exasperated looking back up at her.

"I know!" Peyton said with equal amount of aggression. "I understand that that's no excuse… I just wanted to tell you the truth and that it meant nothing." Tears were silently falling from her face again.

Lucas was tempted to go over to her and wipe her tears away and kiss her senseless, but his got a hold of himself. He rubbed his face and just stood there staring at her. "Then what should we do?"

Peyton hung her head, "I don't know."

Lucas couldn't control himself any longer and hastily grabbed Peyton and pulled her into a kiss. This kiss was raw and passionate at the same time. They both were kissing with all the heartache and grief stricken emotions they had been experiencing the past few days. Each needed this kiss to stabilize them.

Lucas broke from the kiss and stared into her eyes for an answer, "What are you feeling right now?"

"I feel complete," Peyton answered in an awed expression.

Okay, I feel emotionally drained from writing this. I hate doing this to my two favorite characters, I feel evil. Oh well! Please tell me you thoughts and thanks for reading it. You all are great!