2 Months Later

"You know, you're kinda hot" Peyton smiled at the warm arms that made their way around her waist as she sat in front of her computer.

"Really, you're not so bad yourself" She inhaled and moaned lightly as Lucas buried his face into her neck, kissing her skin softly. Lucas smiled when she didn't pull back. He had been trying to get close to her for the last month but she always tensed up so he would always stop. He continued to plant gentle kissed along her neck until she let out an unexpected laugh. He looked up at Peyton's grinning face.

"And what is so funny" he asked raising his eyebrow slightly.

"This." Peyton moved to the side so Lucas could see her computer screen. His eyes grew wide and he couldn't suppress a his own laugh as he read the screen.

-Ohhh la la! its getting hot in here…or shall I say it's getting hottttt over there. I can see the steamy windows now. Treat him good Peyt. (or do him good which ever you prefer).-

-Oh I will Hales- Peyton quickly typed, placing a seductive smile on her face. Lucas looked at her in genuine shock.

-Get your freak on Bro- The two read the screen as both their eyes grew wider.

-That was soooo Nathan. NOT ME! - Lucas and Peyton both laughed as Peyton continued typing.

-Well sorry you two but this party is private and your not invited- She quickly wrote 'Do Not Disturb' on a piece of paper and held it in front of her web cam. She smiled and waved into the cam before shutting it off. "Remind me to murder Haley and Nathan later" she mumbled turning around to face Lucas.

"I'll help" he quickly stated. He stood up and grasped her hands pulling her up with him. He lopped her arms around his neck and then brought his own arms down around her waist, encompassing her gentle frame. "Not that I mind…but what's gotten into you today." He leaned down to kiss her but pulled back unsure of how far she was ready to take things. To his surprise she pulled his head down and continued what he started.

She tasted good to him and he eagerly pulled her body closer to his. Her tongue danced along the edge of his lower lip as if asking permission to enter. He accepted her invitation with hesitating. The tongues wrestled playfully as the passion radiated from their bodies. Lucas hadn't realized how much he was longing to feel this close to Peyton. He indulged himself in her feeling like he could stay in the moment forever. A soft moan escaped from Peyton's mouth and traveled into his as she felt his tongue trace the top of her mouth. She reluctantly broke apart from him feeling the need for air.

"I just woke up this morning and decided that I kinda of missed the old Peyton." A smile spread across each of their faces.

"I glad with any Peyton, as long as I can have her." Lucas leaned down feeling the need to taste her again. He was craving her as she was him. The both opened their mouths happily anticipating the feeling of release they had felt second ago. As their lips met they both tightened their grips around each other. Lucas pulled her into him until her body wouldn't come any closer. Peyton could feel his warm hands along her lower back. She felt his ends move under her shirt and trace the small of her back and suddenly her mind was filled with images.

"Baby come on. You gotta stop being like this"

"Just leave me alone for once I don't wanna do anything right now."

"I don't care what you want, last time I checked I didn't ask for your opinion"

His screaming voice rand through her head, causing her body to feel numb.

"Well I'm gunna give it to you anyway"

"How much is it going to take to break you?"

She suddenly found herself up against a wall. He pulled at the button on her shirt, tearing them like they no more then thin sheets of paper. His cold rough hands rounded her petite waist, resting on lower back.

Peyton abruptly pulled herself away from Lucas. She could see the confusion on his face. She couldn't stand there anymore, he was to close. She shoved her body past him and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Lucas ran to the door. "Peyton, what's wrong?"

"Just go away" she yelled as she sat in the corner furthest from the door. She brought her knees to her chest and sat curled up as tightly as possible, the memories still flooding her mind.

He buried his face into her neck, his lips roughly abusing her skin. He made his way down her body keeping her hands at bay along her sides. He kissed her bruised abdomen, letting go of her wrists to unbutton her jeans. She took the opportunity to push him away. She had given herself enough room to break away and run from his house, and that's almost what she did.

Peyton was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the tears that were streaming down her face, or the warmth of Lucas's chest as he held her as tightly as possible. She didn't struggle to break free, she felt too weak to do anything, so she sat on the floor and cried, her salty tears staining his shirt. Lucas sat there rubbing her back unsure of what to do. Peyton had broken down before but never like this. He stroked her head gently trying to calm her down but it was to no avail.

The couple stayed huddled on the floor for almost an hour, until Peyton cried herself to sleep. Lucas gently lifted her body from the floor and carried her into her room. He placed her in the bed and sat down next to her. Whenever Peyton zoned out, she would always reveal to him horrible thing Rick had done to her. But, there were times were she would sit in a secluded corner and cry, oblivious to everything around her. Those were the times like now, where he did nothing but hold her and let her know that he was there. They were also the times that she would pretend that nothing happened. He knew there was something that Peyton wouldn't tell him but he never asked. He didn't want to push her, but something told him he also didn't wanna know.

Peyton awoke two hours later and looked up to see Lucas sitting on the end of her bed. She sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey sexy" She whispered into his ear before resting her head on his shoulder.

"Hey sleeping beauty. How ya feeling?" He asked casually.

"Fine. Whatcha' up to? I know it was boring sitting here for the last couple of hours."

"I survived, been playing solitaire and I can't seem to win." Lucas was used to this little charade they had. If things ever got bad they would ignore it as if it never happened. Now was just another one of those times.

"That sucks" She let her voice trail.

"You alright?" he asked, looking up from his game.

"Luke, I think we need to talk." Peyton slid her hands from around his neck and sat on her bed Indian style, with her hands resting inside her knees.

"Okay" Part of Lucas was glad that she was finally going to open up on the unknown subject, but another part of him was worried.

"I know I've told you just about everything about me and Ricky, but there's something I left out." Peyton looked up to find Lucas's eyes burning though her, waiting for her to continue. She looked down again, unable to face him. "That week I wasn't in school and I was in that clinic, he put me there because I wouldn't sleep with him. I told him to leave me alone and after arguing for a little while he shoved me against the wall."

Lucas watched as Peyton's eyes shifted up towards the far wall. He could fell the distance that was suddenly between them. He looked into her eyes but she seemed to look right part him, dazed she continued speaking. "His hands were cold when he put them on my back. When he let go of my hands I pushed him off but before I could move away he pulled me back towards him. He grabbed my waist, letting his thumbs rest on my stomach. He told me I had to learn my place before he started squeezing. He pushed in until I couldn't breath and I was coughing up blood. He asked how bad it hurt before dragging me down on the floor. I don't really remember much after that. I know he was sitting on top of me, kissing me. The last thing I remember before the hospital room was the excruciating pain radiating through my body when my back arched. I remember feeling him on me, telling that I had to learn, and that I deserved everything I was getting, that I had been asking for it. After that everything just kind of blurred together."

Lucas watched as the tears made their way down the blonde's face. He reached up and wiped them away, breaking her trance. He watched a pained look cascade over her face. Peyton felt her lungs constrict inside her. She inhaled sharply, but her body wouldn't let her release the breath. Peyton sat with her lip slightly parted, letting light headedness wash over her. She could feel the life being drained out of her. Lucas watched as her skin gained a light blue tint.

"PEYTON BREATHE!" he screamed, hitting her back. Her body jerked harshly but she still held the air. She could feel the knot growing in her throat. She closed her eyes as everything started to burn. Peyton watched as Lucas's body started to fade. His frantic voice became nothing more then a whispering echo as her eyes rolled back.

"Peyton" Lucas grabbed her body as it began to collapse. "Peyton please breathe" He whispered as the tears erupted from his eyes. Lucas hung her head over the bed and slowly moved his finger to the back of her throat, glad to feel the warmth still escaping her body. He pushed his finger back as far as he could, and then some until he heard her gasp. His relief was brief as a river of red flowed smoothly from her mouth.

Lucas laid her on her side and ran to the phone across the room. He dialed 9-1-1 as fast as his fingers would let him, devastated by the blood that trickled softly from his finger and along the phone. He began talking as soon as the operator answered. "I need an ambulance at 901 Hilton Lane." Lucas tried desperately to keep his voice steady but failed miserably.

"Sir can you explain to me what happened"

"My friend was talking to me and then she just stopped breathing. I don't know what happened. I tried to get her to breathe and I stuck my finger down her throat and she just woundupcoughingupblood" his last words were so jumbled he barley understood them. Her felt the buring behind his eyes as he watched Peyton lay helplessly on the bed. "She stopped breathing again" He felt as though his heart had stopped as he watched Peyton struggle for air.

"Sir I need you to stick your finger down her throat again. She's gunna cough up blood, but she needs to." Lucas immediately obeyed the woman. He cringed as he saw the blood overflow from her parched and newly stained lips.

"How much blood is too much" Lucas asked frantically as the red continued to stain her floor, slithering along her gums until it finally escaped from her mouth.

"The blood is going continue draining from her body, there isn't anything you can do for her right now other then to ensure she remains breathing. The ambulance should be there soon."

"I think I head them" Lucas mumbled as the distant sirens grew louder, echoing in his ears. He picked up on the sound of opening and closing doors as the red glare flashed through the open window.

"HELLO"

"UPSTAIRS" Lucas used the loudest voice he could manage at the moment. He watched as the men entered Peyton's room running over to the bed.

Lucas hung up the phone and let it slide from his grasp. He watched helplessly as the EMTs hovered over Peyton's limp body. He couldn't hear anything outside of his own raspy breaths. His eyes wondered around the room and then fell on Peyton again. Once she was on the stretcher he followed them down the stairs. He pulled himself into the ambulance, absentmindedly taking Peyton's chilled hand into his as they doors slammed and they pulled off with the sirens roaring.