Two Weeks Later
Peyton sat with her back against the cold plastic of the blue chair. She didn't mind it thought, she didn't mind the thick breeze from the AC surrounding her either. For the past two weeks she had been miserable. It was as though her body was experiencing a continuous hot flash and at night it just got worse. She was always either starving or she had no appetite at all from the twisting and knots in her stomach. She felt a hand tighten around hers as she looked up into the brown eyes of her best friend.
Flashback
"Peyton I don't like this. I think you should go see someone." Brooke looked down at a newly awake Peyton with worried eyes.
"I know, I already made the appointment for tomorrow. Brooke I need you there with me, I mean I'm scared that this is something serious." She could feel the sweat slide down her flushed face. She felt so tired, she just wanted to lie down and shut the rest of the world out.
"Why don't you have Lucas go, I think he'd be better support then me?" Brooke said with sympathy in her voice. She had woken Peyton up because for the second time that night she was tossing and turning in her sleep and she was burning up event though the AC was blasting.
"I don't want him there, I don't know why but I wouldn't feel comfortable. I'm just worried and don't wanna worry him and more then I have to, he's already worried enough. Please come with me Brooke, it would make this a lot easier." The blonde pleaded with her the brunette next to her.
"Alright, what time is the appointment?"
"It's at 8 in the morning, I wanted to get this done and over with as soon as possible." She took a deep breath and shifted her now clammy legs.
"Well then we better get some sleep." Brooke settled down into the bed and turned to face Peyton. She smiled at her to try and reassure her that everything was alright. Peyton returned the smile but neither of the girls felt confident about the day.
End Flashback
The two former cheerleaders smile at each other, each secretly telling the other not to worry. Peyton looked away as she felt the fear well inside her. She was determined to be strong and convince herself that nothing was wrong, but deep down everything was scaring her. Her stomach knotted itself again as she thought about what could be wrong with her. Part of her didn't want to go in to see the doctor. Her family had a history of cancer and she knew she was experiencing some of the signs. She felt the tears that burned behind her now closed eyes as she thought about the words that could possibly haunt her for the rest of her life.
"Peyton Sawyer." She was interrupted from her thoughts as the nurse called her name. She watched as Brooke stood and turned towards her.
"Come on Peyt, everything is gunna be fine." The brunette smiled the best she could as she extended her arm out towards Peyton. The blonde took her arm and stood. She looked over at Brooke and took a deep breath before heading into the hallway behind the nurse. The two girls were ushered into a plane white room, which made them both more nervous then before.
"Have a seat ladies. I'm just gunna draw some blood and run a few tests. Which one of you is Peyton?" Peyton raised her arm slightly and looked towards the friendly women beside her. She watched as the nurse indicated for her to take a seat on the green bed in the corner. Brooke followed Peyton to the opposite end of the room and grabbed her hand as the blond seated her self nervously on the bed.
"I'm here Peyton." She said reassuringly. She looked at the nurse who was preparing one of the needles on the cart. The nurse walked casually over to the two girls and wrapped an elastic band around her upper arm making her feel temporarily light headed. She squeezed Brooke's hand as she felt the sharp metal pierce the skin of her inner arm. The sharp sting was brief. She watched as her blood began to fill the thick needle. Once the tube was full the nurse slowly pulled the needle from Peyton's arm and place a cotton ball and band aid on the small puncture wound.
"That's it for right now. In about a half hour we will be able to give you a brief description of the problem and we will tell you if we need to do more testing or anything." The nurse smiled as she opened the door and the two teens walked back into the waiting room.
They took their seats again and prepared themselves for the half hour wait. Peyton's mind was filled with thoughts. She wanted to know what was going on with her but she also didn't want the half hour to end. Her body was anxious and she could feel her face become quickly flushed.
"Peyton let's go get something to eat at the diner across the street and then come back." Brooke stood and pulled Peyton up with her before dragging her out the door. Peyton inhaled deeply as the warm fresh air rushed onto her skin. She was glad to get out of the doctor's office, even if she didn't have an appetite. She followed her best friend into the diner and they both took a seat at the counter.
"What can a get you?" The waitress asked as soon as they were seated.
"Two ice waters" the brunette answered with her best smile, even though she didn't feel very perky at the moment. When the drinks came Peyton swallowed half of hers at once, enjoying the refreshing cold. "Slow down Peyton." Brooke said with a small laugh as she continued to sip from her tall, thin glass.
"Sorry, it's just so hot." The blonde set her glass on the counter and turned to face the large window overlooking the busy streets. "So Brooke what are you doing on Friday?" She wanted to forget about her tests and the only thing she could think of was the date her and Haley had been planning for Brooke.
"Nothing why?" Brooke craned her neck to look over at the smirking blonde.
"Ohh nothing really. It's just Haley was telling me about this guy."
"Yea and…" Brooke waited for her to continue.
"Well she was able to confirm that he's got a thing for a certain sexy little brunette. But I can't remember her name at the moment" Peyton's smile grew as she saw he seductive smile that appeared on Brooke's face. "I don't know, but anyway Hales told me that if it was possible he would love to hook up with her he was free on Friday. Damn I wish I remembered her name. All I know is that she was a former Raven's cheerleader." Peyton raised her eyebrow and stared in Brooke's direction.
"Would her name happen to be Brooke Davis?" Brooke bit her tongue lightly as she waited for Peyton to answer.
"Yeah that was it." Peyton eyes grew wide as she shuffled through her wallet. She let a small photo fall from her wallet and onto the counter between her and Brooke. Brooke turned and smirked when she saw the picture.
"I think Miss Davis can squeeze that into her busy schedule." She picked up the small photo and turned it around, finding the name on the back. She turned the picture back to face her and raised and eyebrow before smiling seductively. "Yeah Miss Davis can DEFINETLY fit Mr. Santiago into her Friday night. You don't mind if I keep this right, you never know when I, I mean she's gunna need reassurance for her date." Brooke nodded in Peyton's direction. The blonde broke out into laughter and the brunette soon followed. Peyton spun her chair around to sip her drink and her laughter soon faded as she glanced up at the clock. Brooke followed her gaze causing her expression to grow serious. It had been half an hour which meant it was time for them to go. They paid for the drink and walked back across the street.
Peyton reached for the door handle but didn't pull it open. She looked back at Brooke with a worried and freighted look on her face. "I'm here Peyton. Whatever happens I'm here." Brooke smiled and squeezed Peyton's hand as she pulled the door open and walked inside. They sat down I the corner both of them nervous about the results.
"Peyton Sawyer" Peyton looked up quickly and saw the nurse holding the door open. She looked over at Brooke and stood up, letting go of her had. She wanted to do this by herself and Brooke understood that. She composed herself the best she could and walked through the door. The nurse led her into one of the back doctor offices and told her to sit down and that the doctor would be with her shortly. She plopped down into eh brown cushioned chair in front of the large wooden desk. She jumped when she heard the door behind her close. She was so lost in thought she didn't realize someone had opened it. She watched nervously as the female doctor walked around her and sat in the chair behind her desk.
"Hi Miss Sawyer, I'm Doctor Kerrigan. How are you today?" The women smiled brightly at Peyton, who did her best to smile back, but she was unsuccessful.
"I'm okay. You can just call me Peyton." The blonde answered quietly. She hated being called Miss Sawyer it was too formal and it made her sound old and diseased, which was what she was hoping to avoid.
"Alright Peyton, well we ran some tests on the blood and the urine sample we took from you and we have your results." She opened the manila folder and looked down at the white papers with neatly printed black ink across the page. Peyton wasn't sure if she wanted to hear what the woman was about to say but she didn't have a choice.